Concubine ran away again

Chapter 129 Poor Little Ruiyun

After finishing speaking, he deliberately put the lid of the side pot on the small white porcelain bowl.

Baiyun nunnery is located in a remote place, so it's rare to see a stranger, and it's even rarer to see a young master.

Ziyun couldn't hold back her swaying heart, so she hurriedly nodded shyly: "If that's the case, then I'll be in trouble, Junior Sister! I'll go back as soon as I go!"

After confirming that she was gone, Ruoyun smiled coldly.

Without saying a word, he lifted the lid of the pot that was just there just now, and then took out the purple gourd bottle from his sleeve, sprinkled the Hydrakuqua inside into the vanilla porridge, and gently stirred it with the spoon next to it.

It was done in one go, and without anyone noticing.

Just after putting the lid back on the pot, Ziyun rushed in angrily behind him.

"You stinky girl, where is there any son?"

After everything was done, Ruoyun returned to her original nature.

Flicking her sleeves, she couldn't help rolling her eyes: "Young Master has already left, but Junior Sister has to say, with Senior Sister's big face as round as a full moon, even if Young Master sees her, I'm afraid she won't stop. Trouble!" When Senior Sister is fine, look in the mirror more often! It’s so ugly that you don’t know it!”

After finishing speaking, he turned around triumphantly and left
Inside the Yaxiang Pavilion, Qiao Yuyan was teaching Ruiyun how to write with a calligraphy brush.

Because Baiyun nunnery has no master, these little nuns can't even write their own names since they were young.

"Ruiyun, look clearly, these two characters are your name! Come on, write it down a few more times, how can this person not even know his name!"

Pointing to the word Ruiyun written by herself, Qiao Yuyan handed the brush to Ruiyun.

Ruiyun is also a smart kid, and he learned it quickly.

While writing, she pouted: "Ms. Qiao, it's not that Ruiyun doesn't want to learn, it's just that the master said that a woman in the world is a virtue without talent, let alone a woman who is a monk, and she doesn't need to learn how to write."

Hearing that it was the old nun's fallacy, Qiao Yuyan couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Listening to her nonsense, I think it's probably because she is illiterate, so others are not allowed to learn. Don't listen to her. You are here with me these days and learn to write seriously."

At this moment, Ziyun walked in with vanilla porridge.

Qiao Yuyan could smell that fragrance from a long distance away.

She hurriedly sat back on the wicker chair, intending to savor the delicacies of this world.

Unexpectedly, just as he picked up the spoon, he saw Ruiyun staring at the vanilla porridge in his hand not far away.

Qiao Yuyan looked a little embarrassed, and hurriedly asked with a smile: "Ruiyun, do you want to eat?"

Xiao Ruiyun put down the brush in his hand and walked up to her.

"Ms. Qiao, before this vanilla porridge could only be eaten by the master alone. Ruiyun couldn't help drooling when he smelled it, but he didn't know what it tasted like."

After all, he was a child, and he wiped the smack off his mouth after speaking.

No matter how greedy she is, Qiao Yuyan will not compete with a child for food.

So she generously handed the bowl of porridge to Ruiyun: "Okay, then Madam Qiao will fulfill your wish this time, you eat this bowl, Madam Qiao will let Senior Sister Ziyun cook another bowl!"

This made Ruiyun very happy, she nodded quickly, picked up the spoon and began to eat in big mouthfuls.

Unexpectedly, just after eating less than half of it, the whole person's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he fell to the ground and died.

Seeing this, Yuzhen yelled, "Protect your mother! There is poison in the porridge!"

Yuzhi next to her quickly stretched out her arms to block her.

At this moment, Qiao Yuyan's loving smile froze on her face, and she even forgot to take it back.

(End of this chapter)