The man curled up his lips and opened and closed his red lips, "Now that we have learned from the past, if you still dare to look down on this woman, you will have to bear the consequences yourself~"

His tone was relaxed and cheerful, with a faint hint of a smile, but as soon as he said these words, it made the subordinate shudder and kowtow in a hurry.

There was a loud bang, and the sound of the forehead bone colliding with the ground was harsh, but it made the man's smile widen even more.

"Subordinate, I know my mistake, I will keep an eye on this person's movements!"

The consequences he mentioned were not just as simple as being discovered and punished by those sanctimonious and decent people!

The man said nothing and waved his hand to drive them away. However, the beauty of his well-proportioned and slender hand was completely ruined by an ugly scar on the back of it, making anyone who saw it sigh.

As he waved his hand, his blue robe fluttered slightly, creating an elegant arc in the air.

At this time, a low noise suddenly came from outside the door.

"What are you doing here?"

"Replying to your lord, the little one is here..."

The subordinate explained in a loud voice, as if he was reminding someone of something. When the patrolling guard opened the door and entered, the room was already empty. It was a neat and quiet room, as if no one had ever been there.

The captain of the guard scratched his head and turned around to yell at the slave: "The master of the village has informed all the slaves to go to Yunqing Hall. Why are you still wandering around here? Go quickly!"

"Yes Yes!"

Yunqingtang is used to punish the children who have made mistakes in the villa. Those swordsmen and staff are unlikely to be used to ruin the family, so they are usually kicked out of the villa directly.

Lin Yunmeng used this as a meeting hall, and she also wanted to scare some people.

Looking at the belated servant, Luo Wuxia frowned, slightly dissatisfied: "What's your name, how do you do things? And your forehead?"

The servant who came running quickly lowered his head in a weak manner: "Back to the owner of the village, the little one's name is Lan Hua. He has been sweeping the west wing on weekdays. He came late now. This wound was caused by the little one when he was sweeping the floor."

Be careful if you fall and get hit."

The west wing was indeed some distance from the main hall, and few people lived there, so there was nothing he could do if no one informed him.

Luo Wuxia didn't do what he thought and didn't embarrass him anymore.

He has always been generous to these slaves.

Lan Hua immediately expressed his gratitude. He looked up as if inadvertently, but happened to meet a pair of eyes as bright as the stars. The obsidian eyes were so beautiful and gorgeous, but they were also as boundless and unfathomable as the stars.

Covering this danger is the starburst embedded within it.

It makes people fall in love at first glance, but when they realize it later, they are horrified!

Lan Hua, who was already filled with suspicion, was immediately moved to the point where sweat broke out on his back. He smiled ingratiatingly, just like a truly humble slave.

"Lan Hua? What a good name." The owner of those eyes tilted her head. She was obviously wearing a mask and did not know how beautiful or ugly she was, but the people present subconsciously thought that she was good-looking. After all, her appearance alone was enough to make people's hearts tremble.

"The chivalrous girl is so complimentary. This little one was given this name by the former owner of the village, so it's naturally nice to hear."

Lin Yunmeng took a few steps forward and suddenly took out a handkerchief and wiped Lan Hua's forehead with her own hands. The gentleness of her movements and the gentleness of her eyebrows made Lan Hua's eyes dazzle.

Everyone around them stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that this seemingly cold and cold man could be so gentle to a slave.

"Tap, thanks for your hard work, you came here." Lin Yunmeng ignored the eyes of the people around her and finished speaking like a spring breeze. She sat back down and Lan Hua was stunned for a while while holding the handkerchief that still carried the fragrance.

, bowed his head silently.

Luo Wuxia saw this scene in her eyes and suddenly felt very lucky that Nightmare's husband was not here, otherwise he would not be able to save his servant.

"Okay, I've called you here today. I think you have some idea of ​​the reason. There has been such a scandal in the villa recently. The owner of the village is bound to catch this culprit and avenge the rest of the brothers... Therefore, the owner of the village hopes that anyone who is wrong around him will

You can inform the owner of this village in private, and if it works, I will be rewarded heavily!"

Luo Wuxia first explained the matter clearly, and naturally there was a warning in her words. She suppressed first and then raised the words, hitting her with a stick and then giving her a sweet date was a common method.

The crowd was a little commotion, but fortunately these slaves knew their identities and were not too restless.

Lin Yunmeng carefully observed everyone's expressions, paying special attention to the servant who had just been given a handkerchief by herself.

This man was dressed in gray and blue servant clothes, and there was really no difference between them. Except for the bruise on his forehead, there was no trace of sweat on his forehead except for the fact that he had run so far for some reason.

What she called wiping off the sweat just now was actually just an illusion. She just wanted to take a look at the wound on his forehead.

It does look like a bruise from a fall... But even if you fall on your face, wouldn't it be that the nose is the most severely damaged? But looking at the extent of the bruises, she knows they must have been there not long ago, but under the nose there is

There was not even a trace of blood, nor was there any dust or dirt on his forehead.

If it had to be said that he hit his forehead first, let alone why the injury was so minor, she needed to go to the west wing to check the terrain.

If this person hadn't arrived last, maybe Lin Yunmeng wouldn't have noticed him yet, but it was a pity that Lan Hua's arrival was really unlucky.

In fact, before this, two waves of people had come to Yunqingtang. The first wave was the chivalrous swordsmen who did not belong to Sunset Villa and came to congratulate them, and the second wave was the original staff and disciples of Sunset Villa, with the same purpose.

The same, in order to find doubts.

After the show ended, Lan Hua stopped Lin Yunmeng with a face full of embarrassment, blushing with embarrassment: "Girl, this is the veil you left just now."

This time he didn't even call the chivalrous girl, but instead called a girl who was more approachable and polite. In addition, his face was red, and he looked like he was attracted and fell in love.

"Ah, thank you, I forgot about it." Lin Yunmeng took it, nodded slightly and left.

The moment the two people passed each other, the shame on Lan Hua's face disappeared, and his expression became solemn.

I'm afraid that this person might have doubted him. If he had known it, he would have melted away the bruises with his internal strength.

Lan Hua thought angrily, but actually he wasn't too panicked because he didn't think Lin Yunmeng would be so

Lin Yunmeng, who had her back to him, also withdrew her smile. She pressed her palms slightly, and the thin and fragrant handkerchief turned into dust and scattered with the wind into the grass on the roadside, blending with the heaven and earth.

How could this handkerchief belong to her? When Lan Hua came in, the maid happened to hand her a handkerchief to wipe her hands, so she just took it.

Don't forget, she doesn't like weird smells on her body, and neither does fragrance.

Not long after walking, they bumped into a man and a woman standing in front of the lake. The girl was Luo Wushuang, and Lin Yunmeng recognized the man at a glance as the eldest son of Long - Long Qiyi.

The young man in brocade clothes is majestic and elegant, with a golden crown and jade hairpin, a belt inlaid with emeralds and a sword scabbard, and a unicorn walking on the clouds on the exposed hilt of the sword is meticulously carved. The cloud-covered boots on his feet are surrounded by pearls and
Chapter completed!