Staring at Zhao Wanxi''s ferocious smile, he Xunmei can''t help but cool her back. Suddenly, she has an ominous premonition. When she breaks through the door, she sees a famous maid in the yard lying on the ground, her face is dark blue, and her mouth is foaming.


    "Second lady, this little girl He''s poisonous


    He Xunmei Dingqing saw that in addition to a maid who was poisoned and fell to the ground, several people were chased all over the yard by a three-year-old or four-year-old child. From time to time, they screamed in horror.


    Seeing such a picture, he Xunmei is already flustered. What''s the meaning of this? Do three or four year olds know how to poison? It''s terrible!


    "Ah mu, come in!"


    Zhao Wanxi calls ah Mu and gives a lesson to he Xunmei and the servant girl beside her. It''s not good for her and ah Mu if her life gets worse.


    A boy does not forget to stare at he Xunmei fiercely. He Xunmei''s sharp eyes make her body wordy. She has never seen such a young child with such lethality in her eyes.


    "You Wait and see


    He Xunmei''s mouth was hard, but she was scared to a soft spot. She ordered her to leave the cold yard with the convulsive servant girl.


    Looking at he Xunmei''s embarrassed appearance, Zhao Wanxi and a mu look at each other and smile. They have a tacit understanding between mother and son.


    Late at night, Amu fell asleep on his bed. Outside, the sky suddenly changed. It seemed that it was going to rain. The wind from the window made the candle on the table suddenly go out, and it was dark in an instant.


    Zhao Wanxi wanted to light the candle, but the wind was so strong that she had to close the window first.


    There is no moon outside the window, the night is dark and the wind is high. A dark shadow hidden in the night breaks through the window, just like black lightning breaking through the void.


    The wooden windows closed quietly, and the sleeves of men''s robes were waving in the dark. In the blink of an eye, the candlelight on the desk lit up again. Zhao Wanxi''s tall and straight body covered with black cape came into view.


    "It''s you?"


    Zhao Wanxi uttered a cold voice and glanced at amu, who was sleeping on the bed. "The Wuji Lord didn''t think of looking for his son until now. It''s really fast enough!"


    The irony of chiguoguo!


    It''s been seven or eight days since we went down the mountain? The reflection arc of the Supreme Lord is really long enough!


    Under the gorgeous low-key silver mask, the man''s eagle eyes are dim: "I''m not here to find him."


    Zhao Wanxi was stunned: "what are you doing?"


    But she couldn''t help complaining: the Wuji Lord''s heart is really big enough. She didn''t worry or worry about her son leaving him with her for a few days! Does she look like a good person?


    In the dark, the man''s tall and straight body approached her with sharp eyes: "I heard that the second lady of taishifu came to see you? What do you have to do with the people in taishifu? "


    In a flash, the treacherous silver mask was close at hand. The eyes were dark and cold, with obvious warning color.


    Zhao Wanxi''s Apricot eyes half narrowed and looked at the warning color at the bottom of the man''s eyes. She picked on her eyebrows: "do you send someone to watch me?"


    The man''s tone is still cold: "I just send someone to protect my son. I have no interest in following doctor Zhao."


    In the dim light, they were so close that Zhao Wanxi could clearly smell the strong herbal smell on the man, which was much stronger than that on amu.


    When a man speaks, the warm breath sprays on Zhao Wanxi''s nose, staring at his well-defined lips, she is absent-minded for several seconds.