Jiang Chengjia held the hem of the skirt and slowly stepped towards the front hall. She walked slowly, and the white gauze hanging from the hood floated gently in the cool breeze. She carefully lifted a corner and revealed half of her fairy face. The people in the hall looked at the girl one after another, and the originally serious and dull mat finally rose a little warm.

Fang Si took the lead before everyone, stood up, bowed respectfully to Jiang Chengjia, and said solemnly: "See the Lord of the Pavilion."

After the words were finished, the others in the seat also stood up one after another, followed Fang Si, saluting the girl one by one, and shouting in unison: "Master!"

"Today is a family dinner. Why are you doing such a great gift to me?" Jiang Chengjia smiled, relying on Mu Yun's puppet technique to distinguish the road in front of her, carefully crossed the threshold and walked into the hall.

She walked towards Ning Nanyou in small steps. After she arrived at the food table, she turned around and said to everyone: "Don't stand, take a seat."

The two men on the master's seat stared at her and did not dare to look away.

Jiang Chengjia was under such intense and eager gaze and sat down as if nothing had happened. Seeing her like this, Ning Nanyou and Jiang Chengyi looked at each other silently, and the expression on their faces became even more strange.

The banquet was the beginning of the girl's presence, and everyone below finally smiled and started talking to each other.

"Xue Qing, Yuan Fu, this half month has made you suffer in the prison in the palace and prison..." Fang Si raised his teacup and said with guilt on his face.

After Xue Qing and Yuanfu were released to Dongfusi, they sorted out clearly. They were much more energetic than when they first left the palace, but there were still spots of bruises on the corners of their eyes, eyebrows, cheeks and cheekbones.

After the great sadness, they were very grateful for their lives. They were completely unwilling to care about the suffering they suffered these days. The two looked at each other and smiled, and then bowed to Fang Si and said to him: "Uncle Fourth, don't take this matter to heart. In the past half month, although I have suffered a little, I have also benefited a lot. From then on, we will be more cautious in our actions. Now that we have left the palace, it is the past."

Seeing this, Fang Si suddenly felt enlightened, touched his gray beard and smiled: "I feel relieved if you think this way."

Jiang Chengjia listened to the conversation between these people, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and smiled. She paid attention to the movements of the people in the courtyard. After listening for a while, she could not hear Zhuying's voice, so she asked, "Zhuying?"

In the seat on the right side of the hall, Zhuying was sitting in the corner, feeling depressed.

He was immersed in his thoughts, turned a deaf ear to the conversations and communications in the hall, and naturally he did not hear Jiang Chengjia's call.

The girl felt strange, so she tried to shout again: "Zhuying?"

The breeze sitting beside Zhuying was watching and laughing with Yan Ji, but when he heard the Pavilion Master shouting twice, the people beside him kept moving, so he turned his head and looked over.

Zhuying held the wine cup tightly and sat aside, looking worried, with a heavy expression.

Fufeng frowned, quietly pushed him with his elbow, and lowered his voice and said, "The Lord of the Pavilion, why don't you reply?"

Zhuying seemed to be disturbed by someone, her body trembled suddenly, her eyes looked towards the breeze, and her eyes were dull and empty.

He couldn't react a little and asked blankly: "What's the matter?"

Fufeng stared at him with confusion and asked, "The Pavilion Master just called your name...you didn't answer. What's wrong with you?"

Zhuying then looked at the main seat. Jiang Chengjia called again: "Zhuying?"

He calmed down his thoughts and immediately bowed to her and said, "What are the instructions for the Lord of the Pavilion to call Zhuying?"

He finally replied, Jiang Chengjia's heart relaxed and his voice softened: "Look at you, you kept silent, so I wanted to see what's wrong with you, but you seemed to be thinking about something... You were so enchanting that you only replied at this moment."

Zhuying looked nervous and very bad. She seemed to have a major event in her heart, but she covered her up and said: "I... it's okay, but in recent days, Shang Wuxing has had many documents and files, and some of her subordinates can't handle them. She was thinking about how to deal with them best... so she was distracted."

Jiang Chengjia heard something was wrong with his tone, so he continued to ask: "You have always been steady. What kind of documents and documents can make you lose your mind like this?"

Zhuying was stunned and couldn't answer for a while. He hesitated for a long time and casually talked about a topic: "Xue Bi led his brothers and the secret spies of Qianji to travel around to destroy the power that Deng had established for many years and cut off his retreat. The archives were numerous, which were more complicated than the previous case sects, and many of them needed to be stored in a classified manner... The subordinates were just a little troubled for a moment. The Pavilion Master did not need to worry, these little troubles will be solved smoothly in the future."

Jiang Chengjia noticed the hiding and hiding between his words, so she gently frowned and all kinds of doubts arose in her heart. She put away the inquiry and no longer made things difficult for everyone, and planned to find out the matter privately tomorrow.

