Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Chu Haozhi and others traveled all the way, and it was already August when they arrived in the capital.

As soon as the three of them arrived at Meizhuang, a servant girl came to welcome them, took their luggage and packed them up.

Chu Haozhi walked straight to the west courtyard where he always lived, followed by two maids, walking lightly, with every step swaying.

"When did you come here?" There was no words all the way, seeing the two little girls trembling, Chu Haozhi opened his mouth to break the silence.

"This subordinate just arrived a few days ago. Guardian Zuo heard that the palace lord was returning to Beijing, so he sent us to serve the palace lord."

Seeing the palace lord speak, the little girl relaxed a little.

"Well, what's your name?"

"My subordinate Xuanyi."

"My subordinate Xuan Er."

Another maid replied.

"Are you of the Xuanzi generation?"

"Yes, our group of 13 people all start with the character Xuan."

The girl in the green dress was a little lively and answered quickly.

"Back when I first entered the palace, six people from the white generation followed me, but in the end, the fragrance disappeared."

Chu Haozhi stopped, picked up a flower with his slender fingers, and blew gently, the petals scattered with the wind.

Recalling the past, I can't help feeling sad.

Chu Haozhi rubbed his sleeves with his fingers, seeming to think of Bai Zhi and the other six, and fell into memories.

The two servant girls stood obediently on both sides, and no one dared to disturb them.

After a long time, seeing that the palace lord had no intention of leaving, Xuan Yi took back a cloak and carefully put it on Chu Haozhi's shoulders.

The slight touch woke up Chu Haozhi who was in deep thought, and he came back to his senses and said, "Since you are by my side, I will give you a name."

"The three paths of the hometown spit out the secluded bushes, and the dark frost fell into the blue sky overnight.

You guys should be called Xuanshuang and Xuanbi, and you don’t have to be too restrained when you follow me. "

After speaking, he closed the cloak on his body.

When Feng Shayu returned to the room to tidy up, he didn't see Yue Hanyan after a long time, so he called the housekeeper: "Where did Yue Hanyan go?"

The housekeeper didn't know about the relationship between the two, and seeing Feng Shayu calling his name, he broke into a cold sweat, and replied more respectfully: "The right protector went to Qingfengyuan, and I think he won't be back until evening."

Qingfengyuan only opens at night, so you don't come back at night.

The butler stood aside, carefully studying Feng Shayu's expression.

Qingfengyuan?Come at night?He actually went to find someone in the selling gold cave by the Moon River!This guy is really getting worse and worse!

Could it be his former friend in Beijing?No wonder there was no one there when I came back.

The more Feng Shayu thought about it, the more angry he became, cursing Yue Hanyan as a stinky hooligan.

The housekeeper was so frightened that he trembled all over, and comforted him in a low voice: "Young Master Feng, calm down, there must be something wrong with the right protector."

"The right protector has been alone all year round, just unsmiling, like a stern Buddha, the villain has never seen who is with him, you are the only outsider he brought back to Meizhuang..."

After hearing this, Feng Shayu stopped cursing, and went back to the room angrily, thinking about interrogating him during dinner tonight.

But until night fell, Yue Hanyan was nowhere to be seen.

Feng Shayu looked at the cool food on the table, let someone clean it up without interest, and went to take a shower and change clothes by himself.

After washing away his exhaustion, he reclined lazily on the couch, eating the grapes handed by the maid.

Looking at the handsome maids, he thought of making fun of them, which made the maids smile coquettishly.

"Bow your head and touch the lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as clear as water.

Putting the lotus in the sleeve, the lotus heart is completely red.

Look at Lian'er's shy little face, do you think this poem is very suitable for the occasion? "

While biting the grape Xia Lian handed over, Feng Shayu picked up a strand of hair hanging from her ear to play with.

Although Xia Lian hadn't read any poetry or books, she could hear it from Feng Shayu's slightly raised and slightly picky tone.

This poem is probably a love poem for the young gentleman to make a woman happy.

