Bring your son to chase after your wife, please go home

Chapter 216 Holding the Hand (7)
"The most important question now is, where did Pan Yang get so much money to redeem Miaoxuan's body?" Ye Hen gently held the teacup with his fingers, lowered his eyebrows in thought.

"Yes!" Miao Yan said with a light smile: "At that time, many young masters in the pavilion laughed at him, saying that even if he sold himself, he would not have the money to redeem Miao Xuan's body, but he patted his chest and said that as long as the next day , Guaranteed to have countless silver in hand, not to mention redeeming Miaoxuan's body, even buying a few more sons will be fine."

"Where do you think Pan Yang's money comes from?" Baili Changge stopped at the stairs in the room where the witty words came out, and said softly: "Pan Yang's mother is a widow, she doesn't want to have so much money." Money?" Seemingly thinking of something, she said again: "We saw all those betrothal gifts when we were at Qin Dai's house. At least, when Pan Yang's mother came and clamored to bring back the dowry, Pan Yang casually dissuaded her, and his mother obediently went home without mentioning the dowry. Their family is really so rich? "

"Pan Yang's mother is still in the government office." Ye Hen said, "I'm afraid I can only ask her these questions."

"Then let's go back first!" Baili Changge said and walked downstairs. When he reached the second floor, a red shadow suddenly flashed in the room just now, and he was in front of Baili Changge in an instant.

Baili Changge was startled by the lightning speed, so she hurriedly stopped.

The man in red stood in front of her, his thin and moist lips slightly raised, holding a small sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand.

Baili Changge looked at the white and slender hands, and then at the eyes that were so clean that there was no trace of dust, and suddenly felt that what he was holding in his hand was not ordinary sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but a unique treasure in this world, and he, To look at him more than once was like blasphemy.

"Thank you for carrying me back, this, please eat." After a long time, the man spoke slowly, and handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of her.

The corners of Baili Changge's mouth twitched almost invisibly, thinking whether this person just entered the mortal world or is there something wrong with his mind?

Just want to thank her for saving her life with a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake?

But having said that, it seemed that the assassins retreated inexplicably after this person appeared last night. Calculated, the other party should have saved her life, and she also let Shen Qianbi beat his head severely.

"Ahem..." Thinking of this, Baili Changge felt very sorry. She coughed dryly twice, and said righteously: "Your Excellency is too polite, as the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda , I am doing this to accumulate virtue for myself, and I should." After speaking, he raised his eyes and glanced lightly at Ye Hen next to him, and sure enough, he saw that his complexion was not very good.

After curling her lips, she quickly lowered her head and stopped looking at the man in red.

"I can make a red light." The man didn't seem to feel the existence of Ye Hen at all, his translucent eyes were only focused on Baili Changge, and his voice was clear and moist, with a hint of cautious solicitation, "You don't want osmanthus cake, then May I give you a red light? It can light your way home."

Hearing this, Ye Hen's originally unattractive face darkened a bit, "Your red light is not suitable for everyone to light."

The man acted as if he had never heard of it, and was still focused on Baili Changge. After a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Don't you want the red light too?"

"Uh... um... Actually, I can find my way home without lighting a lamp." Baili Changge replied in a difficult way.

"That's it..." The man suddenly realized, his eyes finally retracted from Baili Changge's drooping face, and stayed on the fingers of the two of them for a moment, then slowly turned his head to look at the dark night outside the small window in the corridor , for a long time, murmured: "It turns out that you can find your way home without lighting a lamp."

(End of this chapter)