After Wenxiao got the herbal medicine, she drove qingluan away. Before qingluan left, she asked her to keep her mouth shut again. She looked quite solemn.

"Don't you hate her very much? Why are you so kind today?" Yanyu sat on the small stool in the yard and helped Wen Xiao pick up the medicine he had just robbed. While talking to her, the corners of his mouth still had a faint smile.

"I really hate her, but I don't blame her for it. She was inadvertently involved. Although this little green bird is very annoying, it hasn't actually done anything bad. At most, it is arrogant, annoying and overbearing."

Yanyu looked up at the girl opposite, looked at her slightly disgusted but very real expression, and suddenly moved a little in her heart.

Now it is the morning, the sun is not strong, the sun falls on the skin, slightly sticky, it is like a maggot of tarsal bone, attached to the exposed skin of speech, making him feel slightly itchy.

This itch is intended to see the moment when Wen Xiao's side face is not relieved, but becomes more and more serious.

Itching, itching, itching into the heart.

The eloquent eyelid moved slightly, and the long eyelashes on it flickered.

Wen Xiaozheng buried himself in studying the herbs in his hand and didn't notice the unusual look of words and expressions.

Yanyu looked at the girl's gentle side face in the sun. His eyes suddenly darkened. He raised his hand and gently pulled the wisp of hair inadvertently scattered on Wen Xiao's forehead behind her ears.

Wen Xiao only felt a clear herbal aroma passing lightly from the tip of her nose. She subconsciously raised her head and was facing the man's picturesque eyebrows.

There are bandits and gentlemen. They are like dueling and pondering.

At that moment, she saw a familiar light in her verbal eyes.

Wen Xiao was a little shy and didn't turn his head. His ears were slightly red. He looked very pleasant.

With a smile, he continued to lower his head and tidy up the herbs at hand.

It's still a long time. He has plenty of patience.

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Mr. Bai acted quickly. In the afternoon, he brought more than 20 people to see Wen Xiao.

According to Mr. Bai, these twenty people were all the people our ancestors had seen in a week.

Wen Xiao looked at it one by one and didn't see any clue.

These people are all trembling. Obviously, most of them are servants of the white family. Now they have suffered a reckless disaster. Naturally, they are very nervous.

After Wen Xiao inquired carefully, sure enough, he didn't find any useful clues.

"These people should be OK, and they haven't been exposed to the smell of sinister methods," Wen Xiaocai said seriously to old Mr. Bai after they were sent away. "Since they are not servants of the Bai family, it's troublesome."

Mr. Bai didn't react at first. He didn't realize what Wen Xiao meant until Wen Xiao's expression began to become a little strange.

If the servants didn't do it, there are only two possibilities. One is the hands of the white family, and the other is the hands and feet of the dignified figures of other families.

Mr. Bai subconsciously ruled out the possibility of his family doing it.

It's not that he favors his family, but because the existence of his ancestors is very special. He will not pose a threat to the interests of anyone in the Bai family, but will only bring incomparable glory to the Bai family. It's not too much to say that he is the spiritual pillar of the Bai family.