After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

"Gao Wuyong!"

Yinzhen's voice came from the study, as if it had saved his life.

He was extremely reluctant to get involved in the fight between his masters.

Gao Wuyong pushed the door open and walked in, leaning forward to greet him, "Master."

"Didn't Fu Jin say she had something to ask me? Let her in."

After writing the last word, Yinzhen hung the wolf hair pen on the pen holder and leaned back in the chair waiting for the ink to dry.

"Yes."

Gao Wuyong turned around and went out to convey Yinzhen's meaning.

In fact, even if he didn't pass on the message, Xiyu and the others could hear it.

as predicted.

She had a faint smile on her lips and her demeanor was dignified and graceful.

"Song Gege, you should go back first. Goodbye."

Yinzhen is the future emperor, so how could he like others to guess his thoughts?

Even if they guess correctly, they will deliberately do something else to prove that others are wrong.

Song's face was covered in blue and white, and she felt a little embarrassed. She bent her knees slightly and walked away with Ruyi, twisting her hips.

Based on this etiquette, if Xiyu really wanted to argue with her, it would not be excessive to make her kneel outside Danruoju for a night.

Xiyu ignored her, handed the lantern in her hand to Gao Wuyong, and pushed the door open while holding up the hem of her cloak.

"Fourth Master is well."

She bowed and greeted Yinzhen obediently.

This was her first time coming to the study in the front yard. Her little deer eyes blinked and turned around as she looked at the furnishings in the room, her voice soft and sweet.

"It's cold in winter, I wonder if you need someone to warm your bed."

Yinzhen's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, but he still lowered his eyes and tidied the rice paper on the table, ignoring her.

Xiyu curled her lips secretly, what a stingy guy.

She took steps, moving inch by inch, until she stopped next to the desk.

"Don't be angry, Fourth Master~ Yaoyao was the one who said the wrong thing last night~"

She tentatively stretched out her slender white fingers to grasp Yinzhen's sleeve, gently shaking it left and right, her tone soft and tender.

This reminded Yinzhen of a kitten that had just been born, stretching out its pink paws to explore.

He glanced at her soft fingertips resting on her sleeves.

"How come you didn't bring anything when you came to apologize? The Song family knew to bring ginseng chicken soup to see me."

Xiyu was stunned for a moment. She had never thought of this, but it was definitely too late to prepare now.

Her eyes rolled around, then she lowered her head shyly, her voice as small as a mosquito.

"Yaoyao sent herself here, do you like it?"

In the pale yellow candlelight, her cheeks were tinged with a hint of red, and her long curled eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow on her creamy face, making her look very adorable.

Yinzhen's breathing was disordered for a moment, and the words of the young lady kept lingering in his ears.

Sent myself here...

Is this someone who knows he is wrong and is throwing himself into my arms?

His heart felt itchy as if being scratched by a kitten, but Yinzhen's expression remained unchanged.

He put down what he was doing, pinched Xiyu's chin with his fingers, stared into her eyes with his dark eyes and said word by word: "Do you know what you are saying?"

Looking at each other, Xiyu felt that the whole world had stopped. Those phoenix eyes seemed to contain a magical power that drew people in.

The distance was getting closer and closer, almost to the point where their breathing was intertwined.

"Yaoyao knows."

She swallowed unconsciously and raised her head slightly while speaking.

The opening and closing of her lips just happened to rub and touch the boy's, as if she wanted to offer herself to be tasted.

As she exhaled, a faint rose scent penetrated into Yinzhen's nostrils, alluring him without him realizing it.

As she moved, her cape fell to the ground, revealing the light pink pajamas underneath.

His eyes darkened, and his body felt an impulse that he had not felt before.

It turns out that only the young lady can do this.

Yinzhen pinched her slender and soft waist with one hand, carried her on his shoulder, pushed open the door of the study, and placed her steadily on the bed.

"Since Yaoyao is ready, let's put her here tonight."

Xiyu lay there obediently, holding Yinzhen's clothes tightly with her little hands.

Then his sight turned and a bedroom appeared out of nowhere. Before he could marvel at the magic of this study, he was embraced by someone.

With the other party's casual movements, the clothes on his body had been taken off.

She subconsciously thought of some not very pleasant memories, but for the sake of her life and cultivation, she could only endure it quietly, hoping that Yinzhen would grow after a few more times.

Noticing her trembling, Yinzhen thought she was cold, so he raised his big hands and wrapped both of their bodies in the quilt.

As he moved, he thought of the book he had read today and became more patient.

In the red tent, Xiyu actually felt somewhat enjoyed and gradually immersed herself in it.

The next morning, Yinzhen got up early to attend court. Xiyu stayed in bed, feeling the spiritual power flowing into her meridians, and she let out a sigh of comfort.

Then she used the secret technique to ask a soul-searching question:

"I heard that other departments have professional systems or apps that can check the progress of tasks. Whether it is specific values ​​or details, they can all be clearly recorded. Why don't we have them?"

Qi Xi was silent, not knowing how to answer.

Xi Yu continued, "I heard that their system is very powerful. It can connect to the modern Internet to search for information, store things, or enable video recording... Do you have any of these?"

Still no one answered.

She did not get discouraged and continued to put forward her own ideas.

"You don't have any of these, so why not make a progress bar or something? At least let me know how Yinzhen feels about me, like how much his favorability has increased this morning, and how much of my task progress has been completed."

Qi Xi pouted in dismay: [The Monster Management Bureau is too poor and has no funds to develop new projects. Otherwise, why do you think I am here? It's because I am cheap labor. ]

Xiyu began to make every effort to instigate rebellion.

"You can try to fight for it. Only the crying child gets the milk. You said you have lived with me for so many years in such difficult conditions and you have not done anything wrong. What do you want?"

The little snake spirit's brain capacity was a little insufficient, but that didn't stop him from thinking that what the ginseng spirit said made sense.

If he doesn't fight, he will have nothing. He must fight for it.

After making up his mind, Qixi took a three-day vacation...