The beauty of this palace will kill you in minutes

Chapter 42 Soft
There is no moon tonight, only the faint light of the lantern.

The wind gently swayed the fragrance of the flowers, and the woman standing in front of the flowers was slender, and her voice was melodious, which made people instantly fascinated.

Wei Guan's hard heart, soaked in the night, softened a little, and said slowly: "It's getting late, snakes and insects are everywhere, I'll take you back!"

Xia Fei was a little taken aback, why is Wei Tiao's attitude so friendly?After thinking for a moment, she understood again, and asked, "Has Madam Gu's cough improved?"

Wei Guan nodded and said, "It's much better. Last night, I was able to sleep for more than two hours, and I looked pretty good when I got up early."

The two talked and walked forward side by side.

Nanny Zhu carried a lantern and walked in front silently.

Seeing Xia Fei's light footsteps, Wei Yan slowed down and asked casually, "You arrived at Peony Pavilion so late, are you waiting for me?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted it.The girl came to wait at night, waiting to meet him by chance, how could it be exposed?
Xia Fei didn't know what Wei Yan was thinking, so she followed his words and replied, "I want to ask you, have you considered what you said last time? If you have considered it, I will let go and make arrangements."

Wei Guan looked around and said in a low voice, "Let me first check to see if the host has any enemies."

As soon as Xia Fei heard it, she knew that Wei Yu was worried, and wanted to find out who the abbot of Guanghua Temple had made a feud with, so that someone wanted to set fire in the temple.

She nodded and said, "You have to give me an answer within three days."

Wei Guan said: "Yes."

Seeing that he was out of the garden and approaching the inner courtyard, Wei Guan stopped in order to see him off.

Xia Fei led Nanny Zhu through the Moon Cave Gate, and quickly returned to her room.

Nanny Zhu helped Xia Fei remove her make-up and wash up, and said, "Miss, let's go to bed early! Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, so I have to get up early to go to incense with the old lady!"

Xia Fei responded, but she was not in a hurry to rest, she just opened the drawer, took out the Tianhuang seal Liu Qinghao gave her, and started playing with it.

Grandma Zhu saw it at a glance, and blurted out: "Miss, do you want to see Dr. Liu tomorrow?"

Xia Fei chuckled softly, "Nurse, you can guess what I want to do tomorrow with just one small move I make?"

Nanny Zhu curled her lips and said: "Tomorrow I will go to Jing'an Temple to offer incense, and Dr. Liu is recuperating in Jing'an Temple. Now you will come out to play with the seal again. No matter how slow I am, I can guess it."

Only then did Xia Fei admit, "Tomorrow, I really want to see Dr. Liu, and I need to entrust him with some things."

Nanny Zhu secretly calculated: General Chen, Young Master Cheng, Young Master Wei, Doctor Liu, and Xie Tu who sneaked into the mansion tonight, there are five men in total.Ma'am, who are you looking for?
Nanny Zhu never imagined that, besides these five men, there was also Duan Minghui who had seen the portrait. Although she wasn't sure who the beauty was, she was fascinated by her and tossed and turned.

Duan Minghui tossed and turned on the bed for half the night, without feeling sleepy, so he put on his clothes and got up, turned on the lamp, spread out the drawing paper in front of the desk, and planned to draw.

The book boy came in and asked, "Master, it's not yet dawn, why are you up?"

"Can't sleep." Duan Minghui waved: "Come here and grind the ink."

The book boy tried his best to turn on the light and began to polish the ink, saying, "Young Master, why did you come to Yaxing in the middle of the night?"

"Hush!" Duan Minghui signaled Shutong to keep silent, he took the pen, and drew a picture of a beauty according to his thoughts.

The book boy tilted his head to look at it, a little puzzled, this beauty is somewhat like the beauty in Cheng Gongzi's portrait.

After Duan Minghui finished painting, he looked at the painting himself, shook his head and said, "It's not as good as that painting. It seems that you have to see a real person to make a good painting. No, my painting skills are not as good as Cheng Yujing's, and I'm afraid I can't paint the charm. "

He put down his pen and said to himself: "There are still two hours before I can see the real person."

(End of this chapter)