The whole night, the little girl Bi Luo barely slept a wink. Because of her shyness and anger, she wanted to get up and strangle Master Jia Cong who was sleeping next to her.

This stupid thing made me look so ugly!

At first she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, her mind in a mess. Her nose was filled with the aroma of wine coming from Jia Cong, and her ears were filled with his gradually becoming evener breath...

This soul was probably drunk too much, so he fell asleep quickly.

Biluo cursed secretly in her heart and secretly opened her eyes to look at the person lying next to her.

The candle was not blown out, and it was clearly visible: the young master is so handsome!

Her skin is purer and fairer than hers, and her eyelashes are very long, casting a long shadow on her porcelain face.

The corners of the young master's mouth were slightly raised. He looked very kind and always smiled. But Biluo knew that this was all an illusion. This soul could do anything if he was ruthless!

The wind outside is getting stronger and stronger, causing the empty branches to sway wildly, making a "clang-clang-clang" sound when they hit each other, and there is also a strange sound when it blows over the eaves, which makes people feel scared.

She suddenly felt that it would be nice to sleep with this Hun Dan. Wouldn't it scare her to death if she slept with him?

The wind outside became stronger and stronger, and the sharp cold wind penetrated into the house through the cracks in the windows, causing the candles to flicker on and off, which was quite scary.

Biluo squeezed closer to Jia Cong again, and even wanted to get under his quilt.

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly there was a cry outside, which made Biluo shiver with fright. No longer caring about being shy, she hugged Jia Cong and plunged into his arms.

Jia Cong was woken up immediately. He turned over in a daze, stretched out his arms and hugged the little girl tightly.

The little girl was shy and scared, so she burrowed deeper and deeper. However, Jia Cong's vague comforting voice came to her ears: "Good Jinque, the young master is holding you. Don't be afraid. Sleep well..."

Bi Luo gritted her teeth with hatred: "Young Master...servant...is...Bi Luo..."

There was no sound in his ears. He must have been drunk and the man fell asleep again.

Bi Luo was angry and wanted to struggle out of the young master's arms, but she was a little reluctant to let go. Secondly, the young master hugged her too tightly, and she couldn't escape at all...

It's just that the young master hugged me too tightly.

The whole night passed in a daze, and Bi Luo didn't know whether she was asleep or awake. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was being hugged tightly by the young master; when she closed her eyes, she fell into a deep sleep, but

But after a while, she woke up again and found that she was still being hugged tightly, and she fell asleep again with satisfaction...

It started over and over again, and I don’t know how many times she went through it. Until the sound of a rooster crowing woke her up, she opened her eyes and realized that she was no longer in Jia Cong’s arms, and this guy only gave her a cold back...

Biluo was so angry that her teeth itched with anger, she quietly got up and put on her clothes, then got out of bed and went to help this unreliable young master prepare breakfast.

It was about to dawn, and the sky in the east was still pitch black. A ray of sunlight struggled to penetrate the thick black clouds, and finally a little light came out.

The weather has become colder and colder. Although it is still autumn, it is already as cold as nine cold days when I get up early.

The poor little girl Bi Luo hugged her arms and ran to the kitchen to make breakfast. She couldn't help but blame Jia Cong for being too difficult to serve. The breakfast in the big kitchen was obviously good, but he still wanted to drink thick porridge. Bi Luo was not born to cook.

It took a lot of effort to make a fire with the ingredients for the rice, but she had to bite the bullet for this young master. She didn't know whether the porridge was good or not, but the young master always drank it with a frown on his face.

She entered the kitchen, but before she could light the fire, she heard someone knocking on the door in the yard, which startled her.

Who could come this early in the morning?

Biluo's little heart was so frightened that the first thing she thought about was that the master from the west courtyard was here.

Last night, he shouted in the cold wind for more than half an hour without being able to open the door. Could it be that he was unwilling to give up and came here again so early in the morning?

Biluo thought so, and unconsciously listened carefully. After listening for a long time, she heard the sound of the door being called outside, which was very cautious and respectful. It was definitely not the sound of the master in the west courtyard.

Bi Luo was even more frightened after hearing this: She had just come to Changchun Garden and heard that the girls here were killed for no reason. Now there is someone knocking on the door this early in the morning. What if it is also a bad person?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. She turned around and was about to hide in the kitchen, but she heard someone outside shouting softly: "We are from the Prince of Beijing's Mansion, sent by the Prince of Beijing to deliver things to the young master.

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Bi Luo's heart moved when she heard this. The two of them didn't shy away from talking yesterday, but she heard everything clearly. It was so early in the morning, what could King Beijing send over?

Although the little girl had doubts, she really didn't dare not open the door. She had heard people say that the King of Beijing looked gentle and good-looking, but if he was ruthless, he would be scary.

He even killed hundreds of people without batting an eyelid, and I heard that this prince liked to kill the nine tribes the most, and he was the most ruthless.

The little girl became more and more frightened as she thought about it, so she had no choice but to open the door tremblingly.

As soon as the door opened, there were a lot of men standing outside, all dressed as boys, carrying many boxes.

Everyone was extremely polite when they saw her, and the leader hurriedly saluted and said: "I'm so ashamed that I shocked the girl. These are all sent here at the prince's command, and I bothered the girl to find a place for them."

Seeing the scene in front of her, Bi Luo felt relieved and hurriedly led everyone into the house and put everything in the west wing for the time being.

This group of people were very polite. They quietly put down their things, thanked them again and again, and then turned around and left. From the beginning to the end, they never raised their heads to look at Bi Luo.

After sending the group of people out, Biluo hurriedly locked the door, turned around and ran to the west wing. There were already a dozen large wooden boxes neatly arranged there. Biluo wanted to open them and take a look, but she didn't dare.

Just by looking at the purple light of these boxes under the candlelight, I knew that they were worth a lot. What's more, the edges of the boxes seemed to be made of pure gold. When the candlelight shined, the golden light was dazzling, which made his eyes pierce.

Can't open it.

Each of these dozen large boxes is inlaid with gold rims. I'm afraid they cost at least several kilograms of gold.

It's truly a royal style, and indeed it has plenty of money!

Not to mention the gold trim, just those wooden boxes. If you knock them with your fingers, you will feel that they are cold and hard, like iron. I am afraid they are much rarer and more valuable than gold!

Biluo was just a little girl. When she saw these good things, she couldn't help but rejoice. She touched them here and there. The more she looked at them, the happier she became. She turned around and ran out of the west wing, shouting as she did so: "Master,...
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