After a while, the footsteps rang again. Chu Beijie's eyes suddenly narrowed, but he did not look back. Sure enough, Pingting came over and placed a plate next to Chu Beijie, with a small cup, a pot of hot tea, and a plate of small snacks.

"It's hard for you to think carefully."

Pingting went around a big circle and made these snacks from the kitchen. When she heard Chu Beijie praise her, her smile slowly emerged from her lips. She couldn't help but smile, her whole body filled with joy.

Chu Beijie suddenly looked at it in a daze under the moonlight. There was a peerless beauty in front of him. When he looked closely, he was still the mute maid, with big eyes and a slightly pretty appearance, which could only be considered a medium-sized appearance.

And he had seen the portrait of Miss Hua, and he was a beauty.

Pingting was shining by the moonlight and was looked at by Chu Beijie like this, and she seemed a little drunk. His low and steady aura occupied the entire flower house. Although he was sitting on the stool, he seemed taller than anyone else. Is this a real man, right? Pingting looked at him, and a small annoying voice popped out, reminding her not to forget the young master's affairs.

Yes, now if he asks him about the young master, will he answer? Moon is so gentle and his face is so gentle, he should tell her one or two sentences gently.

After taking a look at Chu Beijie's resolute face, Pingting woke up. No, how could that be possible? This person is not a vulgar person who will be confused by women.

Her heart became confused and gradually became disgusted with her identity. The maid Pingting and the liar Pingting only felt that she was so cowardly and very disgusting. Thinking of this, she suddenly turned around and went back to the room without caring about Chu Beijie's gaze.

Hiding by the window, she looked at Chu Beijie for another night.

After dawn, Chu Beijie still disappeared silently.

Pingting stayed for two nights and had a cough that had not been cured again. She became seriously ill with a high fever.

Miss Hua knew she was sick, so she ordered someone to invite a doctor to treat her and comforted her: "You should take good care of your illness and take medicine. I have someone to take care of you. Also, you are not allowed to get out of bed today."

Pingting was drowsy and knew that being alone was the most important thing. Sure enough, she heard Miss Hua’s words, gritted her teeth and drank the bitter medicine and slept well.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

It happened that Miss Hua came to see her after dinner and smiled and said, "I slept all day long. I see you are much more energetic. Today, your young master Dong Dingnan is here. I dare not answer, for fear of being exposed, so I had to pretend that my throat hurts and send him away."

Pingting said "ah" and sat up from the bed, looking annoyed.

"Don't worry, if he is interested in you, he will come in the future."

Pingting was anxious and missed the opportunity to find out the news in vain. The longer the matter was delayed, she didn't know when she could return to Prince Jing'an's Mansion. And when she stayed in the Hua Mansion, her heart became more and more chaotic, as if she couldn't control herself.

She felt like she was trapped in a quagmire, and it wasn't for struggle, and it wasn't for not struggling.

Miss Hua didn't understand her thoughts, and thought she was sick, so she had a little temper. She patiently persuaded her and ordered other maids to bring food and make medicine, and then she went there quickly.

That night, Chu Beijie came again, and he was still standing outside Miss Hua's bedroom. He listened carefully to the movements around him, and the figure of the mute maid seemed to be around him. He wanted to catch him, but disappeared. Chu Beijie was very dissatisfied with him. Didn't he come to keep a guard for the Phoenix? He even thought about something else. He felt sorry for the unparalleled beauty in his heart, and the guilt that rarely appeared.

But the maid's eyes, which could speak, refused to leave his mind.

A faint, silent eyes.

The footsteps really came again, and a hint of joy sang softly in Chu Beijie's heart.

He turned his head, just about to smile gently, but his face suddenly changed slightly, "What's wrong?"

Pingting's steps were floating, as if she would fall down at any time. Chu Beijie naturally stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist and supported her.

Tentacles are different from the usual heat.

"I'm sick?" he asked in a low voice.

Pingting's heart suddenly felt sour, and tears were already condensed in her eyes, as if for so many days, someone finally came to take care of her lonely shadow. When she got sick, Miss Hua, butler Chen, also took a lot of effort and comforted her a lot, but she couldn't bear the two gentle words of the person beside her.

Just two words, it's like everything is enough.

She showed weakness and glanced at Chu Beijie pitifully.

That glance caught Chu Beijie's heart. He almost forgot his phoenix.

"Where is your room?"

Pingting nodded, and what happened next almost made her scream. She bit her lower lip tightly before she didn't make a sound.

Chu Beijie picked her up and said, "Go to rest. It's so late, I'm sick again, why don't you take care of me?" He walked into the room with great strides and gently placed Pingting on the bed.

He has always done whatever he wants and does not care about worldly customs. He clumsyly covers Pingting with a quilt before straightening his back.

"Go to sleep." He looked at the eyes he liked were full of tiredness, and lost a little bit of his spirit, and felt uncomfortable all over. The tone of crying Pingting's sleeping sounded like giving orders to soldiers on the battlefield on weekdays.

Pingting felt at ease, closed her eyes obediently, and for a moment, she opened her eyes as if she was reluctant to let go.

Chu Beijie was about to leave, but found that the "soldier" was not obedient, "Close your eyes and go to bed."

Pingting suddenly felt interesting. She could sing some small opposites when she was a child, and she couldn't express her joy. So she opened her eyes wide and looked at Chu Beijie quietly.

Chu Beijie was stared at by her faintly and was at a loss. He felt his heart beating wildly and blood was surging. A feeling that never appeared suddenly came out, which made him more excited than the battle on the battlefield.

