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Chapter 61

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    The Taishou of Huizhou, surnamed Peng, is a well-known local figure. It is said that a close relative in the family was fortunate to be blessed by His Majesty in Chang'an, so this leisurely and beautiful mission was arranged for him.

    Even though the city was full of hunger, the prefect's mansion was still where the wealthy party lived. As soon as they announced their intention, the concierge stretched out his hand to invite them in.

    The maid in charge who came to lead the way was dressed neatly, and first saluted Wan Yao respectfully, her eyes turned sideways inadvertently, and she met a pair of condensed eyes, she couldn't help shaking, and her smile disappeared.  Then we can hold on.

    "This, this is"

    "He" Wan Yao just wanted to speak, but for a while, she didn't know what identity to find for Xiang Huan.  If it's a drug boy, such a "murderous" drug boy is really rare. If it's a doctor, it's hard to explain if it's a fake.

    So he froze there.

    Xiang Huan continued, "It's her companion."

    Only then did the servant girl nod her head and said: "So that's how it isThe two of you who have worked so hard have made a trip, please follow me."

    The house is magnificent and spacious, much larger than Wan Yao's home and even Xiang's mansion, with a majestic gate and tight guards.  It can be seen that Peng Taishou should be very good at making money.

    The house is large, and there are naturally many servants who are in charge of management. Walking along the way, you can see many busy people with their heads bowed.

    Taking a quick glance on the porch, the sun illuminates bright rays of light, as if emanating from some kind of iron.

    Wan Yao took a step back, stepped back and walked side by side with Xiang Huan.

    Seeing this, the latter knew that he had something to say, so he bowed his head tacitly.

    "Did you find out?" She whispered to him in a low voice without any trace, "There are many prisoners of war from the Northwest Tribes."

    Xiang Huan hummed softly, and his eyes followed her as if sweeping aside.

    The border has always been a gray area beyond the control of the imperial court. Prisoners of war can be bought and sold without restriction like slaves, and the price is much cheaper than servants from ordinary families. In addition, it is never illegal to enslave captives.  I like to buy some at home, the picture is of high quality and low price.

    And this prefect's mansion seems to be even worse, it is the place where Wanyao has seen the most prisoners of war in his family so far.

    "Miss Wan, this way."

    As soon as the maid raised her hand, she blocked her sight, and went down the steps of the corridor, facing Miss Peng's boudoir.

    Just as the three of them were about to enter the door, a maid came out with a tray. She was wearing an iron ring in her right hand, and she inadvertently raised her eyes to meet Xiang Huan's gaze.

    Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, the young man leaned over nimbly and held it up firmly with one hand, without spilling a single drop of the tea in it.

    However, with a flash of effort, the servant girl in charge experienced a storm in her heart from the moment it subsided, which was even faster than a summer thunderstorm.

    After she was stunned, she began to reprimand sharply: "How do you see the road? Things with rough hands and feet! What if you hit a customer!"

    The girl kept bowing her head and apologizing deeply. Even after taking the tray from Xiang Huan, her arms were still shaking.

    "Still leaving!"

    Seeing her obediently running away, the servant girl smiled at Wan Yao embarrassedly, "Let the girl see the joke Our lady is inside."

    "It's okay." She shook her head.

    Waiting for the other party to walk ten steps away, Wan Yao put away her friendly smile, frowned at Xiang Huan and lowered her voice, "Look at you!"

    "what's wrong with me."

    "I agreed not to frighten people with my eyes."

    Xiang Huan only felt that the blame was on his shoulders, and he was so innocent, "Can you be reasonable, why did I scare her? My eyes are born like this!"

    Wan Yao was half complaining and half squinting at him helplessly, "Then reflect on how to change this problem."

    After thinking about it for a while, something was always missing, and he added, "No, you violated the regulations, and I will detain you for ten days."

    He was taken aback after hearing this, and watched her cross the threshold with some hesitation, and finally broke out: "No Hey, Wanyao!"

    "Why is there still a buckle? When did the third chapter of the Covenant mention this?"

    The latter stood in the courtyard and turned around, sternly reminding: "You can't come in, this is the girl's boudoir."

    ""

    He saw the two courtyard doors in front of him being closed, went around a few times scratching his head, and finally picked up a stone step and sat down irritably.

    It's only been less than half an hour, how come it hasn't increased in a day and it's reversed!

    Xiang Huan grabbed the grass with a headache and threw it on the ground.

    &She lifted her dress nervously, and stepped back in shock.

    "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you, you can't even look down on anyone!" Then he hurriedly asked Wan Yao, "Miss Wan, isn't she scared?"

    After a moment of silence, I heard a gentle reply: "I'm fine"

    The moment she spoke, the young man who had been tending the vegetation suddenly turned his head.

    The girl behind the shadows of many flowers has a slender and delicate figure, which appears more elegant and pure amidst countless rich fragrances.

    Some people are good-looking because of their skin, fair and beautiful, and delicious;

    He has seen countless people, and he can roughly imagine the other person's appearance just from a back view and a slight outline.

    ¡ª¡ªIntuition told him that this was a beauty.

    Under the corridor at this time.

    Wanyao was really taken aback at first glance by the other party, but before she could see clearly, Xiang Huan quickly covered her behind her back, with a guarded look on her face.

    She poked her head cautiously over his shoulder.

    This is a middle-aged man, thin as a stick, his bare/exposed skin is bruised and purple, some of which are still oozing blood.

    "help me¡­¡­"

    His complexion was extremely bad, his lips were lavender, and his description was dull. He seemed to have difficulty even speaking, but he stretched out his hand in their direction. His thin arm was hung with a heavy iron ring, as if he could be caught by others at any time.  Like breaking.

    "help me¡­¡­"

    Wan Yao grabbed Xiang Huan's lapel, her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and explained: "His complexion is dark, which is a sign of the decay of the spleen."

    "Although it is not easy to detect on the surface, the kidney water has probably overflowed. If it is not treated in time, it may not survive next spring."

    Knowing that she was kind-hearted, Xiang Huan turned his eyes and took a look, Wanyao met his gaze, "I'll take his pulse."

    So he stepped aside and stood beside her with folded arms, watching her gently hold the other's wrist.

    "His pulse is weak and feeble." Wan Yao raised her head and explained to Xiang Huan, "This is a sign of insufficient muscle energy. At this time, the skin and flesh are especially sensitive to pain. No wonder the pain is so severe under the stick  "

    The other party's internal organs have been exhausted, and he must have suffered a lot before.

    Even though she understands that it is best not to meddle in other people's housework, she still can't bear it. She frowned and shook her head softly, "It's been a while If you really do something wrong and need to be punished, it's better to give him a good time."

    "Mr. Zhang" who was standing by the side listened blankly to the girl's chatter, and didn't know where she came from, and didn't understand anything else. Anyway, he only realized the meaning of "you guys are too vicious".

    Immediately rolled up his sleeves and said dissatisfiedly: "Who are you? You meddling in your own business! I teach the servants a lesson, do you need your nonsense?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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