The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 1008 Actor Allure (28)

"Master."

Bai Zhi called out softly outside, and continued.

"Someone is already looking for it outside."

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened from the inside.

The man was dressed in a simple and elegant manner, as if nothing had happened, he said softly.

"Throw it out of the yard."

"Yes, Master."

One night passed quietly.

Holding a lantern, Uncle Zhu found Si Yue who was still in a coma under the wall of Cuizhuxuan.

The man was neatly dressed and pale. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with him.

Bringing the lantern closer to look carefully, you can find that the man's deeply sunken eyelids have no wounds at all, not even bloodstains, but the two eyeballs are missing.

Uncle Zhu frowned, a chill crossed his face.

"Come on, carry him to the room."

Set up April, a woman asked in a low voice.

"Master Zhu, do you want to ask a doctor to show him?"

"What are you looking at! Carry him to the second floor and deal with it at dawn."

"Who do you think did this? Is it from our Cuizhuxuan?"

Uncle Zhu's face was expressionless, and his voice was a little shrill.

"Whoever did it, with this ability, can you catch it?!"

"Then, this..."

"Go back and wait until April wakes up."

The Green Bamboo Pavilion was still lively, with some people crying and others laughing.

Ginger house.

A silence.

Jiang Tang was lying on the bed, Qiu Bai and Qiu Shuang were making the bed and making the quilt, Ming Lu was squatting beside the bed, wiping Jiang Tang's feet with a cotton cloth.

"Master, the quilt is ready, lie down and rest quickly."

Qiu Bai untied her hairpin, and gently combed her long hair.

Jiang Tang looked down at the drawing book in his hand, and laughed out loud from time to time.

Isn't the story written in this book based on her and Chao Xi, the world's richest man fell in love with Hualou opera singer, the story is so soul-stirring and lingering.

"Miss, it's time to sleep."

Minglu poured out the footwashing water and urged her again.

Jiang Tang hastily finished flipping through the drawing book, got up on the bed, looked up at Ming Lu, and smiled softly.

"Recently, my face has become more delicate. Why, is there a happy event?"

Minglu lowered her eyes and let out a chuckle.

"Where is the happy event from the slave?"

"Then I looked at it, why is it more beautiful?"

Ming Lu blushed quietly, patted Jiang Tang lightly, then raised her hand to put down the bed curtain.

"You know how to tease me."

Standing aside, Qiu Bai sorted out Jiang Tang's clothes, put the aromatherapy under her clothes, and disinfected them.

"Miss, why is the purse I embroidered for you gone?"

Jiang Tang, who was already lying down, suddenly sat up.

The money bag seemed to be torn off by her directly, and fell into Chao Xi's room.

"Miss, who did you give the purse I embroidered again?"

Qiu Bai opened the curtain, his face full of displeasure.

"Unexpectedly, I accidentally lost the Green Bamboo Pavilion. I'll get it back tomorrow."

"Can you get back what you gave someone?"

It's not the first time Jiang Tang has done this kind of thing, it's useless for Qiu Bai to get angry.

"Next time, you can go out and buy it. I won't embroider purses for you again."

"Don't be careful, I'll get it back tomorrow."

Qiu Bai was dissatisfied, but Jiang Tang was his master after all, and it was a slave's blessing that his master was willing to coax him a few words.

He just hummed.

"If the purse is gone this time, Qiu Bai won't waste all his effort."

"Okay, don't worry, I can't lose it."

After finally lying down again, Qiushuang pressed the corners of the quilt neatly, and lit a soothing incense on the bedside.

(End of this chapter)