The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Eleven took a deep breath, Miss Xindao is really the general's own sister.

He turned his head to look at Cong Yin, "When Miss Jiang asks later, you just say that the general will go back and change his clothes."

Congyin is a shadow guard, so he is naturally much more sensitive to the smell of blood than ordinary people.

She had already discovered that Xie Cheng was wrong, and knew that he hadn't responded all the way, she must be afraid of the girl's distress, so she nodded and said to Xie Cheng, "This subordinate knows, the general can rest assured."

-

This meal was eaten in the lobby of Xie's house.

A large table was full.

The old lady Xie even asked someone to find some nice clothes for Jiuqu to change into.

However, Xie Cheng did not show up for a long time.

Sitting beside the old lady, Jiang Fu looked back at Cong Yin, "Didn't the general follow behind just now, why did he..."

Even if you go to clean your hands, you should come back.

Cong Yin lowered his head and said: "The general's clothes were scratched when he came here, so he took Shi Yi back to change clothes, he should come later."

Jiang Fu looked at her fixedly, but his eyes suddenly changed.

She saw Cong Yin's past, the conversation between her and Eleven, the conversation they had just now.

[When Miss Jiang asks later, you just say that the general will go back and change his clothes. 】

[The subordinates know, the general can rest assured. 】

Don't worry, general...

Don't worry about anything.

He must not have changed clothes when he went back, otherwise Cong Yin would not have said that.

The old lady Xie also turned her head to look at it, frowned and said, "Is he going to change clothes?"

Cong Yin still lowered his head, "Yes."

The old lady Xie closed her eyes and said, "It shouldn't be long before changing clothes, let's eat first."

After a pause, he looked at Jiuqu specifically, and said, "Mr. Jiuqu eat, you are welcome, just treat it at your own home."

Looking at the big table of dishes, Jiu Qu was so moved that he almost shed tears. He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten such a meal.

In the past six months, Zhao Heng's people have been chasing him more and more closely. He has no money and no way to make money. He hasn't had a warm meal for a long time.

Jiuqu picked up the chopsticks and nodded restrainedly, "Then I won't be polite."

Jiang Fu turned his head, his slender and curled eyelashes drooped down, covering the emotions in his eyes.

Congyin obviously felt that something was wrong with her, and she was in a panic, what's wrong, is there something wrong with what she said, did she find out?

No way, there is nothing wrong with what she said.

The old lady believed it.

Old Madam Xie gave Jiang Fu a big chicken leg, "Ah Fu, what's the matter, eat?"

Only then did Jiang Fu raise his head, and picked up the chopsticks at hand, "Well, thank you grandma!"

Her voice was sweet and sweet, but her smile seemed a little tired.

Mrs. Xie noticed it, reached out to hold a bowl of soup and put it beside her, tilted her head and asked, "What's the matter, are you tired?"

"I must have been terrified before seeing the emperor. It's all right. I've already returned. Your grandmother and I were so nervous when we entered the palace to attend the palace banquet, let alone face the emperor alone."

"Eat first, eat something and go to sleep!"

Jiang Fu pursed his lips and smiled, and reached out to pick up old lady Xie's favorite lotus root slices for her, "Okay, grandma will eat too."

Old Madam Xie didn't eat right away, but paused and said, "If it doesn't work, let's take a day off tomorrow instead of going to the women's courtyard?"

"It's okay, I'm just tired, I'll be fine after eating and going to sleep." Jiang Fu smiled and said, as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Eleven pushing Xie Cheng in who had already changed his clothes.

Xie Cheng's face was a little pale.