This sister can deal with it, saying that she rebelled, she really rebelled

Unexpectedly, the two of them were like pigs, drooping their ears and drinking bowl after bowl. Seeing that they were about to die, Bai Lu hurriedly came forward: "You leave a bowl for the county master!"

Xu Xian turned his back to Bai Lu, and was taken aback. The chicken soup was overturned, staining Bai Lu's skirt.

Bai Lu: "..."

She rubbed her forehead with a headache, and waved her hands to Xu Lian to show that she didn't care, but she always loved cleanliness, so she went back to her room and changed her clothes immediately.

Bai Lu originally wanted to wear the maid uniform dress, but found that Shang Shaoyan threw it all away for her at some point. She laughed, so she had to change into the snow-white Liuxian skirt that Shang Shaoyan asked Xiu Niang to make for her a few days ago.

After changing his clothes, Xu Xian came up to him apologetically: "Bai Niangzi, it was my fault just now."

Bai Lu twitched the corners of her mouth: "My surname is Yu."

Xu Xian patted his forehead: "Oh, I'm sorry."

Bai Lu: "..."

She didn't bother to pay attention to Xu Lian, she just walked out of the house, Xu Lian hurriedly followed behind her.

Unexpectedly, she saw a disheveled and emaciated man kneeling at the door of the house from a distance, crying miserably.

Seeing this, Bai Lu frowned. Xu Xian was just at the moment when he was apologetic. He was eager to please Bai Lu, so he immediately cleared his throat and walked towards the embarrassed gentleman: "Who are you? My officer..."

But the man cried even more miserably after hearing the word "my official".

Xu Xian: "..."

He didn't know what to say for a while, Bai Lu had no choice but to come over and said skillfully: "We don't accept prostitutes, sir, you should ask elsewhere."

When Lang Jun heard this, he immediately raised his head, and Bai Lu was startled, as if he had seen a ghost: "Seventh Young Master? Why are you here?"

Who is this person if not Qiao Xiuyu?

But Qiao Xiuyu didn't sleep, and finally entered the city gate just now, and asked all the way to Shang Shaoyan's residence, unexpectedly, there was a white flag hanging on the gate!

Qiao Xiuyu knelt on the ground trembling, and murmured with a pale face, "Is it too late..."

He gritted his teeth and couldn't hold back the tears.

Seeing someone coming out from the mansion, Qiao Xiuyu was about to ask a few questions, but saw that the most capable maid beside An'an in his family had already put on white clothes, and almost passed out!

And the person who called himself "the official" must have come here to express his condolences.

Qiao Xiuyu was distraught.

Seeing that Qiao Xiuyu was silent, Bai Lu asked again, "Seventh Young Master?"

Qiao Xiuyu raised his face, stood up unsteadily, with sad eyes, and when he opened his mouth, his voice was no longer clear and hoarse, "Where is the county lord's coffin?"

Bai Lu: "...?"

Xu Xian: "...?"

Coffin what?

what coffin?

Bai Lu and Xu Yan looked at each other, and both found puzzlement in each other's eyes.

But Xu Xian patted his forehead as if he understood something at the next moment, feeling that this gentleman really couldn't speak clearly, and said: "This gentleman is asking the county magistrate where the results are, right?"

Judging from the meaning of the white lady, it seems that she is a friend of the county magistrate, and she should come to ask about the glass.

While thinking about it, Xu Xian smiled: "Do you need me to take you to see it? It's just that the place is smoky, I'm afraid this gentleman is not used to it."

Bai Lu also suddenly realized that His Highness the Seventh Highness came here for the glass.

But she was still a little puzzled, why is His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince crying?

Little did he know, Qiao Xiuyu was already furious—smoky? ? ?

Qiao Xiuyu almost fainted, these people actually wanted to cremate his An An!

And this person is still laughing!

