Xin Fenghan was a little embarrassed, "I didn't know you at that time...

Qing Lan was really "touched" in her heart by his "kindness".

"Qinglan, I still want to ask you, are you willing to leave Xinjing and go to Fuzhou with us?"

"Fuzhou... seems a bit far..." It's not that she doesn't want to, but even if she wants to go, it may not be possible, right? Also, her "mission" is to change lives, but I don't know whose life it is to change...

"Qinglan, what do you have to hide? Aren't you worried about the imminent death?" [

I wonder if God was responding to Xin Fenghan's question. As they were talking, they suddenly heard a man's low voice coming from the pavilion: "Young Master is not worried, so what are you afraid of?"

The two people were stunned at the same time. When they looked around, they couldn't see half a figure. In the dim night, only the breeze passed by, bringing a slight chill.

"But... everyone ran away one after another. The little one was really panicked..." Another voice said, sounding thinner and a little panicked.

"They... hum. Are they cowards who just took away some things and thought they can live happily?" The first man asked again, "Don't they pretend that no one else knows about their evil ideas? I

Let me tell you, in the past, as long as anyone dared to sneak away from the Hou Mansion without even taking away half of their hair, the Marquis and others could track him thousands of miles away, fish him out of his mother's bed, and kill him with thousands of swords.

Damn! That ability... the current young Marquis, I heard, is really something he inherited from his old man!"

The two voices, moving from far to near, were talking to themselves, as if they had not noticed the two striking living people in the pavilion at all.

Qing Lan and Xin Fenghan looked at each other, not knowing what they were playing about.

"But no matter how powerful the young Marquis is, what's the use? Brother Qian, tell me, if the house is really ransacked, even he won't be able to escape, right?"

"Little monkey, do you really think you can search your home? To tell you the truth, that is completely impossible! Mr. Marquis has been gone for seven or eight days, right? If you want to search your home, why don't you do it already? Who doesn't know?

There are mountains of gold, silver and jewels in the Marquis's Mansion. If the little emperor wants to ransack the house, why don't you give him time to wait until everything is gone?"

"That's true...Brother Qian, you go first."

The sound got closer and closer, as if it was right in front of you, and it seemed a little unreal, and the words that followed were even more incomprehensible. Qinglan was listening blankly, when suddenly the sound of water dripping came to her ears again.

Qing Lan suddenly realized, her face turned red, she quickly excused herself and walked away a few steps, saying: "This is not the sound in the pavilion."

Xin Fenghan was still puzzled. When he saw Qing Lan's expression, he didn't understand. He just said: "It's not the voice in the pavilion? Why is it so real?"

Qinglan had already walked to the stone table in the pavilion, looked around, then reached out and touched the copper ring embedded in the center of the table, saying: "What an exquisite mechanism~~~~~~~~~
Chapter completed!