The girl has no expression, but she does not feel cold or dazed.

Zhan Zhao recalled carefully and felt that the girl's expression was a bit similar to that of Liu Gongbu, who he met last year, and both had a wonderful concentration.

Yang Yuying didn't see Zhan Zhao at this time, she actually felt a little magical.

The emotions of this young master of Medicine King Zhuang Yuying slowly surged in her sea of ​​consciousness, making her feel that the entire sea of ​​consciousness had been washed once.

Also, is the owner of her Ouyang Manor in her house actually a drama artist?

That's right, it's Ouyang Manor Master.

Although it was her, Yang Yuying, who was controlling the role of Ouyang, this role was not dead. He was alive and had his own will.

Yang Yuying operated him, and his will was connected to Ouyang Xue's will. It can be said that this person is both Ouyang Xue and Yang Yuying.

In recent times, everything Ouyang has done at Shuoyue Inn in Kaifeng Prefecture is not just Yang Yuying’s addiction to play, but he also likes it very much. He has set himself up a loyal servant design of “natural and simple” and is also very happy.

With the playfulness of Ouyang Manor, Yang Yuying couldn't resist it at all.

The breeze came, and Yang Yuying turned her eyes slightly, and the stunning little maid next to her, picked up a shrimp dumpling and fed it to her mouth.

This feeding is just right and will never give Yang Yuying a slight discomfort.

Of course, in this small action, at least two kinds of magical powers are mixed with, or different planes and different types of magical powers.

His mind and space transfer technique.

Yang Yuying ate very beautifully, but she was in a bad mood. The beautiful and dazzling maid who fed her was the senior who had retired for many years in Shimeng.

Recently, this senior has organized retirement in an external organization. Sixty percent of the external organizations in that plane are retired by Shimeng. They are very close to Shimeng and are often treated as reinforcements to travel to various planes, uh, support.

Before Yang Yuying came to perform this mission, her senior gave her a message, thinking that in this plane, both gods, demons and ghosts existed. Although the foxes in Qingqiu are occasionally called vixen, they are not ordinary fox demons.

Generally speaking, the danger is not very low. Maybe Yang Yuying will need some support when she is in trouble.

Didn't expect it.

Ouyang Xue was addicted to opera. The first thing she had to do after contacting her was to create a super luxurious character for Yang Yuying.

Even these retired seniors, if they are suppressed, their strength is no worse than that of immortals and gods. All of them come happily to act, and it would be fine if they are the owners of the Medicine King Village, the former owners of the Mansion, the elders of the Precepts, the pharmacy housekeepers, etc.

Now someone comes to be a maid for her... Yang Yuying sent a message: "Yu Ping from Qingqiu has been in Yaowangzhuang for more than three years, and she knows the people from Yaowangzhuang."

The maid: "Young Master tastes this quash porridge and see if it suits the taste... What is Yaowangzhuang like? Who is there? Our Yaowangzhuang has the final say. As for the little fox... even her parents won't believe her words."

Yang Yuying:...and so.

On this side, Yang Yuying's communication between the seniors of the League was only in an instant.

Zhan Zhao was standing more than ten steps away at this time, and the cold wind blew, but he seemed to see two different worlds.

Fortunately, he recognized the woman in front of him the same as in the portrait, and was not a fool. He guessed that this must be Miss Yuying, the young master of the Medicine King Village. Otherwise, he would have suspected that he had encountered an accident, just like Liu and Ruan, he had accidentally entered the fairyland.

As for dreaming, it is impossible.

Zhan Zhao thought he was clear-headed and could not dream of such a bizarre thing. In front of him, the maid who was serving the Young Master of Medicine King Zhuang was gently brushed with one hand, and the hot porridge and rice were so warm that it was just enough to enter his mouth.

Standing for a moment, Madam Huo hurriedly passed by in the kitchen carrying a large copper pot of hot tea. When she saw Zhan Zhao smiled: "It's early for Guard Zhan to arrive today. Come on, the noodles are gone. The newly rolled mutton soup soaked in Hu cakes, which tastes serious and good."