She nodded slightly and whispered: "I trust you very much. You don't have to worry about the difficulties. Just let go according to your ideas."

Zhuying immediately responded: "I thank you for your trust from the Pavilion Master."

After he said this, he stopped talking on his own and continued to quit his seat without saying a word.

Everyone in the hall saw the abnormality of Zhuying, but Jiang Chengjia stopped the topic and no one dared to ask him what was going on.

Ning Nanyou's attention was always on Jiang Chengjia, and he didn't have the heart to care about others. After she quietly stopped the sound, he leaned over quietly and said in a deep voice: "Aluo, don't you care about me? Since you just entered this hall, you didn't look at me at all..."

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of laziness and fatigue, as if he was acting coquettish in her ears.

A warm heat rushed towards her, blowing her earlobes, making her slightly hot. Jiang Chengjia tensed her body nervously, dared not relax, and whispered: "What don't I care about you anymore? But, with so many people in the hall, I have to pay attention to their sense of justice."

Ning Nanyou raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, and joked: "We Aluo... it turns out that he is such a dignified person in front of his subordinates?"

Jiang Chengjia didn't have the heart to laugh with him. He always felt dangerous. He was afraid that Ning Nanyou would find out his abnormality, so he snorted faintly: "I will protect your face in front of outsiders, and you must also keep the majesty of my Pavilion Master..."

Ning Nanyou couldn't help laughing when he heard her words, and said with a burst of laughter: "So we Aluo are also people who want face?"

Jiang Chengjia deliberately moved to the left, showing that he was unhappy to say more to him, picked up the teacup and savored it silently.

She was still as lively and playful as before. Ning Nan was worried and his doubts suddenly decreased. Jiang Chengyi quietly observed the girl's every move, but couldn't find any doubts, so he slowly let go of his worries and withdrew his gaze.

The banquet became more and more lively. Mu Yun came late with a bowl of medicine. Seeing that the scene in the hall was surprisingly harmonious, he calmed down his heavy face slightly and raised his smile and said, "It seems that I was the wrong time? What are you talking about? It's so lively?"

Everyone looked in the sound, watched Mu Yun walk towards him, and then stood up again and saluted her slightly and said, "Madam Yunjing..."

Jiang Chengyi, who was on the main seat, was drinking tea with little interest. He was bored, but when he heard Mu Yun's voice, he immediately became energetic.

He glanced at the loving couple sitting beside him, a little angry, got up from his seat, walked straight to the door, ran to Mu Yun, and said kindly: "Why are you here? I'll wait for you for a long time."

With a little anger, he stuck to Mu Yun and caught a glimpse of the food table she was holding.

Mu Yun moved carefully, not looking at him, but just lowered his head to look at the medicine. Seeing that she ignored him, Jiang Chengyi said a little aggrievedly: "I'm just back today, why are you so cold? Look at A Luo and her husband... sweet and harmonious... Look at us both. Since the afternoon, you haven't talked to me."

Mu Yun was speechless, looked up and glared at him, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Didn't you see that I'm holding the medicine bowl? It would be fine if you don't help, but you're still disturbing me here?"

Jiang Chengyi glanced at the medicine bowl placed on the table and asked casually: "Is it Aluo's medicine?"

Mu Yun nodded and said, "Of course."

"Why do you still have to bring it here in person? What about the two maids who followed Aluo?"

Mu Yun responded: "This afternoon, Shuihe went to the street market to purchase it under Aluo's order, and she was about to return. She bought a lot of things and couldn't get it, so she went to help. I happened to be in the East Kitchen. Seeing that the soup was about to be simmered, she brought it over by the way."

Jiang Chengyi said "Oh" and followed her to the main seat on the left.

"Aluo, the doctor told me to drink every day. I count the time, it's time for you to take it." Mu Yun brought the soup bowl from the table and handed it to Jiang Chengjia.

The girl paused for a moment, lifted the white veil, stretched out a pair of white hands, and was about to take it, but Mu Yun used some force to prevent her from taking the soup bowl away.

Jiang Chengjia frowned, a little nervous, afraid that Mu Yun would change his mind temporarily.

However, after a moment of rest, Mu Yun let go and took the soup bowl away. Jiang Chengjia smelled the soup with a bitter smell and felt a little nauseous, but she still pinched her nose, held her breath, and tilted her head to drink.

Mu Yun looked at it, a hint of heartache appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and sighed.

After Jiang Chengjia put down the medicine bowl, Mu Yun immediately took off a thick velvet robe from her body, walked over and put it on her body, and whispered: "The weather is getting colder, I'll get you a robe, you can feel more comfortable when you put it on."

The lights were bright and slowly spread on Mu Yun. Jiang Chengyi discovered that she was wearing an extra robe and a hand stove in her arms.

She only breathed a sigh of relief after she handed all these to Jiang Chengjia.

However, these behaviors made Jiang Chengyi and Ning Nanyou feel worried.
Chapter completed!