After she finished speaking, the room suddenly became silent, leaving only the sound of red candle burning. Liu couldn't help but fall on the chair.

She buried her head: "Who knows about this?"

Qiu Han's face was a little pale, and she hadn't come to her senses. She just looked into the dry well when she passed by, but who knew she could see the body that was almost white.

Her legs were almost frightened.

"I don't know, I dare not speak out. As soon as I discovered it, I rushed back."

Liu couldn't help it: "Idiot!"

Qiu Han was a little confused when scolded. How could Liu's smile on his past? He was so angry that his heart aches:

"Since you found the body, why don't you say anything?"

Qiu Han panicked: "Yes, yes..."

Uranium was the secret line they pressed on the Mingshayuan. Now that they found his body, Qiu Han didn't dare to speak out and hurried back to report the news.

Liu's forehead was touched: "Mingsuiyuan is not close to Suiheyuan. Since Xu threw the body of uranium into it, he must have a backup plan. When you see the body, you dare not speak out. Isn't you obviously guilty!"

Qiu Han also knew that he had been thinking a little bit and ruined his master's affairs, so he knelt on the ground with a bang.

Liu scolded in his heart that it would be better to succeed than to make trouble, but this is not the time to get angry. Liu looked cold:

"Now the mansion is in trouble. Since she dares to kill someone at this time, it must be that Uranium discovered something."

Liu closed his eyes, thinking about what uraner sent back before, but he could never imagine what uraner had discovered again.

It must be something that threatens Xu, otherwise Xu would not kill directly.

Liu clamped his palm tightly and asked in a hoarse voice:

"What does she look like?"

Qiu Han shook her head with red eyes: "She was soaked all over, and I didn't dare to see clearly."

Uranium will not be released until October this year.

Liu's throat became astringent, and she gritted her teeth and ordered: "Send some money to her home."

After a while, she added: "Send more."

Qiu Han nodded repeatedly, and after a long time, she asked hesitantly:

"Then, master, what should we do now?"

Liu's eyes were cold:

"The person who harmed me still wants to think that nothing happened? It's a fool!"

Suddenly, she remembered something, her eyes flashed slightly.

The mansion was not quiet for long. Zhou Yun was very lively when he entered the mansion. When Luo Qiu was in, it was impossible to be deserted.

These days, the mansion has been prepared early.

Logically speaking, Zhou Yun was in charge of trivial matters in the mansion, and this matter should be prepared by Zhou Yun, but Zhang Chong came here to ask for his orders, and Zhou Yun directly asked him to see the arrangement.

It was almost the day before Luo Qiushi entered the mansion.

Zhou Yun was quiet for several days, and suddenly became thoughtful, ordered her to paint in the yard.

The news came into the front yard. Fu Yun raised his eyes and thought for a moment, and he stood up.

He didn't ask anyone to inform him. When he stepped into Jinheyuan, he happened to see Zhou Yun holding his face, holding an ink pen in his hand, and putting it on the paper in a row.

She was very lazy and leaned on the couch and didn't have a straight look in her paintings. Her eyebrows and eyes were light, and she didn't know what she was painting, but her eyes were slightly more quiet than before.

Fu Yun approached, and the sound of footsteps became obvious. Zhou Yun didn't move for a moment, as if he didn't hear it.

Suddenly, Zhou Yun leaned down from his head, and pointed his slender fingers at a part of the painting. A slightly lower voice came: "This place lacks some charm."

Zhou Yun paused, and she raised her eyes and saw Fu Yun standing behind her, bent down and talking to her, with a slightly unnatural but very gentle look.

He looks very good, with clear edges and deep eyes. Now that he is cold and hard, he is enough to lose his heart if an ordinary woman takes a look at him.

Zhou Yun turned her head and was wearing a rouge-colored pleated silk skirt. A strand of black hair fell obliquely on her cheeks, leaving a touch of charm.

She didn't say a word, not even raising her eyes, and she looked quiet, which made Fu Yun soften his heart.

After all, I couldn't stand her like this. Fu Yun lowered his eyes, held the person in his arms, and whispered to her:
Chapter completed!