Madam is the super darling of Lord Quan

The man sneered coldly: "wooden house?"

"That's right. Although Li Xin's horse hurt people first, it's wrong. But there are national laws and family rules. The matter should be decided by the commander. How can we..."

"How can you beat a man to death over the commander?"

"Marshal, is this wooden family a little bit..."

Quan Jiang Heng sneered: "it seems that I don't have enough prestige in Pingyang City, so that they --"

"Climbed up to Ben Shuai's head?"

"That marshal, the subordinates will go to the wooden house tomorrow to knock the police. They must be strict with themselves, just and abide by the law, and don't make too much publicity about everything!"

"No --"

"Well?" Feng Muyang looks puzzled. Is it difficult to

Sure enough

Next second

The man calm overbearing said: "tomorrow I personally go!"

………

Outside the study

LAN Ruo Guan, who just came back from the small kitchen, went to the inner wing room to see LAN Ruo Feng. In a flash, he thought of something and then turned to the study

The Wutong tree, which was seen under the moonlight, was floating with the breeze.

Falling rustle of light and shadow, shallow hit in the wandering little girl body

Slightly under the light, but also a clear look at her gentle and delicate face

Just the frown, there is a little invisible tangle

That pair of plain hands, can't help rubbing back and forth

The next moment

When he heard the sound of "pa -" opening the door, his body suddenly froze

time

It's just like this

Push a door but of seal Mu Yang, a face of surprised way: "madam?"

"But for the marshal?"

"Pa --"

In the study

Heard the movement of the man, the hands of the business focused on the hit in the face, issued a clear sound

He coughed faintly, sat up quickly, and unfolded the official note carefully on the desk

Back, also can't help straightening up

The line of sight, also can't help of serious rise

But, in the depth of the light, I always look forward to the door

Outside the house

The little girl, who was found, was uneasy and said, "yes, I don't know if the marshal can have a rest now?"

"I want to talk to him about something!"

Feng Muyang shook his head and said, "no, madam, please come in."

She slightly forehead, light way: "thank you for the adjutant!"

"You're welcome, madam. Please --"

She stepped in gently

Line of sight, as if glued to the ground in general, quietly watching the ground, did not look up half a minute

In front of the desk

The man frowned discontentedly and wanted to look up her little face

But he was deeply repressed, bowed his head and seriously fell on the official list

Or as before the general quiet, lonely, even the bird called chirp, now, also silent down

This black curtain general indifference emptiness, brings one kind of invisible pressure

For a moment, no one spoke first!

It's about a quarter of an hour

The man really can't help it. He looks up with cold and steady expression. His lips gently pull: "what's the matter with madam?"

"Don't you mean to let me rest earlier?"

This words say of, let small wench more and more shame of low head

That's right——

Before in the room, it was her attitude to rush people

And now, she's coming back?

Don't you make people laugh at the contradiction?

Thinking of this, she also has a trace of unconvinced and angry in it, whispering:

"If Guan Ben didn't want to be so late, he would come to harass the marshal, but Uncle Butler said that if I go out of the mansion, I need your consent, so I can only harass you!"