The Counterfeit Madam Hou

After Xue Mu woke up, she could no longer sleep. He looked in the direction of the main house for a while, but put on his coat and went out.

Liu Qing fell asleep halfway, always feeling a sharp gaze staring at himself. She frowned and opened her eyes reluctantly.

Xue Muyin stood standing in front of the bed.

Liu Qinghuan swallowed, and sat up from the bed with a smile: "Houye, are you sleepwalking?"

Xue Mu was still staring at her.

The smile on Liu Qinghuan's face dried up even more: "Hehe, then I won't disturb your sleepwalking."

After she had said it, she was going to lie down on the bed again, but Xue Mu grabbed her wrist—the five-color lifeline that he wore for her.

"Since you're just a liar, why should you block a quiet hidden weapon for me?"

Xue Mu's voice was even cooler than the night, and Liu Qinghuan stunned subconsciously.

He didn't sleep at night just to ask himself this question? !!

Liu Qinghuan felt a bit intolerable.

She tried to withdraw her wrist, and when she realized that the other side was holding tighter, she reasonably gave up the struggle. She looked up at him and smiled. "Although I am a liar, I am a good-looking liar."

Xue Mu's eyes moved slightly.

When Liu Qinghuan thought they were going to face each other like this, Xue Mu finally let go of her hand.

"That's it."

The corner of his mouth was smiling, but Liu Qinghuan couldn't understand the meaning of that smile.

She watched Xue Mu walk out of the room, her eyes sinking gradually.

She must leave Hou House as soon as possible.

Although Liu Qinghuan's identity was broken down, his life in Hou's house is not much different from the past. Go to the old lady every morning and evening to greet you. Every day you have food and clothing to serve. The only difference is that you are being tracked too tightly.

However, there is only one person from Wei Tang, and it is impossible to stare at herself for twelve hours. When she goes to rest, it is usually when Xue Mu is in the government.

Liu Qinghuan thought about it, and to run away, of course, while Xue Mu was away, and to do bad things, of course, take advantage of the dark night of the moon.

However, Xue Mu was at the house in the dark night.

Liu Qinghuan was distressed.

She hesitated again and again, and decided to give up the dark night and chose Xue Mu to implement her escape plan when she was not in the house.

It was another dark black night, and Liu Qinghuan dragged his cheeks to look up at the dim moon in the sky, lamenting that he had missed another good time to escape.

She glanced in the direction of the lotus. Although there was still a distance from the main house, she still did not dare to run away while Xue Mu was there—she did not know how high Xue Mu ’s martial arts was. Once she was arrested Live, you have to peel off a layer of skin if you don't die.

She must think of a foolproof plan.

Hula, the wind blew a window behind him, Liu Qinghuan looked back, and then froze.

I don't know when there was an extra person in the room, wearing a mask and tall, hawkish eyes shining sharply in the night.

Liu Qinghuan shuddered, and then twitched at the corners of his mouth: "Aren't you still alive?"

Aers grinned with thin lips, and his voice was as arrogant as ever: "If you are talking about the little girl who is in the yard, then I suggest Xue Mu change you a bodyguard."

Liu Qinghuan corrected: "She is a prisoner."

Aers nodded. "It sounds great."

Liu Qinghuan pursed his lips: "I think your Chinese learning needs to be strengthened."

Aers showed a little impatience: "I'm not here to discuss my Mandarin level with you."

Liu Qinghuan blinked quickly: "Are you here to visit my boudoir?"

Aerston paused, then a strange smile suddenly appeared in his eyes: "Don't you want to escape from Hou's house, Cuckoo?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyebrows moved, and he looked innocently at Aers: "So you are looking for the cuckoo? I'm sorry to tell you that you have gone to the wrong place."

Aes looked at her face with a little surprise: "This man's leather mask is so good, he can make such a vivid expression."

Liu Qinghuan: "..."

I can cry for you, believe it or not.

Aers lamented Liu Qinghuan's face, and finally remembered his purpose of coming to Houfu: "I can help you escape from Houfu, and I can also guarantee that Xue Mu can't trouble you after you escape."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him and said nothing.

Aers raised his eyebrows and asked, "Don't you think Xue Mu can really block the news without leaking?"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head and said, "I'm just thinking about what conditions you plan to let me exchange with you."

Just after Aears moved his mouth, Liu Qinghuan took the lead again: "I won't use my body to make transactions."

Aes: "..."

He was silent for a while before he said, "I'm not interested in your body."