He was very dissatisfied. He had never seen any scenes of Zhenbei King who had been calling for wind and rain. However, at this moment, he was suddenly touched by a thread in his heart, making his breathing heavy.

Condescendingly, the little mute on the bed became an absolute beauty. It doesn’t matter if her mouth, nose, and face are all revealed. The elegance in her bones is revealed. What can last forever should be this temperament that others don’t have.

"Close your eyes." Chu Beijie said in a hoarse voice, "I'm out."

Pingting was actually a little disappointed. This time, she closed her eyes obediently.

Chu Beijie is a gentleman, and he really went out.

Another night, harder than last night, harder than last night.

Pingting fell asleep in the early morning and slept till noon.

Miss Hua came in mysteriously and exclaimed to her: "Do you know who Dong Dingnan is?"

Pingting's heart thumped suddenly.

"I tell you, he is the King of Zhenbei in our Donglin! I just saw his portrait yesterday. Oh my God, the famous King of Zhenbei!"

Pingting's face turned pale and her body shook twice before she could barely sit firmly.

King Zhenbei! Dong Dingnan, the man who was waiting outside every night, picked up her man and called her a confused man, was actually the prince of Zhenbei - Donglin's prince, Donglin's most powerful general, Guile's biggest enemy, and the young master's most terrifying opponent.

Miss Hua treated this as an adventure, was happy for Pingting, and then patted her shoulder excitedly and said, "What a good Xiaohong, we are like sisters, you will definitely help me, right?"

"Um?"

"This is very simple. I have sent the housekeeper Hua to send a letter to King Zhenbei. It means that Miss Hua is engaged and cannot be free. As long as he is willing to help Miss Hua break off the engagement, everything can be discussed." Miss Hua said proudly, "Now my father can't force me to get married... After we leave the marriage, we will explain the words to King Zhenbei, and I will give you another set of rich dowry. By the way! I can give you my wedding dress."

Bingting was already trembling with anxiety when she heard it, "Miss... are you... crazy? The King of Zhenbei is not easy to mess with. He is even better than your ten husbands' families. If you know we lie to him, something will happen to the Hua Mansion!" She was still ill and couldn't lift her breath, her eyes were filled with Venus.

Miss Hua still didn't care, "He admired you very much. Although he didn't know your true identity and appearance, I don't think the King of Zhenbei would care about this."

"That's not the case!" Pingting grabbed her, "You call the butler back soon, you can't send this letter!"

Miss Hua was excited when she saw Pingting, and couldn't help but feel a little scared and lowered her head timidly, "But But Butler Hua has come back and still brings the reply from King Zhenbei."

"How did he go back?"

"He said that tomorrow, Miss Hua will definitely regain her freedom."

"tomorrow?!"

Miss Hua saw that Pingting was not in a good manner and stuck out her tongue, "I should practice the piano, let's talk about it tomorrow." After that, she hurriedly slipped away.

Pingting was stunned for a long time before thinking about the matter from beginning to end.

"I won't give up... King Zhenbei, he is really King Zhenbei..." She pondered for a moment, and a shiny light flashed in her eyes, and she had already made a decision, "The young master has not found it yet, I can't be trapped here for no reason. Hua Mansion... Hua Mansion asks for blessings."

She barely got out of bed and packed her clothes. She thought that the Hua Mansion was really good to her, but she felt unbearable. But she still wanted to leave. She was from the enemy country of Donglin. If she was discovered by the King of Zhenbei, the Hua Mansion would be even more unable to escape.

He hurriedly packed up his things, crossed the small back door that was not often used by the Hua Mansion, and Pingting left the Hua Mansion.

After leaving Hua Mansion, she stayed in the inn on the first night. She seemed to be used to staying with Chu Beijie at night, and could not fall asleep. Many things came to her heart, and she was suffering from it over and over again.

The cough became severe again, coughing one after another, as if I had no energy all over my body.

The next day, she was so sick that she could not go out. She asked the shopkeeper about the news outside. There seemed to be no major incident in the city and the situation was calm.

I coughed for another night. On the third morning, the shopkeeper came to deliver hot water early in the morning and said casually: "There was a big incident last night. The wealthy Hua family in the city had somehow offended the King of Zhenbei and wanted to behead them all."

Pingting was shocked all over and widened her eyes in disbelief, "What? Behead all?"

"I don't know what made King Zhenbei so angry." The shopkeeper sighed, "The Hua family must have done something shameful to suffer the disaster of genocide. King Zhenbei is a good prince..."

Pingting didn't listen to the nagging behind. She guessed that Chu Beijie would be angry, but she didn't expect that it would be so angry that she would kill the entire Hua Mansion. How many lives would it be!

Chu Beijie's stubborn eyebrows and a firm outline appeared in front of him. She closed her eyes... Yes, she knew that this man could not mess with him. He was an ambitious man, but when he was killed, he was also the bloodiest demon king. Pingting had seen the cruelty and ruthlessness of Zhenbei on the battlefield, and the blood of Guile soldiers flowing into rivers was condensed at the feet of this man.

"He wants the whole house of the Demolition Mansion?" Pingting's simple tables, chairs, screens, and decorations were shaking. She murmured and shook her head, "It shouldn't..."

However, with the power of King Zhenbei in Donglin, not to mention destroying a mere Flower Mansion, even if he destroys ten Flower Mansions, no one dares to say a word.

Mr. Hua, Miss Hua, butler, Chen's mother, Ruoer, Zihua...their heads were all about to be cut off bloodily. Pingting suddenly felt her chest tight and she almost vomited.
Chapter completed!