Lord, your mask fell off

Chapter 1171 You know I miss you

When she was in a daze, Xiao Hou glanced at her impatiently, then retracted his gaze, bent over and picked up the jug to fill the wine glass.

At this time, Pang Zhijing came back to her senses, walked over slowly, stood beside him, watched his actions, and subconsciously scratched her head, "I went to find you today, but the housekeeper said you might be here, so I will coming."

"Why did you come here?" Xiao Hou didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the tombstone, as if he was just asking casually.

She pursed her lips, she didn't know what reason to find to prevaricate, she couldn't say that she hadn't seen her for a few days, and she missed her a little.

She didn't forget what he said in the palace back then, telling her not to be sentimental, she wasn't so stupid to send herself up to be ridiculed by him.

"Forget it, where you go is none of my business."

Seeing her tangled face, Xiao Hou didn't ask any further questions, and said calmly.

She was choked by him, and her heart was a little hurt. Xiao Hou, who is not hypocritical, really hates it!

Don't know how to be gentle and gentle when treating girls?

"Come on, don't stay here."

After Xiao Hou gave the order to evict the guests, he lifted up his clothes and sat on the floor, not caring whether the ground was clean or not, just picked up another wine glass and drank alone.

Hearing him drive people away, I felt a little uncomfortable, but seeing him just sit down like this, such a clean freak can't care about anything. Today, he has opened the door to her new world. Usually, she doesn't have this opportunity. She suddenly didn't want to leave just like that, and there was a voice in her heart telling her not to leave.

She rolled her eyes, squatted cheekily beside him, and said rascally, "This place doesn't belong to your house, why do you let me go? And I'll be where I love, you don't care!"

Looking at her little rogue, Xiao Hou felt a sense of helplessness in his heart, today he just wanted to stay with his mother in peace, where did this little rogue come from?
"As you like." He didn't want to quarrel with his mother in front of her on such a day.

Seeing that he compromised, Pang Zhijing immediately propped herself up on the ground and imitated him to sit on the floor, do as the Romans do, and always make gestures to accompany others.

Xiao Hou raised his eyebrows slightly, holding some skepticism about her actions, wondering what she was going to do again.

But today Xiao Hou really guessed her mind wrong.

No appetizers, just wine.

Pang Zhijing watched him drink one cup after another. Although he didn't drink fast, if he continued to drink like this, he would get drunk sooner or later.

"What's the point of you drinking like this?" She didn't dare to grab the cup directly, so she could only provoke him with words.

Xiao Hou said lightly, "Accompanied by the cool breeze, the mountain scenery is in your eyes, and a glass of turbid wine is enough."

She bulged her cheeks, the ancients loved being so polite.

"Xiao Hou, they said that your mother and concubine were buried outside the city, so is your mother and concubine buried in this tomb?"

If she didn't speak, he wouldn't take the initiative to find a topic at all, so the person who was tempted first was the loser, and she had to take the initiative.

Xiao Hou nodded but said nothing.

She was silent for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Did she die of illness?"

The only answer to her was the whistling cold wind.

She lowered her eyes, although she knew that asking this question was a bit like spying on someone's privacy, but she just wanted to know more about him.

She was afraid that today's him was just a flash in the pan, and tomorrow, he would put on the mask again, and he would return to the sick and weak King Yi who even had a fake smile in his eyes, and the Xiao Hou who always gave her the illusion of being through the glass.

Because she lowered her head, she didn't see the sadness that flashed in Xiao Hou's eyes after she asked this question, so she fell into recollection and didn't respond to her words.

He will never forget that when he was six years old, his mother was lying on the bed, struggling to raise her hand to touch his face, telling him not to cry, but when her hand was just raised in the air, she dropped it.

From then on, he was the only one left in this world.

He raised his head and saw her hugging her knees with an injured appearance. The sadness in his heart was diminished by her pitiful appearance. Sometimes he couldn't understand, how could such a nervous person like her Who has lived in the Nancang Palace until now?
"She was murdered."

When I was immersed in Xiao Hou, the big villain, and I accompanied him but he ignored me, this sentence suddenly sounded in her ears. She was a little flattered that he would actually tell her this, but when she realized it At the meaning of that sentence, the whole back is shining.

She looked at him anxiously, only seeing his resolute side face, his brows were slightly frowned, as if there was unspeakable resentment and hatred.

"Who did it?" She blurted out subconsciously, with a sense of common hatred that she didn't even realize was in her tone.

However, after asking these words, Xiao Hou's expression became a little cold, "This is not what you should know."

Very rude to refuse!
Pang Zhijing was frightened by his harsh words, but she knew that she had crossed the line, and she could only swallow her grievances in her stomach.

Dead silence spread between the two of them, and if she didn't speak, it was even more impossible for Xiao Hou to take the initiative to speak.

Originally Xiao Hou was a person who didn't care about her surroundings, but her quietness at this time made him uncomfortable.

Just as he was shaking his wine glass and pondering, the corner of his clothes seemed to be gently pulled, he looked down and saw two green fingers tugging at his clothes, he turned his head and met her apologetic eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't pry into other people's privacy at will, don't be angry, I won't ask in the future."

He was obviously wronged, but he was still willing to take the initiative to make amends. Such a little rascal made him palpitate for some reason.

He looked away and landed on the haystack not far away, "I'm not angry, you think too much."

"Really? Then let me see if you smile?" She made another mistake of speaking without thinking.

She wanted to bite off her own tongue!

"Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore, it's too much to say and so wrong!" She raised her hand in surrender, she is really stupid today, she is really not suitable to please people.

Xiao Hou looked at her holding her knees again, with a look of blaming herself for being injured, and couldn't bear it.

I don't know since when, her words and deeds will also affect him.

"You go to burn the incense sticks."

Pang Zhijing raised her head instantly and looked at him in disbelief. Did she hallucinate just now?
"Did you just speak?"

After Xiao Hou finished speaking, even he was shocked, let alone Pang Zhijing.

At this time, when she heard her asking for confirmation, he couldn't bear to repeat it, and said angrily, "It's fine if you don't hear it."

"I heard it, I'm going to offer incense."

It's not easy for him to talk to him, so don't get stiff anymore, Pang Zhijing is full of reconciliation thoughts, and doesn't even think about why he wants to make himself incense.

Fearing that he would repent, she immediately stood up from the ground.

But she didn't know whether it was because she didn't eat breakfast or what, she suddenly felt dizzy, and she fell to the side.

　（安安：爆更开始！）

　　
　
(End of this chapter)