Madam Huo first put down the copper pot and welcomed Zhan Zhao to a corner of the kitchen as usual, asked him to sit down, and brought thick and delicious mutton soup and two Hu cakes: "Eat it."

After saying that, he was about to leave. Zhan Zhao quickly stopped him and asked in a low voice, "Is this Miss Yuying? A person from Yaowangzhuang?"

Madam Huo didn't notice that guard Zhan looked strange.

"Yes, the guest who came last night handed in Mr. Gongsun, who came to find him. The husband asked him to clean up the living yard and specifically told him that the big kitchen should take care of the guests first."

Madam Huo looked a little excited, "Good guy, the Eighth Prince didn't have that big show when he came to Kaifeng Prefecture in the past. Just this breakfast, the chef at home made 108 breakfasts from all over the world, from all over the country."

"It's so authentic. The mutton soup that Zhanzhanwei drinks now is also a flavor that others have prepared, and it tastes delicious."

"Look, this cook looks younger than Zhan Guard. He is clearly a young man, but he has such good skills, which is rare!"

Zhan Zhao's eyes fell on the chef. Sure enough, they looked only twenty years old, and they were so hot that he easily grabbed the red-hot soup pot. The soup pot was one and a half meters tall, and he was walking like a flowing water. With only this hard skill, one of the masters who practice palm skills in the world could count as one, and most of them could not do it.

In an instant, Zhan Zhao's back felt cold, then he was stunned and smiled bitterly.

He didn't take the time last night and went to bed early, but he didn't sleep well. He always felt frightened and was inexplicably alert until dawn, but he did not notice anything abnormal in Kaifeng Prefecture.

Unexpectedly, the people from Yaowangzhuang came.

The young master looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old, and was born very beautiful, with a fairy-looking and unique aura. Just looking at his face, he was not like the cruel and fierce person who could make people's hearts and souls.

After thinking about it all for a moment, Zhan Zhao silently lowered his head and drank the mutton soup. It was indeed delicious and the Hu cake was delicious. While eating, he saw the servants of Yaowangzhuang packing up the kitchen in an orderly manner.

Although Yaowangzhuang is very arrogant, he is very kind to deal with people. Whether it is the chef of Kaifeng Mansion or the Nanxia Zhan Zhao, he, is very different from the eyes of these servants. His words and laughter are gentle and polite, but he is not apart. In the eyes of everyone, it is very comfortable to act.

Madam Huo has a hot temper and always gets angry, but now she is full of laughter and obviously she is not getting along well with these people.

Zhan Zhao thought about it again, but he didn't think it was surprising.

At this time, he felt that what his master said was that the people in the Medicine King Village were all gods and immortals, and this statement became true. If a person wants to have such cultivation, even if they are not practicing martial arts, but something he does not understand at all, he must go through countless hardships. At this level, how much difference can there be between high-ranking officials and ordinary servants in the eyes of these people?

The Young Master of Yaowangzhuang is a woman. Zhan Zhao did not come forward to disturb him. In fact, it is rare to be a little timid. He thought that he had been in the world for many years. Even if he met an opponent of great power, he would never hesitate and retreat. For the word "One of the One Righteousness", the children of the world sacrificed their lives and shed their blood and were not afraid of death.

But today, sitting outside the kitchen door of Kaifeng Mansion and watching the slender and beautiful girl eating here quietly, he hesitated and felt a little timid.

He felt that his heart was beginning to become unrighteous, and he didn't even say a word to the girl, so he washed away 90% of the suspicion for her first.

This is obviously not a good phenomenon.

Zhan Zhao quickly ate the mutton soup, ate a piece of Hu cake, and put another piece of Hu cake in his arms, so he quickly went to find Mr. Gongsun.

Sure enough, Mr. Gongsun and the Mansion were both in the study room.

When Gongsun Ce saw Zhan Zhao, he smiled and said, "Last night, a guest came to visit in our Kaifeng Prefecture. The guard Zhan was not the first to greet him, but I was shocked. I specifically asked Xiao Douzi to take a look. Xiao Douzi said you are studying in the room, so I feel at ease."

Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "It's a humble position to slack off."

Bao Zheng shook his head: "Stop joking. Zhan Guard, how about you looking at the young master of the Medicine King Village?"

Zhan Zhao sighed: "I think... I'd better not say anything."

Bao Zheng and Gongsun Ce looked at each other and realized it.

The three of them worked together in Kaifeng Prefecture for many years and knew each other very well. After hearing Zhan Zhao's words, he knew that he was more inclined to the young master's innocentness.

But the case still needs to be asked.

Bao Zheng was carefully sorting out the details of the case and considering how to ask questions later to make it more appropriate. This special guest came to visit him politely.

Gongsun Ce laughed: "I think this Yaowang Village is not like a sect in the martial arts world, but rather like a large family. It is really polite."

People in the martial arts world want to send a message to their friends when they go to their friends' houses, but their communication with officials in the court is different.

Now I have received such a post from the people of the martial arts world dressed in a gold-plated brocade box with smooth writing and elegant handwriting. I took it out without saying a word. But when I met someone who loves calligraphy, I could not say that I could at least sell it for a thousand gold. Gongsun Ce was not shocked.

"Our guest is really a premiere."

Moreover, their methods are very effective. Look, now Bao Gong has changed into new clothes and went out to meet guests.

"Our house has folded its dirty sleeves and hid them and dared to come to the palace to meet His Majesty."

Gongsun Ce smiled.

Bao Zheng coughed lightly and winked at Gongsun Ce.

Zhan Zhao whispered: "With the young master's ears and what he wants to hear, you can hear whispers through most of the government offices."

Gongsun Ce: "..."

Fortunately, the people below were rumored to have a lot of news, saying that Miss Yuying has arrived.

Yang Yuying pushed the door open and saw the famous Bao Qingtian, who often appeared in TV series, story books, and novels. The first thought was that this is indeed Bao Gong in the Romance.

But with such a dark face, how did he pass the Jinshi exam?

"Although my family was a little dark when they were young, they had a good facial features and no disability. Not to mention being majestic, it was not ugly."

Yang Yuying was shocked to find that she seemed to have said what she was in her heart. She could only say that it was all caused by the original owner's consciousness. She was never so unwarranted, but she didn't show any signs on her face. She smiled gently and bowed: "The young lady has met the Grandpa of the Mansion."

"I received a message from Ouyang yesterday and found out that the heart-digging case on Chen Liu's side actually involved a private girl, so the private girl came immediately."

Bao Zheng stared at Yang Yuying, and saw her clear eyebrows and calm expressions. He moved slightly. Before he could ask, Yang Yuying said, "This case was not done by a civilian girl. It was just that a civilian girl has been practicing extraordinary skills since childhood. Although her martial arts are average, she has the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth. It can be reached in an instant when she reaches the north of the world. Therefore, even if the civilian girl was in Xiangyang before, she was not in Kaifeng, uh, Chenliu, she could not provide a certificate of absence."

The people in Kaifeng Prefecture were stunned.

When Bao Zheng heard the words "airship escaped from the ground", he couldn't help but twitch, trying to be serious, but the subsequent inquiry was also beaten to pieces.

He reluctantly asked some of the young master's whereabouts these days, and heard a lot of things like eating, drinking tea, practicing martial arts, courting, sleeping, etc. in a certain place.

What the hell is courtship?

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough!"

In short, the young master of Yaowang Village was very calm and said frankly that he was not a suspect. People have been in Xiangyang recently, but there was no absent, so they didn't know how to continue interrogating.

While silence, there was a noise outside. The servant guarding the door at the door said anxiously: "Maintai, sir, Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng, please see me."

While speaking, the door was knocked open. Zheng Yu broke into the door in two steps and saw Yang Yuying. He paused, his face was red and white, and he widened his eyes and said, "You actually dare to come to Kaifeng Mansion in a noble way?"

Yuying frowned and glanced at the eaves.

The three people in the room immediately noticed her little move, and Zhan Zhao smiled and said, "Brother Ouyang, the roof is cold, please come down and have a gathering."
To be continued...