The concubine is coming, please be gentle, my lord

Chapter 11 Peeping
"So, Huo Feitian is Huo Jue?" Gu Xiaoqian asked curiously.

"No." Sikong Jingheng shook his head.

"Who is that?" Gu Xiaoqian was also confused, didn't Huo Jue use it to hide from Sikong Liuwu?However, if it was Huo Jue, it would be strange if he didn't try his best in the face of an enemy who harmed him like this?
"Stupid, Master Huo is Master Huo, who else could it be?" Sikong Jingheng tapped Gu Xiaoqian's head lightly, seeing her annoyed by being knocked on the head, inexplicably in a good mood.

Gu Xiaoqian was in a bad mood, the hit on the head was very light and didn't hurt at all, but it was terrifying for Sikong Jingheng to make such an intimate gesture. In her perception, Sikong Jingheng should be ruthless Pai, instead of stimulating her fragile little heart from time to time like now.

"Then, they're all surnamed Huo, so they're in the same family, right?" Gu Xiaoqian turned to the side and asked while talking.

This time, Sikong Jingheng did not deny that Huo Feitian was the youngest son of the Patriarch of the Huo family, and having another son in middle age, the Patriarch of the Huo family simply doted on this son, even more so than the later Huo Jue.

Originally, he thought that if Huo Feitian wanted to become an official, he would pave a bright future for him; if Huo Feitian didn't want to, he would be the head of the Huo family.

However, Huo Feitian didn't want both, he joined the army without telling the head of the Huo family, and it was difficult to go home at the border all the year round, and the angry old man called his son unworthy, saying that if he didn't come back immediately, he would break the father-son relationship.

Gu Xiaoqian compared the Huo Feitian in Sikong Jingheng's mouth with the Huo Feitian she knew, and finally felt that she did not look like a person. The Huo Feitian in the past was like a boy in the second year of middle school. He didn't want to be restrained by his family and ran rebelliously. Arrived at the border.

But now he looks like an old fox, it's not bad if he didn't treat you badly.

However, it's no wonder that Huo Feitian doesn't want to see Sikong Liuwu, facing a murderer who killed his father, but the other party is a relative of the emperor, who wants to move but can't move, this kind of pain is indeed beyond the comprehension of others.

Thinking of this, Gu Xiaoqian really felt a little guilty.

It's just that the guilt disappeared when Gu Xiaoqian saw the Taoist priest, who was still in a fairy-like manner, happily coming out of the courtyard where Sikong Zhenze was staying with a wooden box in the corridor that night.

"Master Dao, what are you packing in this wooden box?"

"Silver." Huo Feitian patted the small wooden box, and smiled like a fox again.

Seeing such an upright old man's face, with such a wretched smile, Gu Xiaoqian felt a little disgusted in his heart, "Master Daoist, shall we talk about it in detail?"

"Talk in detail?" The Taoist priest looked Gu Xiaoqian up and down, then nodded.

As soon as he entered the yard and closed the door, Gu Xiaoqian stretched out his hand shamelessly: "Master Taoist, there is a saying in our hometown that every meeting is divided into half, hello, hello, hello everyone."

Gu Xiaoqian relied entirely on knowing that the Taoist leader was Huo Feitian, and he clearly wanted money.

Huo Feitian ignored what Gu Xiaoqian said, poured a cup of cold tea by himself, and said: "Miss Gu, you can tell me who I am in front of my son."

"Look at what you said, am I that kind of person?" Gu Xiaoqian was not stupid, she looked at the wooden box with nostalgia, and then remembered the business, "Master Huo, how did the prince give you money?"

How suspicious is this?

"Little friend, there is no Yazi in the poor way, this is the dharma name that I got for the poor way." Huo Feitian answered the wrong question.

Since God wanted him to face Sikong Zhenze, he might as well play with them.

Therefore, it is doomed that Gu Xiaoqian failed to understand Sikong Jingheng's original intention, not that it is bad to involve Huo Feitian in this matter, but that it is doomed to the tragedy of Sikong Liuwu and Sikong Liuwu's two siblings.

Seemingly thinking of something fun, Huo Feitian invited: "Little friend, do you like to go to the theater?"

Go to a play?

Who is this old fox plotting against?
"I like it." Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, Gu Xiaoqian answered quickly, not to mention, she was still a little excited inside.

The night is dark and the wind is high, which is a good time to do bad things.

Two people dressed in black sneaked into a yard, and saw one of them quickly running up a big tree by the wall.

"I'll go," Gu Xiaoqian complained, without hesitation, spit a few mouthfuls of saliva, and climbed up the tree.

Besides, the children who grew up in the countryside are very wild, and they have climbed trees and caught fish since they were young. In Gujiazhai, Gu Xiaoqian has never lost in climbing trees.

"sharp."

As soon as he found a comfortable place to sit down, he heard Huo Feitian praise him.

"Generally average."

After Gu Xiaoqian was polite, the two looked at the room not far away at the same time.

It was very dark all around, except for the dim yellow light in the room, which showed a little brightness.

Waiting for a rabbit is a job that tests patience. What Gu Xiaoqian lacks is patience. After sitting for nearly half an hour, Gu Xiaoqian couldn't wait any longer.

It was good to have sunshine during the day, but it suddenly became cold at night, with a little wind blowing, making it very cold.

"Master Huo, it's Haishi, when will the show start?"

"Don't worry, it's coming soon." Huo Feitian said with confidence.

Sikong Zhenze came to him today, but he bought a good thing. With the virtue of this prodigal son, if he doesn't do something tonight, he might be sorry for his surname.

Just as he was talking, he saw something flashing across the roof.

Before I could see what it was, I saw a very ghostly black figure standing by the window, holding something in his hand and inserting it into the window, blowing into it.

The excitement in Gu Xiaoqian's heart, the show has already begun, waiting for the protagonists to appear on stage.

I didn't expect Sikong Jingheng to be the object of watching this time, I hope the plot will not be too exciting later.

The black figure stood outside the house for a few minutes, when he heard a soft sound from inside the house, the figure flashed to the door very quickly, pushed the door open and walked in cautiously.

Master!

Huo Feitian and Gu Xiaoqian turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, and gave a very high opinion of the man in black in their hearts.

"Master Huo, is that person blowing misty smoke?"

Gu Xiaoqian thought embarrassingly, most novels are written like this, people in black like to blow smoke into other people's windows.

"It's much stronger than the mist, and the mist will also stun the person. After taking this medicine, the person who smells it will be unconscious for a moment, and then wake up immediately, but his limbs will be weak, and after a while, his whole body will become hot, and he will start to feel spring." Huo Feitian Simple and clear explanation.

"Master Huo, how do you understand it so well?" Gu Xiaoqian looked at Huo Feitian miraculously, and only took a look from a distance, since he could break through the doorway.

"Because that's what I sold."

Thinking of the glistening silver in the wooden box, Huo Feitian smiled foxily again.

Gu Xiaoqian's three views were shocked again, he sold such a good thing to his enemy, and then the enemy used this thing to plot against his students.

If Sikong Jingheng knew that the things that plotted against him were sold by his teacher, he would have a lot of shadow in his heart.

(End of this chapter)