Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 1018 You Guess You Guess
Seeing that Su Yan was going to be burdened by state affairs at such a young age, she still couldn't bear it.

"Being in the royal family, since he enjoys supreme dignity, he naturally has to pay a corresponding price. Since he listened to your words and stayed in the palace, he naturally understands what you mean."

"Although he is young, he already understands the truth and decides right from wrong."

"If he dares to take over the government, he will definitely go all out and have no complaints or regrets. This is the path he chose, so you don't have to worry about it."

"But he, after all, is just a child..." Yun Zhuohua sighed.

If at this time, Sun Zenian was by Su Yan's side, Yun Zhuohua could feel completely at ease.

But now, Sun Zenian didn't know where to hide, and he blamed Yun Zhuohua for missing Rong Wanjin.

"Once you're in that position, it doesn't matter if you're a child or not."

"Even if the lady is reluctant to give up, she will not be able to shield him from the wind and rain for the rest of her life. He still has to go this way by himself."

"But this time, I can assist him from the sidelines, purge the courtiers, and reorganize the court."

"Teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching a man to fish, the lady said, how good is that?" Cang Yu asked with a smile.

Yun Zhuohua knew that Cangyu already had a calculation in his heart at this time.

Although Yun Zhuohua usually dealt with the Southern Wu Dynasty's affairs in front of Cangyu, Cangyu never crossed the threshold and never asked about the affairs of the court.

This time he would ask, probably because he had heard about it, so he came here to relieve her worries.

Now, her energy is not as good as before, and Cangyu has a proper way of doing things, so it is better to let Cangyu do it.

"Please help me with this matter, I'm sleepy." Yun Zhuohua leaned on Cangyu's shoulder, closed his eyes, and fell asleep as soon as he said sleep.

Cangyu's hand was still around Yun Zhuohua's waist, Yun Zhuohua's calm breathing was next to his ear, he thought, with such a day, what more could he ask for.

In the past two days, the cradle made by Cangyu has already set up a rough shelf, except for Yun Zhuohua's usual activities.

Watching Cangyu do carpentry work is added every day, which is something new.

Yun Zhuohua has never seen anyone doing carpentry, and this is the first time he has seen a cradle being made. It turns out that so many processes are required.

Cangyu spent a lot of effort just polishing it. In order to make the cradle look beautiful, he specially asked Yun Zhuohua to choose a pattern and carved it by himself.

Yun Zhuohua had nothing to do, he glanced at the cradle made by Cangyu, took a piece of paper, and drew on it.

"My lady, what is this drawing?" Cang Yu leaned closer to have a look.

Yun Zhuohua quickly covered it with his hands, and said mysteriously, "Guess."

Cangyu chuckled, and scratched her chin with her fingers, "Could it be that the lady is painting for her husband?"

"Drawing you?" Yun Zhuohua laughed, "I have hung your portraits all over the house, so where should I hang them again?"

"But those were all painted by myself. Speaking of which, the lady has never painted a portrait of me."

"The handwriting of the saint Du Yan's disciples is not priceless, but it is also rare."

"I don't want to paint!" Yun Zhuohua rejected him with a smile.

She raised her hand and wiped off the sawdust standing on Cangyu's chin in response to the sliver of sunlight, "Look at you, it's all on your face, and I don't know how to wipe it off."

Cangyu's eyes darkened, and she immediately leaned close to her body, "Speaking of which, it's not only my face, but also everywhere on my body."

"The lady is here to help you as a husband, so let's clean it up."

(End of this chapter)