After rebirth, the female supporting role only wanted to have a grand funeral

Chapter 227 Woman Danqing
The Sun family is lively, but the Xue family has been completely silent these few days, like a pool of stagnant water, without even a ripple.

Until Hong Ling finally drew a painting and sent it over.

In the past few days, she has been lying on the roof, exposed to the wind and the sun. If she took a pen and paper, it would probably be useless. A kind of thin and small bamboo slips.

It is easy to take and carry, and it can be rolled into a small tube with just one roll, so it is not easy to be found when it is carried on the body.

"Many guards were added to the study, working in three shifts every day, never stopping.

That woman doesn't go out often, and most of the time she is in the study with Mr. Xue, and can only see a figure, or a very blurred side face. Sun, this servant has the opportunity to see the woman's face. "

Having said that, Hong Ling hesitated for a moment.

"The servant thinks... that woman seems to have found the servant."

Hearing this, Xue Shu also raised her eyebrows: "The woman knows martial arts?"

Hong Ling nodded, thought for a while, then shook her head again: "This servant only knows that the girl's lightness kung fu is excellent, as for martial arts... this servant has not seen it with her own eyes, so I can't be sure."

Qingyu stared at Xue Shu for a while, then tentatively said, "Girl, you still don't recognize her?"

Unless they were born to the same mother like Mu Sheng and Mu Mu, and the appearance of the two brothers and sisters is [-]% similar, she can recognize them at a glance.

Xue Shu nodded and took the bamboo slips.

Even if she turns into ashes, she will never forget this feeling.

However, after all, she couldn't resist the traces of time, and in terms of appearance, she was far inferior to the woman in the painting just now.

The noble ladies in Beijing are very generous towards themselves, no matter how expensive or rare something is, as long as it is good for their face, they can wipe it on their face as if they don't need money.

Xue Shu held her little face in her hands, and was so worried that nothing was left but worry.

Xue Shu sneered: "Sister and sister, it's Chuchu's mother."

shouldn't be...

She doesn't know people well.

Xue Shu frowned, staring at the woman in the painting, looked up and down several times, only felt very familiar, but not 100% sure.

When Qingyu saw the painting, she immediately exclaimed: "Does this woman have anything to do with Miss Chuchu? Why do they look so similar!"

"Mother..." Qingyu's eyes widened, and the eyeballs almost fell out.

But in the vast rivers and lakes outside, there must be some weird people who specialize in lightness kung fu and use it to visit the mountains and rivers. Therefore, since she didn't see it with her own eyes, Hong Ling didn't dare to say it lightly.

After Qingyu closed the door, she went back to Xue Shu and stood beside Xue Shu, with some doubts on her face: "My lord is suddenly like this, what's the big deal? It can't be..."

Xue Yue, no matter how important he seems to be on the surface, in fact, he cares most about himself.

Therefore, the most likely thing is to introduce the woman who is hiding in the study room under the pretense of giving them a chance.

The master and servant shook their heads and sighed, but suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.

People say who looks alike, like nose or eyes, but she can't tell.

Because he only cares about himself, before he makes a decision, he will weigh repeatedly, what is good for him and what is bad for him after doing this matter, and when the two phases are weighed, the pros outweigh the cons. will do.

I really don't know how that is maintained.

"Yes." Hong Ling took a step forward very consciously, and put the bamboo slips away.

So she simply called Qingyu in.

How could he cause trouble for himself at this time.

And the child is as old as Xue Shu.

It turned out to be the female envoy at the door: "Girl, the lord has sent a message that you have just returned from your mother's house with the lady, and you have to catch up with the wind. Tonight there will be a banquet in the flower hall in the front yard, and the girl must go."

With Qingyu's mention, Xue Shu couldn't even remember what Chuchu's eyes looked like.

The current Xue Yue should know what the support of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion means to him best.

Qingyu hurriedly stepped forward to open the door.

"Like?" Xue Shu frowned, then squinted her eyes to look at the painting.

This is really not like Xue Yue's style.

So Qingyu stepped forward and covered the lower half of the woman's face with her hand, only showing a pair of eyebrows and eyes: "Miss, look, these eyes are carved out of the same mold as Miss Chuchu!"

Now, she really couldn't figure out what Xue Yue was thinking.

Hearing this, Xue Shu also nodded.

As soon as she left, only Xue Shu and Qingyu's master and servant were left in the room.

Xue Shu frowned.

"The lord said that they are going to go, and they must be present. This is what the lord has repeatedly asked." The maid replied with a bowed body, not daring to be slighted.

Xue Shu coughed and glanced at her: "Just be sure."

Xue Shu nodded and waved her to go down.

Although according to common sense, a person with good lightness kung fu is not much worse in martial arts, not to mention that the woman discovered her, this keenness alone is not something that ordinary people can have.

Xue Shu nodded, and put the bamboo slips on the table: "Take it down and burn it, clean it up."

That's right, the woman in the painting seems to be in her early twenties, even if it's just a painting, she has a quiet temperament, she doesn't look like a mother who has already become a mother.

Or was that woman really powerful, what ecstasy soup did Xue Yue drink, which made Xue Yue make such a decision?

"The woman in the painting is so young, how could she have a daughter as old as Miss Chuchu?" Qingyu covered her mouth and whispered in Xue Shu's ear.

Once that woman is introduced, it is bound to anger the Xue Lu clan, that is to say, the entire Zhenbeihou Mansion.

But looking at the woman's eyes in the painting, she does have a very familiar feeling.

Qingyu obviously knows about her girl's lack of recognition

After careful calculation, in fact, nothing major has happened in the house recently.

Qingyu suppressed a smile, and nodded lightly: "Don't worry, girl, the servant dares to be a guarantee, that woman must have a very close relationship with Miss Chuchu! Is she a sister? That woman seems to be older than Miss Chuchu, she should be her sister, right? "

"May I go, mother?"

No wonder Zhu Yaoxing refused to tell about this woman.

What a great character!
"Girl?" Seeing her girl's frowning look, Qingyu called out softly, "Girl, don't think so much, why don't you lie down for a while?"

Xue Shu shook her head and said, "No need, let's do your makeup. ——No need to be grand."

She wasn't sure what Xue Yue wanted to do tonight, but no matter what he wanted to do, he couldn't dress too fancy.

(End of this chapter)