As soon as Bai Xu, the manager who had been guarding the door, heard the young lady's scream, he and four maids immediately pushed the door open and rushed in. At a glance, they saw that Guo Xuanwu had pressed the young lady under him, and his movements were very obscene. The scene was simply

It's just unsightly.

Bai Xu was so angry that he grabbed Guo Xuanwu's back collar and lifted it up violently. The four maids who came after him hurriedly rescued Meng Qisi from under Guo Xuanwu.

Looking at Guo Xuanwu again, I saw that his face was red, his eyes were closed, he was unconscious, and he was snoring slightly.

"I'll go! It turns out this guy is drunk!" Bai Xu, the manager, rolled his eyes immediately.

Meng Qisi stood up and explained quickly with her face flushed: "Don't get me wrong, things are not what you think! I was going to help him and accidentally fell. Manager Bai, please help Mr. Guo back to his room to rest!"

Bai Xu grimaced and muttered: "You bastard! If you can't drink it, don't drink it. You've ruined such a good wine! If it weren't for the fact that you saved the young lady's life, I would have made you die in an ugly way.

!”

In the eyes of Manager Bai, Guo Xuanwu is just a little jailer. The reason why he dared to risk his life to rescue the princess must be with evil intentions and ulterior motives. It is nothing more than seeking wealth through danger.

Just a disciple.

Now that the lady had confessed, Bai Xu had no other choice, so he carried Guo Xuanwu on his shoulders and strode away.

Meng Qisi watched Bai Xu leave with reluctant eyes, and then went back to her boudoir surrounded by four maids.

The moon is caged with gauze, and everything is silent.

In the boudoir, Meng Qisi frowned and sat alone in front of the window, staring at the pot of blooming flowers on the table. She recalled in her mind the thrilling scene of rubbing her ears and temples with Guo Xuanwu in the water, escaping from death, and the feeling of being both happy and ashamed.

It lingered in her heart and made her have endless aftertaste.

Although the time spent with Guo Xuanwu was not long, only half a day, it made Meng Qisi feel extremely excited and happy. After being separated for less than half an hour, she became depressed and lost, with a look that I can't help but feel.

A look of pity.

Tomorrow morning, my sweetheart will compete with "Phantom Hand" Wan Shuai in the ring. You must know that Wan Shuai's ranking is higher than Guo Xuanwu. If he makes a mistake and loses his life, then he will never be seen again.

How to live on?

When she thought of this, Meng Qisi's heart felt like needles pricking her heart, her tears couldn't stop streaming down her face, the flowers in front of her eyes were already hazy, and a slight sob sounded in the quiet room.

The more Meng Qisi thought about it, the more confused she became. He was just a man she had only met twice. How could she be so sad and cry for him?

"Hey..." Two doors carved with dragons and phoenixes were gently pushed open.

Meng Ping, the personal maid who was waiting for her to go to bed, walked in, walked behind her quietly, gently pressed her shoulders and comforted her: "Miss was still smiling during the meal, and she fell ill again in less than half an hour.

With a sad face and tears streaming down his face, is it... related to that young officer?"

Meng Qisi's cheeks turned red and she nodded shyly.

"Alas! Xiaoping is an orphan. She was adopted by the master since she was a child. I have the honor to serve the young lady and watched you grow up. I can tell what is on your mind at a glance. Didn't the officer leave? Why did the young lady not leave?

You are so sad and crying, can you tell me?"

Meng Qisi wiped the tears on her cheeks and told her about her feelings for Guo Xuanwu and the upcoming life-and-death duel tomorrow morning. She hoped that she could help him come up with a perfect solution.

Meng Ping had a look of envy on her face, but she shook her head and sighed: "Oh! The magic of love is really boundless and can make a person fascinated, but judging from how well this slave understands the master, this matter...

He will definitely disagree."

Meng Qisi showed a surprised look and asked hurriedly: "My father loves me the most, right? Why is that?"

"Oh! Miss! The master is like this because he loves you too much. He is just an ordinary low-level officer. This is not the right family. How could the master approve of this marriage? Besides, between men,

He fights duels and values ​​his reputation more than his life, so how could he listen to a woman’s dissuasion?”

"Sister Ping...then what should I do...what if he has a bad relationship...I...I don't want to live anymore..."

Meng Qisi sobbed softly again.

Meng Ping felt distressed, shook her head and sighed: "Women's lives are really miserable. Once they get emotional, it's really..."

She stroked Meng Qisi's shiny blond hair, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she whispered: "There is a way!"

Meng Qisi quickly wiped her tears and asked with surprise: "Sister Ping! What can we do?"

"Look for the lady's 'patron saint'!"

"You mean...call 'Uncle Jian' to help?"

"That's right! In the past few years, Miss, whenever you encountered difficulties, didn't you always go to the 'Sword Hall' to pray? Then the difficulties would be solved. Although I don't know what is going on, the servants in the house

We all know that your 'Guardian Saint' is enshrined in the 'Sword Hall', and can help you solve all the problems you can't solve!"

The light of hope appeared in Meng Qisi's eyes, but then dimmed again, and she said with a shy face: "I just don't know if Jianbo is willing to help with this kind of thing. It's really... hard for me to speak. What if my mother is here?"

It will be much easier to handle.”

Meng Ping encouraged: "Madam will not come to the mainland more than twice a year, and each time it lasts no more than seven days. Every time Madam comes, she will take the young lady into the 'Sword Hall'. If you don't tell me, young lady, the slaves will not dare to

Q. The master has asked us countless times in the past ten years. It seems that even he doesn’t know what is going on! Now that the young lady has encountered a big problem, why not let the slave accompany you to the 'Sword Hall'?

That will solve this problem!”

One word awakens the dreamer.

Meng Qisi happily pulled Meng Ping's sleeves and said: "Sister Ping's words make sense. Let's go to the 'Jian Tang' to discuss it with 'Uncle Jian'! As long as 'he' agrees, there will be nothing in the world that cannot be solved."

!”

The "Sword Hall" is located in a deep bamboo forest at the southern end of the mansion. When two burly nurses saw Meng Qisi and Meng Ping coming in the middle of the night, they were all surprised. They quickly bowed and clasped their fists, "Abba Abba"

After a lot of gesticulating, it turned out that both of them were mute.

Meng Qisi knew that they would not allow Meng Ping to enter, so she said angrily: "It was my idea to bring her here. Get out of here, or I'll ask you to pack up and get out tomorrow! If my mother asks about this, just say it's me."

The decision has nothing to do with you!"

One of the mute nurses pointed at Meng Ping anxiously, turned his palm into a knife and made a wiping motion in front of his own neck.

Meng Ping said firmly: "In order to fulfill the young lady's wish, I will die without regrets!"

Another mute nurse stood in awe, gave a thumbs up, and then stepped aside.

Meng Qisi took Meng Ping's hand and hurriedly walked in.

In the middle of the dense bamboo forest, a stone house stands tall. On the wooden plaque above the door, the word "Jian Tang" is written in flying dragons and phoenixes. The wind blows the bamboo leaves and makes a rustling sound. The bamboo shadows sway like a group of demons dancing wildly. The atmosphere looks ferocious and eerie.
Chapter completed!