Qiao Xiuyu froze in place, Xu Xian didn't urge him when he saw this, he still described happily: "If the county magistrate hadn't personally supervised the heat, we really wouldn't be able to do it!"

Qiao Xiuyu was even more devastated - it turned out that An An already knew that his time was numbered!It seemed that she had chosen this cremation herself.

There was a hint of sadness in his eyes: "You lead the way."

Xu Xian smiled: "It's not far, just follow this road to the end. If I have nothing to do, I will definitely take you there... It's just that there are still many business matters to be dealt with. Why don't you go to the county magistrate first?" Rest at home for a while?"

Qiao Xiuyu shook her head desolately: "No, I'll go by myself."

After all, he staggered away.

Xu Xian was a little puzzled: "This person is so strange...Bai Niangzi, is this person a friend of the county magistrate?"

Bai Lu: "...my surname is Yu."

Xu Xian nodded: "Miss Yu, is this person a friend of the County Lord?"

Bai Lu said helplessly, "That's right. He's from the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and he's a close friend with the county magistrate, but he's always been out of his wits, so don't worry about him."

Xu Lian understood: "No wonder, it seems to be a bit of that serious illness. White Lady, tell me..."

Bai Lu couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Xu Xian: "My mother's surname is Yu! How many times do you want me to say his mother!"

……

Qiao Xiuyu stumbled all the way, and finally arrived at the glass factory, although in his view, it was a crematorium.

Originally, he couldn't get in, but Shang Shaoyan said hello to the people in the glass factory a few days ago, if Qiao Xiuyu wanted to come, just let him go - she had a pretty good idea at the time, and wanted to surprise Qiao Xiuyu.

She made a treasure map, and when Qiao Xiuyu came, she could find the glass factory all the way, and then find the glass wind chime she made for him in the kiln.

In short, Qiao Xiuyu went in unimpeded, but saw that the inside was really smoky, and many strong men were adding firewood. He looked around, caught a strong man, and asked, "Where is the county lord's...? "

It was also Qiao Xiuyu's luck. This strong man was ordered by Shang Shaoyan. He smiled and pointed to the largest fire kiln not far away: "You are Mr. Qiao Lang, right? There."

Qiao Xiuyu's eyes were sad, and he didn't seem to dare to go forward. After finally mustering up the courage to walk over, he saw that the kiln was cold and no fire was fired. He knelt down, carefully picked up a handful of firewood ash, and found Glass wind chime.

……

On the other side, the more Bai Lu thought about it, the more wrong she became. She looked around the gate of the house for several times, and suddenly realized - the damned Qiao Zhuo didn't think that the county lord had passed away!

Look, the white gauze at the gate of the house!

Look again, the white clothes on yourself!

She couldn't help but think of the note that the county lord showed her that day - "Qiao Zhuo thinks you are dying, and you are on your way to Shuzhou".

Bai Lu: "..."

Okay, what Qiao Zhuo said just now was "coffin".

Thinking about it this way, Bai Lu almost suffocated—just now when Xu Xian said "smoke and fire", Qiao Zhuo probably thought that the county chief had been cremated.

She took a deep breath, barely suppressed the anger in her heart, and after explaining to Xu Xian, she hurried into the house and called Shang Shaoyan: "Master, the seventh son has just arrived."

Before Shang Shaoyan could show joy, Bai Lu smiled miserably: "He thought you were cremated, and you might be crying in the glass factory right now."

Afterwards, Bai Lu told what happened as quickly as possible.

Shang Shaoyan: "..."

Immediately, she straightened up like a carp, changed her clothes in twos and twos, and put on Bailu to go out.

Xu Xian was waiting at the door. Just now Bai Lu told him about the brain circuit of Mr. Qiao Lang. He didn't understand. When he saw Shang Shaoyan coming out, he hurried up to meet him, worried: "Master, at least you put the wind chime as Gift, he should understand it, right?"

Shang Shaoyan was expressionless: "He didn't think it was my burnt relic, so I'm thankful."