Liu Qinghuan added kindly: "My heart will not give it to you."

Aers took a deep breath, saying it verbatim: "."

Liu Qinghuan looked at him with a very sorry expression: "You are a few days late, and the painting has been taken away by Xue Mu."

Aes was unmoved: "You will have a way."

Liu Qinghuan gave him a surprised look: "Where did I give you this illusion?"

Aers pulled out his short knife without a word.

Liu Qing laughed and said, "You are right, I will definitely have a solution."

Aes retracted the sword with satisfaction.

"Ma'am, who are you talking to?" Qing Yan faintly heard some voices, and came up and knocked on the door uneasily.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the opposite person and said in the direction of the door: "I'm just singing poetry to the moon."

Qing Ye: "..."

She looked up at the gray moon outside the door, and sighed, "Tonight the moon is just right, it's no wonder Mrs. Poetry is flourishing."

"Yes, that's right."

Liu Qinghuan heard the footsteps of Qing Qing gone, and then exhaled softly. She glanced at Aers, who was still in the house, and blinked: "While I still have Shixing, talk about your plans quickly."

Aes said: "I am going to return to Dongganluo on the eighth of next month. I will try to get you into my team. As long as you arrive in Dongganluo, even Xue Mu will be out of reach. Of course, I will guarantee that you are here. Life there is definitely not worse than Hou Fu. "

Liu Qinghuan blinked again: "It sounds tempting, but why do I have to work with you?"

Liars can lie even if they don't have a companion. Even if she was alone, she would think of a way to escape Xue Mu.

Aes seemed to have expected that she would ask this question, and smiled and threw out a bigger bait: "You should know what mystery is in the four paintings of Ding Maoxue? You just have to ask for money, wait for me If you find the treasure successfully, you can share your part. "

Liu Qinghua smiled happily, and the range in which this part can fluctuate is large: "The treasure in your mouth seems to be the money from the Treasury."

Aes said: "Does the liar care about whose money? This is our money."

Our money.

Well, it's a good description. Liu Qinghuan had to admit that she was moved. However, there are other problems.

"I heard that four treasures must be collected before a treasure map can appear."

The implication is that even if you give him a pair, it is not much different from waste paper-she does not believe that Aes has the aesthetic appreciation of calligraphy and painting.

Aers looked at her for a while, and said what surprised Qingqing Huan tonight: "I have it."

Liu Qinghuan's eyes flickered quickly, and he asked doubtfully: "Are you sure the painting in your hand is real?"

Aers insisted: "If you exchange it, you'll fake it."

Liu Qinghuan looked down, and when he looked up again, there was no more emotion in his eyes: "How are you going to try to get me into your team?"

Aes said: "You think about it."

Liu Qinghuan: "..."

This natural tone once made her think that she understood him wrong: "Don't you say you managed?"

"Yeah, I mean by trying, you find a way, and I cooperate."

Liu Qinghuan: "..."

"Your Mandarin really needs to be strengthened." She can only make this evaluation.

Obviously, Aes didn't care about her evaluation. Now that the deal has been concluded, he has no reason to stay in Hou. Liu Qing was pleased when he saw that he was about to disappear as if he was here, and whispered to him: "Wait."

Aers hesitated, or looked back at her: "What else do you have?"

Liu Qing smiled and smiled, "I'm still a bit uneasy. In case your painting is fake, then I'm not too big?"

Aers narrowed his slender eyes and looked at her inquiringly: "What are you going to do?"

"Bring me the painting and let me have a look. I can tell it is true or false."

Aers' eyes were getting colder and colder, and he lowered his voice to her: "You better not want to play tricks, you should know that Xue Mu doesn't kill you now, doesn't mean he will never kill you."

Liu Qinghuan laughed softly: "You should also know that I can leave even if I don't cooperate with you."

The two looked at each other in this way for a long time, but in the end Aers stepped back first: "Well, I promise you."

Bringing the painting to her for a glance, he did not believe what she could do under his eyelids.

"It's still this time after three days." Aers finished, and flew out of her room, as fast as a flash of lightning.

Liu Qinghuan could not help clapping for his skill.

His martial arts may be comparable to Xue Mu.

She closed the window and lay down on the bed.

Aes said that on the eighth day of next month, he is preparing to return to the country of Tangerang. She couldn't help but gossip, and the word "prepared" was used very well. Is it really necessary to return?

The eighth day of next month, the day after the Star Festival.

She rolled over and closed her eyes. Now let her think about how to mix into Aers's team. 2k novel reading network