The maidservants were quite pretty, and they all blushed after being teased by Feng Shayu, they seemed to have a special taste.

They are maids who have just been bought from outside, and they have only seen the cold protector of the right, and the palace master with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes.

When had I seen such a pink-faced and humorous young man.

This son is dressed in brocade clothes, the Palace Master and the Right Protector all favor him, and he will not be a small person, if he wins his favor...

So the few people even tried their best to make Feng Shayu happy, and from time to time they coquettishly made Feng Shayu coax themselves.

When Feng Shayu used to learn perfumery from his unreliable master, he hung out with a group of women all day long.

There is a sister on the left, and another younger sister, coaxing all the high-minded rich ladies into ecstasy.

Now facing a few maidservants who adore him, he is even more comfortable coaxing others.

Because of leaving the capital for a while, many things were delayed, and it was already evening when Yue Hanyan had settled down and went to see Qin Liumo.

When Yue Hanyan came, Qin Liumo was putting on makeup and getting ready to go on stage.

Seeing someone coming, he couldn't wait to look behind Yue Hanyan.

Not seeing the person he wanted to see, a look of disappointment flashed in Qin Liumo's eyes, and then he smiled and said, "Has the Palace Master ever returned?"

"Well, the palace lord was infected with the plague a while ago, and was tired of traveling. He felt a little unwell, so he didn't come here together."

Yue Hanyan caught the fleeting loneliness and comforted her.

As smart as Qin Liumo, how could he fail to hear Yue Hanyan's comfort?

Still smiling, he invited people to sit down and ordered the attendant to bring some refreshments. The two of them were making tea and chatting about the current situation in the capital and what they had seen and heard along the way.

By the time the two finished chatting about the recent situation in the capital, it was already the top of the willow tree on the moon.

Qin Liumo said: "It's getting late, why don't you just have dinner in my Qingfengyuan, and treat it like I'm helping you clean up the dust."

Yue Hanyan remembered that Feng Shayu should still be at home waiting for her to go back to have dinner together, so she said:

"Mr. Qin's kindness, Han Yan accepts it.

My Yu'er should still be waiting for me to go back to eat, I was afraid that he would be in a hurry, so I went back first.

Another day, I will take him together to invite Mr. Qin to drink and make amends. "

Seeing the satisfaction and smile on Yue Hanyan's face, Qin Liumo was no longer persistent, and sent him off through the back door with ease.

When will there be such a person who will light the lamp and wait for him to go home for dinner?

Persevering for half a life, drifting and wandering, drifting for half a life, but getting nothing.

The world is suffering, and he also wants to have a home.

After seeing Qin Liumo, thinking that Feng Shayu likes to eat cakes, Yue Hanyan went to Baiweizhai to get a few boxes of cakes and hurried back.

As soon as I entered the yard, I heard a burst of bell-like laughter.

I was worried that this person would be angry if he waited too long.

Never thought that he would have such fun with the maids.

But when he opened the door, the scene in front of him made him stop in his tracks.

Feng Shayu had just finished taking a bath, and her hair was still dripping with water.

He didn't even dry it off, and just let a black hair scatter on the couch.

There was still a blush from the steaming hot water on his fair skin, his clothes were disheveled, and he leaned against the embroidered pillow loosely with his head tilted.

He supported his head with one hand, and put the other hand casually by his side, so unrestrained and unrestrained.

Occasionally, he leaned sideways and took the peeled grapes in the girl's hand with his mouth, which made several servant girls blush.

A servant girl was feeding the grapes, a servant girl was lying on his body and kneading his legs, and the other was bold enough to fan the flames on him.

Feng Shayu originally wanted to hit the maid, but from the corner of her eye, she saw the cold smoke around the corner, and stopped talking, and let her climb up by the ladder.

Seeing that there was something going on, the maid tried her best to fan the flames and tease Feng Shayu.

As soon as Yue Hanyan entered the door, she saw a few women lying on Feng Shayu's body, and one woman was all attached to Feng Shayu's body. She immediately suppressed her smile, picked a leaf from the flower pot and flew over.