"Bring me Xiaoju!" the old lady said solemnly, with a look of displeasure on her face.
The woman beside the old lady immediately brought Xiaoju, who was hiding in the crowd behind, to the crowd.
"Old Madam Xiaoju, bring me here." The old woman pushed Xiaoju forward and said respectfully.
"Well, Xiaoju, let me ask you, I heard Dongmei say that you have heard other noises in Chunfeng Room, is it true?" The old lady asked Xiaoju with an expression that showed no emotion or anger.
"Back...back, old lady. My slave, I have indeed heard it." Xiaoju said, looking at the spring breeze in horror, as if she was very afraid of the spring breeze.
Those who didn’t know thought that Chunfeng had done something cruel to her!
"Really? Then tell me, what exactly did you hear?" Chunfeng showed an evil smile on his face and narrowed his eyes towards Xiaoju.
"Young lady, slave, slave, you can't tell lies to the old lady, please forgive me." Maid Xiaoju didn't say what she heard, she just kept begging Chunfeng to forgive her.
Those actions and words are full of imagination, as if Chunfeng has really done something shameful and is not allowed to talk about it.
"I'm asking you what exactly did you hear? If you talk about him like this, does it prove that you are lying?" Chunfeng sneered. She didn't know when such a rip-off person appeared in her yard.
But having said that, this is the Duke's Mansion, and Xiao Ju is also a member of the Duke's Mansion. If you help her, you will be cheating.
It's really ridiculous, it's like living under someone else's roof. At this moment, Chunfeng is even more determined to work hard to make money and move out as soon as possible.
"Miss, I just want to ask for forgiveness from the lady, and I didn't lie. That day, I did hear some movement in the corridor of the lady's room. I looked at the shadow reflected in the light in the room, and it seemed to be a man. Please, Madam, Miss. Mingjian, this slave will never dare to tell any lies."
Xiaoju leaned forward, fell to her knees and said to the old lady with a sad look on her face.
"Really? Do you remember when it was?" Chunfeng asked, still as calm as a pine tree.
"Yes... it was the night before you got sick, Miss Chunfeng." Xiaoju lowered her head and whispered, her tone seeming to be filled with infinite guilt for Chunfeng.
"Are you sure? Why are you, a little maid, staying up in the middle of the night and running outside my room door? Could it be that someone ordered you to come here specifically to listen to my corner?" A dangerous light burst out in Chunfeng's eyes.
"No, no, I am unjust. I just remembered that the young lady sometimes has trouble sleeping at night. I want to help you light a piece of soothing incense, but I don't want to bump into you suddenly..."
Xiaoju was not nervous when she heard Chunfeng's question. She rolled her eyes and took out the words she had prepared.
"Huh, I haven't used that soothing incense for a long time, don't you know? Besides, the things in my room are always taken care of by Cuizhu. When will it be the turn of you, a third-class girl, to worry about it?"
Chunfeng's words are loud and sound, and everything he says is well-founded. Xiaoju was unable to refute for a moment.
"Miss Chunfeng, Xiaoju only cares about you and accidentally ruined your good deeds. Please spare her!"
Dongmei on the side suddenly crawled to Chunfeng on her knees and prayed pitifully.
"That's enough!" The old lady slammed the table hard and said angrily: "Xiaoju, have you seen clearly who is in the lady's room? If we don't explain this matter clearly today, what will be waiting for you and Dongmei? Know?"
"Slave, slave..."
"Old lady, old lady..."
Just when Xiaoju was about to speak, the housekeeper's loud call suddenly came from the yard.
"What can make you panic like this?" the old lady said with an unhappy expression.
But Butler Chu is an old man in the house after all. After being in the He family for so many years, the old lady also needs to give him some face.
Although he was unhappy, he still didn't say anything serious.
"Old madam, old madam, the distinguished guests are here. The master asked you to take some ladies to the front hall to meet the guests!"
Butler Chu ran to the old lady with some hasty and strenuous steps, panted slightly, calmed down before saying with a happy face.
"What kind of distinguished guest? Such a big party." The old lady was curious, who would come to their house at this time.
"Well, the master asked you to take a few ladies with you." Butler Chu said cheerfully.
"Okay, let's go then. Let's talk about other things when we come back." The old lady glanced at the people in the room and said.
Since it is really precious for my son to be so anxious to invite people to invite people who must come, he has no choice but to put things down here first and talk about it later.
Just now, Butler Chu said that he would take all the ladies out, so Chunfeng Chunyu and Chunfeng Niang followed him out.
The group of people came to the front hall and saw the Protector He Renyu from a distance. He respectfully and smilingly spoke to the man who was dressed in black with gold trim and embroidered with grand patterns.
The man's back was turned to them. Looking at his figure, he felt that he was a heroic and majestic man.
A group of warblers came to the main hall and saw each other's true appearance.
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on that person.
Some are fanatical, some are obsessed, some admire, some are puzzled, and some are surprised.
But that person's eyes only stayed on one person.
"I have met King Yao!" When the old lady saw the face of the visitor clearly, she immediately stepped forward and saluted.
Everyone else immediately followed and saluted together: "See you, King Yao!"
Baili Mochen stood up and helped the old lady up personally and said, "Old madam, there is no need to be so polite. I am here today to thank you for being my savior. Please forgive me for all the courtesy."
Baili Mochen first helped the old lady up, then explained his purpose of coming, and asked everyone else to excuse themselves.
The old lady stood up, looked at Baili Mochen, and asked doubtfully: "This... King Yao's savior? I wonder who King Yao is talking about?"
King Yao's savior? Why is it in their house? Why has she never heard anyone talk about it
The old lady asked with doubts in her heart.
Baili Mochen smiled slightly, his eyes swept over the people behind the old lady one by one, and finally stopped at Chunfeng.
Chunfeng's heartbeat was abnormally fast at this time. It seemed like this was the first time they had met in front of others.
Unexpectedly, he turned out to be the God of War, Prince Yao, whom everyone praised. They all said that beauties love heroes. Although Chunfeng said she didn't care before, when she really found out, she couldn't help but feel waves in her heart.
When He Pingting saw Baili Mochen, her eyes were full of obsession and fanaticism, but she quickly covered it up.
The next moment, he raised his head high, like a proud peacock.
She thought this would attract his attention, but unfortunately he didn't even look at her.