In the Luo family's backyard, Yang Yongqing shuttled between the rockery and verandah like a thief.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so damn good to be rich. It doesn't look like much from the outside, but it's like a palace inside..."

Although he has never been to the capital or entered the palace, Yang Yongqing feels that the palace should be like this!

"If I could live in such a big courtyard, it would be worth ten years of my life!"

It's not like Yang Yongqing has never been to the Luo family's backyard, but it was when Qing'er got married that he came to see her husband off.

I came here a few times later, but they were always in the front yard and main room, and I had no chance to go to the back yard.

When I entered the backyard again this night, I realized that this backyard is truly unique. No wonder all the land in this area has been enclosed by the Luo family to build houses. Such a large backyard must consume acres of land!

Yang Yongqing kept complaining in his heart as he walked all the way in. Although the sky was still snowing, not a single snowflake fell on Yang Yongqing's head.

Why?

Because the verandas are connected in a zigzag manner, the ground underfoot is also paved with blue tiles, and in some places a thin layer of mats is laid to prevent slipping.

"Nima, this Qing'er is too extravagant, isn't it? The mattress under your feet is better than the cover on my bed. You are so willful when you have money!"

Yang Yongqing was envious and jealous, as if he had entered a maze.

"The lights are all on in these houses. Which one does Hong Xiu live in?" He groped around the backyard like a headless fly.

Suddenly, he heard a "bang bang bang" sound coming from a direction, as if someone was knocking something.

"It's probably red sleeves!"

Yang Yongqing was overjoyed and quickly followed the direction from which the sound came, and then came to the front of the flashing flower arch.

"There is also a courtyard within the courtyard. This small courtyard is very secluded and suits Hongxiu's temperament. She must be here."

Yang Yongqing turned around and looked behind him, and found that neither Blacksmith Luo nor Wang Cuilian were following him, so he slipped into the archway.

As soon as he entered, before he could stand still, two cold knives were crossed on his neck, snowflakes fell on the blades, and two men in black in black cloaks blocked his way.

"go out!"

Their faces were all covered with scarves, their voices were low and dull, and their eyes exposed outside the scarves were as cold and ferocious as beasts, as if they had no human emotions.

Yang Yongqing froze in place, raising his hands in the air in fear, his fingers and calves trembling together.

His voice also trembled: "My own people, my own people..."

"Get out! Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"

The other party said it again in an accentuated tone.

The impatience and murderous look in his eyes had begun to skyrocket.

Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he quickly backed away. He did not withdraw the two steel knives on his neck until he was outside the hanging flower arch. The two of them put the knives back into the scabbards on their waists and guarded the door, like two black-faced door gods.

They stared at Yang Yongqing with eager eyes, as if if he dared to make any abnormal behavior within their sight, they would be able to cut him off with the knife in their hands.

Yang Yongqing was so frightened that he was so drunk that he didn't dare to look back and walked back along the long road.

When he no longer felt the creepy feeling on his back, he hid behind a pillar and peeked behind him.

There was no one on the other side of the hanging flower arch.

Yang Yongqing breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that there was cold sweat on his forehead and palms.

"You damn Qing'er, you hired a master to control the house? Those are real swords, I almost peeed in fear!"

Yang Yongqing touched his neck. It was still a little cold. Damn it, someone held a knife to his neck on New Year's Eve. It was unlucky!

Yang Yongqing spat several times on the ground.

At this time, when he heard Blacksmith Luo calling his name, he subconsciously wanted to hide. When he looked up, he found that Blacksmith Luo was already in front of him carrying a lantern.

"Yongqing, aren't you going to the toilet? Why are you staying here?" Blacksmith Luo asked in surprise.

Yang Yongqing bared his teeth: "Uncle Luo, I want to ask you another question. Your house is built like a maze. I searched for a long time and couldn't find the toilet. When I saw a door over there, I went there. How could it suddenly appear?

Two killers with knives came and almost chopped my neck! What on earth is your family doing?"

Faced with Yang Yongqing's accusation, he opened his collar and let Blacksmith Luo look at his neck.

Yang Yongqing grabbed Blacksmith Luo and complained. Blacksmith Luo was a little surprised at first, but when he finally heard the whole story, Blacksmith Luo laughed.

"Nephew Yongqing, don't panic, those are not killers, they are family guards."

"Uncle Luo, are you kidding me? The bodyguards at home use knives to kill people?"

"Haha, as long as you don't trespass into that yard, nephew, they won't hurt you, so don't worry."

"What kind of gold and silver are there in that yard? As for that?"

"Haha, my nephew is frightened. Come on, I will accompany you to the toilet. The toilet is over here..."

Blacksmith Luo wouldn't tell the truth. He pulled Yang Yongqing towards the toilet. Yang Yongqing didn't want to go. He didn't poop or pee at all, so he went to the toilet to smell the smell?

"If I don't go, I won't go. I'm so scared that I'm going to pee so much, I won't go!"

He broke away from Blacksmith Luo's hand and sat angrily on the stone bench next to him.

Blacksmith Luo had no choice but to stop and coax him with nice words, but Yang Yongqing deliberately refused to leave, looking like he was going to cause trouble.

If the fuss gets bigger, maybe Hongxiu will cause trouble? Isn't he risking his life tonight just to see Hongxiu?

You want to send someone away without seeing him? There are no doors or windows!

"Nephew Yongqing, it's cold here, why don't we go back to the main room to talk and drink tea?" Blacksmith Luo said again.

Yang Yongqing shook his legs and waved his hands and said, "I won't go, I won't go. I was frightened and almost lost my life. I can't walk."

"Can't walk?"

Blacksmith Luo looked at his shaking feet and said, "How about I carry you there?"

Yang Yongqing shook his head, "No, no, no, you are an elder, how dare I ask you to carry it?"

"Don't carry it? Then let me help you walk!" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

Yang Yongqing stopped shaking his legs this time and said: "Uncle Luo, my legs are so frightened that they are weak. These legs are like two noodles, even if you hold them, it won't work!"

"What should we do?" Blacksmith Luo asked again.

His patience has almost reached its limit. If he can no longer communicate, he will call Qing'er to come back.

At this time, Yang Yongqing suddenly changed into a playful smile and approached Blacksmith Luo and said: "Uncle Luo, I was frightened by their violence. I need to find someone to talk to me gently and comfort me. In this way, my

The legs will definitely regain their strength."

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo's mind couldn't keep up with Yang Yongqing's rhythm.

"Uncle Luo, why don't you call Miss Hongxiu out and ask her to comfort me?"

Blacksmith Luo had a loud bang in his head.
Chapter completed!