"Dad~"

Lu Yiping, who had walked a few steps, was stunned for a moment, did not look back, but waved his hand and walked out.

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It's late at night,

Mao Fang sat in the study and continued reading. There was a maid brewing tea on the desk.

He had become the master of the mansion and ordered him to come to the study without his orders.

The book "Guiguzi" is almost overwhelmed, but he actually didn't understand much.

Because he doesn't know much literacy.

Mao Fang felt that her life was very good, and that good one could not be better. The adult with the deer-headed mask went to the cottage and met him who was flipping the book.

The adult just glanced at the book in his hand and asked,

"Have you read a book?"

He was a little nervous at that time and stammered,

"I have studied with the private school teacher in the village for a few years and can recognize a few words."

Later, the housekeeper found him, gave him some instructions, and took him to see the adult.

The lord gave him a task and killed Zhang Wuming, and Mao Fang was the owner of the manor.

The old saying goes, people die for money and birds die for food. Mao Fang kneeled down and agreed without frowning.

He asked with a courageous attitude, why?

The adult scolded, "I don't learn anything ignorant, but when I see this, I deserve to live forever."

The poison was caused by Mao Fang. When he asked the butler where he could get the poison, the butler gave him a pack of medicine. At that time, the butler said to him with a smile,

"Mr. Mao, I put that book in the thatched cottage!"

When Mao Fang heard this, she turned her mind and knelt down and said to the butler,

"Thank you for your kindness to support me!"

Mao Fang was afraid that he would become the second Zhang Wuming, and he knew who was the biggest in this manor.

He opened the pages one by one, and he listened to the movement outside.

My heart was beating, and it was very quiet outside.

After turning over almost half of the book, he stopped turning over the book when he saw the pages in the book.

Mao Fang's throat was a little dry. He swallowed, took out the page, took a look, and placed it in front of the candlelight.

Looking at the ashes, Mao Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

This page is a picture of the erotic palace. He finally got it. When the Lord gave a greeting that day, he was actually looking at this picture.

At this time, a knock on the door came. Mao Fang was shocked, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

He asked with a little calmer in his heart,

"Who is it? Didn't I say it? Don't disturb me without my instructions!"

A slightly old voice came from outside the door.

"Master, it's me. If you have any questions, please consult me!"
Chapter completed!