On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Huo Changxian originally wanted to talk alone when Hong Yu mentioned old stories about Yongchang County Lord, but then he thought about it, now these things have caused an uproar in the whole city, and he has even arrested several storytellers.

Instead of being secretive and covering one's ears, it is better to speak openly and make Mr. Jia feel that he is not shy and treats Mr. Jia as one of his own.

The boy quickly went to reply.

Huo Changxian forced a smile: "There is a female counselor in the mansion who rarely comes out. Maybe there is something urgent this time. I asked her to come here to speak."

Huo Changhe said: "Is it inappropriate to talk here? What if it is something important?"

"Young Master and I hit it off as old friends. Our relationship is sincere and there is nothing we can't say." Huo Changxian raised his glass, "Come, let me toast you."

Now that he said that, Huo Changhe didn't bother to say anything else, and he just wanted to meet this Hongyu girl.

Before anyone arrived, Yan Ruyu smelled the aroma first.

It seems to have the same smell as the sachet that Huo Changxian wore before.

She frowned slightly and put her fingers under her nose.

Huo Changxian immediately remembered what happened that time and ordered the servant: "Let Miss Hongyu remove the sachet and bring it up again."

The boy didn't know why, so he went to do it quickly.

Hong Yu was arriving at the small downstairs. As soon as she went up the steps, the servant stopped her and said, "Miss Hong Yu, please take off the sachet before going up."

Hong Yu was wearing a plain dress without any gorgeous decorations. She only wore a sachet around her waist, in which she picked out several precious spices and put it in.

Do you want her to take it off now?

"Why is this?" Hong Yu was puzzled, "Young Master has never asked me to get rid of the sachet before."

Not only this, but it was also the first time for her to come here to reply.

Usually when Huo Changxian comes to see her, he always goes to her yard and never lets her run around unless she wants to move around.

The repeated exceptions made today made her a little uneasy.

"I don't know this," the servant replied, "Girl, you'd better do as you are told."

Hong Yu was a little annoyed and said coldly: "What if I don't pick it?"

The young man lowered his head and said, "Girl, please don't embarrass me. I am also acting on the orders of the young master."

"However, I still advise you to obey the Young Master's instructions. The Young Master is still waiting for you up there."

Hong Yu stared at him for a long time, sneered, took it off and threw it to him: "Keep it for me, I will return it later."

"Yes."

Stepping upstairs, Hongyu realized that there were others, and there were two of them.

How to talk about this?

She paused and looked at the two guests.

Just in time, Yan Ruyu also looked up at her.

The woman in front of her was wearing a plain dress. It looked plain, and the material was good. The hem of the skirt was slightly swaying, as if there was moonlight flowing through it. Yan Ruyu followed the eldest lady along the way to look at the materials for making clothes, and she also recognized many silks and satins.

This should be the valuable Moonlight Brocade.

Her black hair is lightly pulled back and the ends of her hair are still a little dry. She wears a veil on her face, exposing her forehead and eyes.

The hair quality is average. It should be maintained the way it is now. The eyebrows are a bit thin and shaped like a crescent moon. The eyes are single-lidded. The eyes are narrow and thin, and the distance from the eyebrows is a bit far.

To be honest, this eyebrow shape is not suitable for me.

This eyebrow shape is mostly seen on women with round faces, making them look noble and dignified.

Although her face was gauzy, Yan Ruyu could still tell that Hong Yu's face was long, thin, and slightly pointed.

Looking at her standing posture, she is indeed tall and straight, but it is too straight, as if she is holding it up deliberately, without the sense of elegance that every lady has engraved in her bones day after day.

With just a few glances and a few details, Yan Ruyu could tell that this Hongyu was definitely not from a wealthy family, but was from a small family.

Yan Ruyu remained calm, and Hong Yu also looked at her. Judging from the style of her clothes, she looked like a little maid, but the material of the clothes was really good, the cut was good, and there was a jade pendant on her waist.

The skin is fair and moist, and the fingers are slender and smooth. It seems that he has not done any rough work.

The key thing is that she is still sitting at the same table with two men!

Hong Yu was simply baffled that a slave dared to serve on the table?

She rarely dines at the same table as Huo Changxian!

Looking at the young man next to him, he looks bad and coughs from time to time. He is very sick, but he looks pretty good. I don’t know his identity.

Before Hong Yu had time to think about it, Huo Changxian was already calling her: "Hong Yu, come here."

Hong Yu walked over, holding her head high and looking at Yan Ruyu.

"Hongyu didn't know that the young master has a guest," she hinted, "I wonder whose noble lady this is, can she dine with the young master?"

Huo Changxian was stunned, hearing the sarcasm in her tone.

"My friend has no identity before. Hongyu, sit down. Do you have anything important to say?"

Hong Yu was simply shocked. She didn't expect Huo Changxian to speak for her!

What does it mean? What signal is implied?

Could it be because she had always declined Huo Changxian, and Huo Changxian fell in love with him and fell in love with this little slave again?

Hong Yu felt malicious and glanced at Yan Ruyu: "Master, what I want to say is of great importance. It seems inappropriate to say it in front of outsiders."

Huo Changxian also felt that she was too busy and ignorant, and he didn't bother to think about it. How could the status of the person who could drink with him here be different?

I just use my identity as an excuse.

Yan Ruyu didn't seem to hear and concentrated on eating fish. Huo Changhe looked at Huo Changxian while coughing.

Huo Changxian looked embarrassed: "There are no outsiders. Mr. Jia is my friend, just like me. If you have anything important, please tell me quickly."

Hong Yu suppressed her anger and whispered: "Sir, what I want to say is related to the county lord."

"Say."

"Young Master must be aware of what happened to the county lord back then. The county lord has been here for so many years and has nothing to do with the palace, so his life is considered peaceful," Hong Yu said with a change of tone.

Yan Ruyu also wondered what she could calculate and listened with her ears straightened up.

Hong Yu paused and then said: "Now, these peaceful days may be shattered like a mirror, and it will never be restored to the original state."

Huo Changxian's heart sank slightly: "What does the girl mean by this? You might as well say it more clearly."

Hong Yu glanced at Yan Ruyu and saw that she only knew how to eat, and felt inexplicably blocked.

"I watched the sky at night and found that something strange happened. The stars were opposite to the moon. This is really a bad omen and is not good for the county owner!"

Huo Changxian frowned: "How should we resolve this? Please let the girl know clearly."

Yan Ruyu heard her speak seriously, as if it was really happening, and was a little curious as to what kind of flowers she could tell.

Miss Hongyu took a deep breath: "Sir, according to my observation, a group of people will enter the city early tomorrow morning."

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked at each other, and they understood each other tacitly—could she be talking about us?

If so, that would be embarrassing.

Yan Ruyu held back her laughter, Huo Changhe gently held her hand under the table, and both of them held back their laughter.

Then I heard Kureha speak again.