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"Yaoyao, you must discuss everything with your husband in the palace first, and never act on your own."

Before getting on the car, Hesheli held her hand reluctantly.

Xiyu knew that this sentence was meant for Yinzhen, so she nodded obediently.

After getting on the carriage, Yinzhen's expression seemed to relax a lot.

She quietly looked at the boy's expression, wondering: Could it be that it was just an illusion, and this guy is not unhappy?

"Is there anyone in your family that you don't get along with?"

The carriage was moving slowly on the official road, and the wheels were making a creaking sound.

Yinzhen used his slender fingertips to push aside the curtain, and through the gap he looked at the expressions of the people in Ulanala Mansion, with a probing look in his eyes.

"My father's concubine."

Xiyu blurted out, then came to her senses, with a bit of uneasiness hidden in her round, deer-like eyes: "Why do you ask that, Fourth Master? But did she offend you?"

"Ah!"

The cold wind blew in from the window, and her nose felt itchy and she sneezed.

"Not really."

Yinzhen nonchalantly withdrew his hand and pressed the curtain firmly so that not a single gust of wind could leak through.

Afraid that Yinzhen would misunderstand her as not virtuous, Xiyu timidly explained:

"Aunt Suli is my father's concubine, but my father doesn't like her because she was forced into my father's room and affected the relationship between my father and my mother, so on weekdays..."

"Yaoyao, there's no need to explain so much. If you don't like someone, I naturally dislike him just as much as you do."

He leaned lazily on the cushion, raised his eyelids to glance at the little wife who was staring at him in a daze, smiled, and spoke inadvertently.

"I heard that you had a very good personal relationship with Zarsu before you got married."

When Yinzhen read her nickname, it seemed as if he was constantly turning those two words between his lips and teeth, with a clear and gentle boyish voice, low and pleasant to the ear.

Xiyu was immersed in his love words for a moment and lingered in his temptation.

Hearing the question, he subconsciously asked: "Zarsu? Who is it?"

She blinked in confusion, and then realized that she seemed to have fallen into the gentle trap of the Fourth Master.

[Don't worry, it's just a little Karami, don't pay any attention to it. ]

Qi Xi used a secret technique to tell her, then quietly got into the package containing the books and turned himself into a snake cake, so that he could appreciate the ancient erotic paintings first.

Hiss~hiss~The wisdom of the ancients never deceives me!

Xiyu's body relaxed, and she seemed to be an insignificant person. But she didn't know why the Fourth Master suddenly asked about her.

When Yinzhen asked this question, he kept staring into her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't look like she was lying, he suppressed the emotion in his eyes, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"I heard rumors that you two are acquainted with each other, and I wanted to discuss something with you. Since Fu Jin doesn't know you, then forget it. It's not something to rush."

"Oh."

Xi Yu responded. It seemed that the rumors about the Fourth Master in the capital were not all false. He was indeed unpredictable.

"But as for the rumors, you should just listen to them. Many of them cannot be taken seriously."

The two reached an agreement.

At night, the two of them lay flat on the bed with a candle left in the room.

Yinzhen repeated Xiyu's nickname several times in his mind, and felt these two words lingering on his lips, as sweet as Xiao Fujin.

"Fourth Master~"

Xiyu sat up, her cascading hair casually scattered on her shoulders, looking fresh and clean, without any trace of hair oil, and her cheeks were stained with a blush.

She reached her hand under the pillow and groped around, placing the book between the two of them. She lowered her head and avoided looking at the boy next to her.

As he moved, a light scent of jasmine was wafted into the air.

"Well...my mother said she wanted to discuss and learn with my husband."

Yinzhen looked in the direction of her movements, and the next moment he turned over and got out of bed.

His movements faltered for a moment, and he looked at the young lady in disbelief.

"you you you……"

This stupid concubine actually brought this thing to study with him? Did she learn all the rules of the head concubine?

The heat climbed up his neck to his ears, and he looked away, his eyes fixed on the brocade shoes on the ground.

"This, I can do."

Xiyu raised her head suddenly and retorted in a small voice, "I won't do that. It hurts."

pain?

Little Fu Jin actually said it hurts? This...

Yinzhen lost face, and a hint of annoyance appeared in his deep pupils.

"In that case, I will not come to Madam Fu's room to cause trouble in the future."

His face was stern and a bit angry. He grabbed a cloak beside him, put it on, and left with his sleeves waving.

"Oh my god, why are you not wearing shoes?"

Gao Wuyong picked up his shoes and jogged after him.

Qi Xi gloated over the misfortune: [It’s over, it’s over. The little ginseng spirit has angered the target of the mission~]

"You speak as if if I offend the Fourth Master, you can go home."

Xiyu looked at Yinzhen's departing back, sighed, and at the same time did not forget to say something to Qixi.

Qi Xi closed his snake mouth tightly and turned into a bracelet in dejection.

"Fu Jin..."

Chunshi pushed open the door, cautiously poked his head in and called out.

When the people in Danruoju saw the Fourth Master suddenly get angry and leave, they all guessed the reason.

"Nothing, just keep watch as usual."

Xiyu gave an order, then stuffed herself into the quilt and threw the thing aside in annoyance.

Why did you blurt out the truth...

This is no different from saying he can't do it.

She was regretting it so much that her intestines were turning green, but the other people in the East Third Office were overjoyed.

When Song got the news, she got up from bed at night, asked someone to make ginseng soup, and rushed to the front yard.

In the end, he was scolded by Yinzhen and went back in shame.

After Song left, Yinzhen lay on the bed in the study, feeling furious. He really wanted to ask someone to drag the concubine out and give her thirty lashes.

As the wife of the prince, she actually wanted to take the prince to study those obscene books.

He didn't argue with the young wife because she was still young, and in the end, he didn't even say a word!

When she was in pain, he might not feel any better!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and Yinzhen became more and more conscious.

But it was already three quarters past midnight, and he had to pay his respects at Yonghe Palace tomorrow, so he turned over and tried to fall asleep.

After a cup of tea, he opened his eyes with an angry look and resentment.

He was so restrained every time, but he still said it hurt! Could it be that Xiaofujin was made of tofu? She couldn't be touched at all.

Yinzhen couldn't figure it out and called out Gao Wuyong.

After someone came in, he didn't know where to start. How could the eunuch know about such a thing? So he waved his hand and asked the person to leave.

Gao Wuyong came and left, closed the door gently, and looked up at the sky.

Well! Tonight is another sleepless night.

What he said was true. Yinzhen returned to the state before his wedding, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

I was half asleep and half awake in the bedroom, sulking all night.