He Shuhui suddenly pushed open the door and walked out with coldness and anger all over the corners of her eyebrows and eyes. Her face was even cold and frost, staring at Mu Changfeng with anger.

Mu Changfeng bowed and bowed with a gentle smile, saying, "The heart of the Lord of the Fang Zhuang, the auspicious person will have a heavenly appearance. When meeting such a good girl, Mu Changfeng is really a blessing from his previous life."

He Shuhui walked step by step to Mu Changfeng, showing her fierce light and murderous aura. She looked ordinary, and there was a hint of hideousness in her extreme anger.

Mu Changfeng was calm and calm, always with a smile that looked like spring breeze. The more fierce He Shuhui was, the more gentle he smiled, as if the sky fell and it was covered by a quilt.

He Shuhui snorted, turned around and walked away, disappeared after a rockery full of ivy. After half an hour, she returned with her side dishes.

There was a large bowl of ginseng and millet porridge on the tray, and wolfberry and raisins were placed in the porridge, red, green and green, which looked very beautiful. There were two other plates of shredded yam, which were as white as jade and sweet as a sweet fragrance. There were three lotus-shaped white porcelain bowls next to the shredded yam, which were small and elegant.

Mu Changfeng smelled the fragrance, and hunger suddenly came, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, the murderer, not only was he not punished, but was treated kindly. Butler He, you might as well stab me and let me determine if I was dreaming."

He Shuhui laughed in a hurry and felt a little admiration for Mu Changfeng. She ordered all the evil spirits to retreat and said, "Boy, come in with me and have something to eat."

Mu Changfeng said: "A woman's boudoir is not suitable for a strange man to enter. If it is reported, the other party's owner has a bad reputation."

Fang Xiaomei's voice came from the room: "It's just a meal, why bother with the minor details? Although this girl is a scholar, she is not a stubborn nerd. The dew is heavy at night, so the young master quietly stood in the courtyard for more than 20 hours, which is contrary to the way of hospitality."

Mu Changfeng was obviously not angry when he heard her speak, and felt quite guilty and uneasy, so he followed He Shuhui in.

An unknown spice was burned in the room, with a little spicy atmosphere in the coolness, and the refreshing effect was good, which was shocking.

Fang Xiaomei sat upright at the sandalwood table, wearing white clothes, with a cloud-patterned jade hairpin on her hair bun. She was simple, clean and elegant, with a smile, a little anger in her eyes, and a bit indifferent that everything would not linger in her heart.

He Shuhui put the tray on the sandalwood table and personally served three bowls of porridge, one bowl in front of Fang Xiaomei and one bowl in front of him. When she placed the last bowl in front of Mu Changfeng, she used force on her hands. The thin porcelain bowl immediately shattered and the ginseng and millet porridge flowed out.

Fang Xiaomei laughed twice, took the round fan and shook it gently. On the round fan was embroidered with a gardenia, the flowers were white, the leaves were green, and two white butterflies were flying among the flowers, lifelike, and the essence of embroidery is rare in the world.

"Before the summer day, Sister He is so angry. Come on, I will calm you down." Fang Xiaomei knew why He Shuhui was so angry, and she joked with a smile.

He Shuhui glared at Fang Xiaomei, cleaned up the mess on the table, took the teacup and served the porridge, put it in front of Mu Changfeng angrily, and said, "Do you like to eat it without wine or meat?"

Fang Xiaomei covered her face with a round fan, showing only a pair of eyes that were smiling. The indoor candlelight was dim and her eyes looked particularly bright, like two stars in the sky in the dark night.

He Shuhui said while eating porridge: "What are you looking at? Are you not hungry? Give me food if you are not hungry, so you can continue to sleep."

Fang Xiaomei hid her face behind the round fan, turned her head to look at Mu Changfeng, blinked her eyes, and said three words silently.

Mu Changfeng judged based on his oral form that Fang Xiaomei was talking about the three words "tiger". He thought it was funny and incredible. Fang Xiaomei was the owner of the manor and He Shuhui was the housekeeper. The two were masters and servants, but there was no difference between superiority and inferiority in their relationship. They were more like friends and sisters with deep affection.

Mu Changfeng has traveled around the world for many years, and has never seen a master and servant with such a harmonious relationship, nor has anyone ever seen a housekeeper dare to stare at his master and say angry words.

Fang Xiaomei smiled slightly, with a charming style. She personally picked up chopsticks and pulled out yam and put it in Mu Changfeng's teacup, and said, "People are iron rice and steel. I'm so embarrassed to starve you for a day and a night."

Mu Changfeng sat down openly, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and said, "Isn't it poisonous, right?"

He Shuhui glared at her, and Fang Xiaomei didn't care at all. She smiled and said, "If you get poisoned, you will be sure to poison you in one gulp. In this deep mountain forest, it is absolutely fine to destroy a corpse and trace."

Mu Changfeng heard her voice crisp and beautiful, like hearing the music of immortals, which made people feel comfortable in their body and mind. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at it carefully.

Fang Xiaomei lost too much blood due to her injury, and her face and lips were pale, but she added a bit of delicate beauty.

"The next sword almost killed you. You are willing to let your life be filled and go on the road, which shows that the owner of the manor is generous."

"There are even more generous people. When you become a ghost, I can let you stay in Baiyun Village as a servant. During the holidays, I will burn you thousands or eight hundred gold ingots, which will make you so full of flowers."

