Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 135: Separated by a wall

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"The guest officer calms down and calms down anger," the shopkeeper smiled, "This is indeed our negligence, but we must pay attention to integrity in doing business. Otherwise, we will not shirk responsibility. The guest officer returned the two rooms. I want to find a way to help you find a place to live, how about compensation? So I don’t have to break my trust, and you can also have a place to stay."

"Do you also know that you need to be honest in business? I took all the house numbers and gave the deposit. You told me that the room was booked early?" Qian Wanjin sneered, "You want to maintain your integrity to the guests over there now. , What about me? Who will give you the integrity?"

I was impatient enough to find a place for half an afternoon. I finally booked the room, right? Looking back, I made a mistake? Oops, he is so violent, if it weren't for Fu Nun Nuan by the side, he would have beaten him!

"There is really no way for a small business, please forgive me, please forgive me." Despite Qian Wanjin's anger, the shopkeeper always greeted him with a smile, which was a headache.

"Forget it, since the shopkeeper said that they can provide us with a place to stay, let's make do with it, I will go to see which inn has vacancies tomorrow." Enter.

Hearing that Liu Yusheng meant compromise, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for the girl's understanding, rest assured, I will definitely arrange it for you!"

Qian Wanjin sneered at the promise of the shopkeeper slapped his chest.

The booked room can still be recovered, and the integrity is gone. Who dares to listen to the guarantee

Leave the inn affairs to the supervisor, the shopkeeper personally took them out, and finally stopped in front of a small courtyard of a residential house.

Grey walls and black tiles, vermilion lacquered gates, there is a heavy sense of history.

"That's it." The shopkeeper went up and slammed the door. After three beeps, the door slowly opened. "I have brought people here. Could you please arrange a place for them to live? There is an oolong in the inn, I There is no other way to disturb you."

The one who opened the door was an old man with gray hair. He waved his hand and smiled.

Greeting Liu Yusheng, Qian Wanjin and others to enter the door, a small servant immediately came up and took the carriage away.

Accompanied by the old man, the shopkeeper took the opportunity to say goodbye.

This yard has a sense of history from the outside, but the layout inside is very elegant, the gardens and rockeries contrast with each other, the grounds are spacious, and the cleaning is very clean.

It can be seen that the owner of the house is very particular.

The old man brought a group of four people to the guest room. Qian Wanjin and Da Huang were arranged in the East Chamber, and Liu Yusheng and Wei Hong were in the West Chamber.

With the door open, you can see the layout of the guest room at a glance.

The decoration is simple but luxurious, looks simple and elegant, the bed is soft and all available, and the clean and tidy is surprisingly clean.

This environment is much better than the inn, and it is clean.

"Each of you has a room. Let’s live here for the time being. Later, there will be a maid bringing hot water, and some of you can freshen up, and rest when you are tired. If you are hungry, let the maid go to the kitchen steward to cook. What's the matter? You can go to the concierge to find me and call me Fu Bo." The old man turned around and left after he explained it.

Qian Wanjin hurriedly stopped people, "Uncle Fu! How much is the rent for a night here?"

"Just like the inn, give it to me when you leave." Fubo smiled and left.

"I'm not daydreaming, am I?" Qian Wanjin pinched a handful of rhubarb. "When I thought I was unlucky, I suddenly smashed a big pie. That feeling is too unreal."

Rhubarb was so painful that tears came out, "Master, we also need to pay for the money when we live here, so please feel at ease!"

Liu Yusheng glanced at each other with Wei Hong, frowning slightly, "Since we are here, let's stay here, I won't find a good place to look outside at this time. It's better to take a good rest."

Wei Hong's eyes flickered and nodded, "Be careful at night."

It was night, and the people who had been tossing for a long time were so tired that they lay down in bed and fell asleep.

It was Liu Yusheng who had been admonishing himself to be vigilant, and he could not resist the drowsiness.

In another guest room of the West Wing, a dark shadow flashed out of the room, with a quick ghostly appearance. After checking the surroundings of the guest room, he was waiting to sneak into other places in the small courtyard and was blocked.

"Wei Hong, don't fight! Your own person!" The man in the black clothed mask whispered.

"you?"

The man tore off his face towel, "I, Wei Bai!"

Wei Hong was overjoyed immediately, "So, the master is here?" The hidden guard needs to follow the master at all times. Wei Bai is here, so the master must be there.

"It's very safe here. You can stay at ease and don't run around if you have nothing to do." Wei Bai acquiesced, "The master said, you and Wei Lan did a good job. You have worked hard."

"Serving the Lord is a humble duty!"

After receiving a compliment from the master, Wei Hong went back to the guest room and did not fall asleep almost all night.

In the past nine years, in order not to be caught by others, she and Wei Lan couldn't even contact the capital. She actually treated herself as a refugee and lived in Cangwu Town and Xinghua Village for nine years.

Although it is not bitter, it will inevitably feel like I have been abandoned as time goes by.

The master has worked hard, and affirmed both their dedication and their position.

They are still royal guards.

The young man frowned at Xiaozhu, which was separated from this other courtyard by a wall, and asked Wei Zi anxiously, "What's wrong with the emperor, I've locked myself in the room for a long time!"

"The prince is just trying to restrain his emotions." Wei Zi said.

"Why restraint? Who made the emperor angry? Someone dare?"

"The emperor will understand in the future."

The teenager curled his lips and said nonchalantly, "Is it related to the woman we saw on the street?"

Close the door tightly and slam it open, "If you shouldn't ask, don't ask too much."

The Qing Jun man stood at the door of the room, his eyes were cold and sharp, no longer calm and indifferent.

The young man dared not look at him, lowered his head, his eyes covered by long eyelashes filled with grievances.

In the eyes of the emperor, he was a worthless kid. Can't get into his eyes, can't even bother about his affairs.

In fact, the uncle Huang never opened his heart to him, never regarded him as his own.

Therefore, he will be guarded against.

"Wei Zi, take the emperor to rest." He calmed down his tone and ordered, and the man's voice showed fatigue.

The ears finally cleared.

The bright moon hung high on the sky, the stars were shining, and the halo that fell down made the flames dim a bit.

Feng Qingbai walked out of the room, step by step, approached the wall separating her and him, stretched out his hand, and pasted it against the wall.

He missed the girl for nine years, sleeping soundly beside him by the wall.

If he can hold up a worry-free sky for her by reaching out, then it doesn't matter if he doesn't see it.