"Shut up, let's go up," the man with brows and eyes like a painting beside him spoke gently.
This man must have great authority, for Li Xiu immediately closed his mouth and then, with a burst of energy, carried his master up to the ceiling beams.
Meanwhile, the people outside could no longer bear it and broke in through the door.
Li Xiu's face was ashen, and he had already made up his mind that if they discovered him and his master, he would lead these people away to prevent them from harming the two unfamiliar ladies.
The leader, a man dressed in the uniform of a bailiff, saw only a boudoir girl embroidering in the room.
There was also a maid attending to her.
He didn't enter.
He just stood outside the door for a look.
"My apologies for the intrusion, Young Lady," Ye Shaohua's room was very small, with nowhere to hide; the bailiff glanced inside and immediately turned to leave, "Let's go to the next house!"