Mu Changfeng said: "I am considered a rich young man who lives below, but after death he becomes a rich man. He cannot die at the hands of the owner of the manor."

Fang Xiaomei said, "When your heart is awake, I will marry you a beautiful little wife. I will ensure that you are happy every day and never want to be reincarnated as a human being."

Mu Changfeng said: "You are beautiful, I think you are good. We are a marriage of thousands of miles..." Before he finished speaking, he immediately regretted it.

He has always been steady and has never spoken in a word. But looking at Fang Xiaomei's naturally smiling eyebrows, she couldn't help but want to tease her.

He Shuhui's face turned pale when she was angry. Fang Xiaomei was as if nothing had happened. She held a piece of silk-pulled yam and said, "This yam looks good and tastes good. The wolfberry and raisins in the porridge are red like coral beads and green like jade. They are also beautiful and delicious things. Eat quickly, don't waste good things."

Mu Changfeng was a little panicked, and said "um" and lowered his head to drink porridge and eat vegetables.

Fang Xiaomei put the silk-pulled yam into her mouth, chewed it carefully for a while, and said, "Dengtuzi will suffer retribution. When retribution comes, you can choke to death by drinking a sip of porridge, and you can choke to death by eating a piece of yam."

Mu Changfeng said: "You are right. There are gods three feet above your head. The owner of the manor is a good person, and the gods will definitely help you."

Fang Xiaomei said "hey" and said, "When you were a naughty guy who brought up a house to remove tiles when you were a child, right?"

Mu Changfeng pretended to be admirable and said, "I have good eyesight. When I was young, I went up to the house and removed the tiles. When I grew up, I punished evil and eliminated traitors. I have great ability."

Fang Xiaomei knew that Mu Changfeng was cursing people, and smiled sly, looking at He Shuhui and said, "I remember a story. There is a big prawn with blind eyes in the story. She swam around all day to kill people-eating sharks to eliminate harm to the people. Sister He, you said that it was a big prawn with blind eyes, and she was pretending to be a big hero."

Mu Changfeng glanced at Fang Xiaomei and couldn't help laughing. Most of the initial wariness disappeared. He felt that this girl was humorous and humorous, and was also slow when scolding others, and she was still as a lady-like demeanor.

The feeling of being close in my heart became stronger. Mu Changfeng was polite and drank two more tea cups of porridge.

Seeing Mu Changfeng ate voraciously, Fang Xiaomei Anan smiled and said, "You should chew slowly when eating, no one will compete with you for food."

Mu Changfeng said: "I suddenly felt very hungry, which made the girl laugh."

Fang Xiaomei said: "I'll just make it tonight. I'll ask Sister He to make some pastries for you tomorrow."

Mu Changfeng said: "Miss Fang looks kind-hearted, have we seen it somewhere?"

Fang Xiaomei's smile was a little stagnant. Before she could answer, He Shuhui took the lead and said, "If you want to chat with a girl, just use this old trick?"

Mu Changfeng said: "I have no deceptions. I do feel that Miss Fang is extremely kind-hearted. Although I met for the first time, I have no feeling of being unfamiliar with me.

Fang Xiaomei said: "I have been living in seclusion in Baiyun Village and have never been out for twenty years."

Mu Changfeng was determined to test and said, "Did Miss Fang be in Baiyun Village when she was still a baby? Haven't you seen the outside world? Don't you yearn for it?"

Fang Xiaomei smiled sweetly, put down the bowl of porridge, took out her handkerchief and wiped her lips, and said, "It's true that I was a ghost in the past. By chance, I was resurrected from the dead. I felt like a big dream again, and I still had the illusion that I had not woken up from the big dream."

Mu Changfeng stood up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Since the girl is honest, I should tell you the truth. I have a little sister who has passed away for many years. I want to resurrect her, but I can't help but ask the girl to tell me."

Fang Xiaomei showed sympathy and was about to answer, when He Shuhui threw away the chopsticks in anger and said angrily: "My owner is tolerant. If she doesn't provoke a gang, you will be arrogant and ask her for help? Are you embarrassed?"

Fang Xiaomei looked at He Shuhui seriously and said, "It was my mother who found a long-lost trick secret book to resurrect me. The secret book is in the Zhuangzhong Bookstore. You haven't slept for a long time. I'll ask Sister He to take you to the guest room for a rest first. I'll take you to get the secret book tomorrow."

Seeing that Fang Xiaomei had a cheerful personality, all her previous doubts were gone, and her guilt became deeper, and she said, "Miss Fang has no problem, do you want to ask?"

Fang Xiaomei said, "What are you asking?"

Mu Changfeng said guiltily: "I almost killed you with a sword, how could I ask without asking?"

Fang Xiaomei smiled generously and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, why bother to find the root cause? Maybe it's because I have this disaster in my destiny, and the disaster has passed, and there's nothing to care about. It's said that if you survive a great disaster, you will have good fortune. Maybe there are many good days waiting for me."

Mu Changfeng admired Fang Xiaomei's tolerant and generous temperament very much, and said uneasy: "I broke into Baiyun Village late at night, and Miss Fang doesn't want to know the reason?"

Fang Xiaomei said: "It is also a fate that people who traveled by Baiyun Village accidentally passed by. It happened that Sister He and I were acting, and there was a misunderstanding. It is better to resolve enemies than to make them. If the matter is over, don't mention it again."
Chapter completed!