Prince, Don't Come Over

Don't think he doesn't know. Young master, this is because he was driven out of the house by a woman. That's why he can't get along with him here! "My Lord, your wife is still a little girl. You have to let your wife know. After all, you are much older than your wife. Even if you make an apology, it's no big deal."

Chu Feifei quickly said, finished, but also from the hands of Yan MuQing grabbed his own bread.

"My Lord, a big man will not have the same insight as his own woman. You are broad-minded and should not be so mean?"

"Yes, yes, it's too stingy." Qiushui stood at the door, just heard Chu Fei's voice calling out loudly, "adults are adults, even if they are kicked out of bed by the young lady, how can they be so mean?"

"Besides, it's not the first time anyway. How easy it is to make amends to your young lady?"

Qiushui's voice is not small. The positive sign makes the people on the roof and in the room hear clearly. "Miss, adults steal steamed bread at night. It seems that they can only eat Nang bread and pickles tomorrow."

Yue ziyue, leaning on the bed pillar, turns over the words in her hand and thinks that Yan MuQing has given her a Book of "spring boudoir's grievances", and her face turns black instantly.

She is still a little girl, not hairpin little girl, Yan MuQing this guy, unexpectedly with her already married, gave her such a book!

What a shame! Even if, this book is also her mother to her pressure box bottom book, but, that also unforgivable!

"From tomorrow, the three meals a day of Chu adults are Nang cakes. It's time for Chu adults to fast. It's also good to clean up the fat in their bodies."

"Besides, every other day, Master Chu learns to cut the flesh and feed the eagles. At night, he sleeps on the roof of the house to benefit the thirsty mosquitoes of our Chu family. Well, it's impossible to say that Master Chu's heroic sacrifice can really get the protection of the Buddha."

Qiushui glances at the bright candlestick on the table and gives Chu Fei a helpless look. He quietly extinguishes the candlestick.

The little wife is heartless, and the little servant girl who is waiting on her side is also brain packed. Yan MuQing sees that Qiushui simply takes the little wife's words as an imperial edict and trots to the kitchen under the kitchen.

Chu Fei is also very heart plug, poor him very hard to save up two liang silver, fill the big hole to Qiushui, even did not hear a sound!

"My Lord, madam said clearly that tomorrow will be your hard day. Now you want to eat something delicious in the kitchen. It's OK."

For the last meal, you have to eat more, don't you?

Chu Fei just thought in his head and kept sucking his saliva. He was completely implicated by the young master. He hasn't finished his meal until now!

There was a pancake, but it was robbed by the young master! No doubt, Chu Fei, who is sad and angry, looks at the young master on the roof and runs away.

Yan MuQing originally wanted to pull Chu Fei to enjoy the moonlight and farce, but now that the accompanying audience is gone?

He tidied up his ide clothes, shook off the shallow dew, and walked slowly down the roof. Like a flower picker, he entered his little wife's room.

Yue ziyue doesn't feel sleepy, and Yan MuQing doesn't deliberately cover up her ide action, so when Yan MuQing is near the head of the bed, she can just look at her little wife's big black eyes.

The candlestick was out, and a small light was still on. Yan MuQing was very conscious and took off his robe and Chinese dress.

"It's cold and dewy outside at night. I've been out for a long time. I've got moisture on the south side of my body. For the sake of my mother's health, I'll take off my clothes for my husband."

This excuse, Yue ziyue curled her mouth and beat Yan MuQing's hand back. "What's the matter with Madame? Who let you in? "

"Yue'er, I'm wrong for my husband. I shouldn't ignore master Fu Shi's life. I shouldn't hurt you for other women. I shouldn't be so careless."

Yue ziyue is not so angry. After all, there are too many unpredictable things in the world. Yan MuQing is not an immortal. How can she expect everything?

Just, Cao Xi this woman is so troublesome, it's really a little irritating.

"Well, you've made a lot of mistakes. Would you like Mrs. ben to count you one by one?" Yue ziyue is lying on the bed with her fingers hooked. She hardly needs to think about it. Her mind is full of the original grievances.

The past is not something that can be forgotten.

Yan MuQing listened to the little wife's words, no longer taut, grinning a big white eye, smile, "or the moon know pain for her husband, can't bear to go outside for her husband to suffer."

With that, Yan MuQing wanted to get into the quilt. Even if he removed his robe and coat, he couldn't hide the fact that he didn't wash at all.

Want to cry clean Yue ziyue, not calm to Yan MuQing out of the foot.

The little wife's shadowless feet, more than once successfully attacked Yan MuQing, this let Yan MuQing to the little wife's kicking posture is very reproach, immediately picked."Yue'er, I'm going to wash for my husband now. I'm also a clean and gentle man, really!"

He seriously directed Yao if solemnly nodded, carrying the clothes on the table, quickly ran out.

Qiushui looks at the shadow running out. He is familiar with it, but he doesn't know who the person is. His hand holding the spittoon has a little more fluctuation.

Yue ziyue didn't know what her maid thought, otherwise she had to learn.

At the winter solstice, I thought that my young lady really couldn't do anything about my uncle's face. This is to let people feed mosquitoes on the roof all night, just like Buddha studying. Before an hour, she got people down.

Looking at this posture, does she have to go to the kitchen to transfer hot water?

Yue ziyue plays with the Jasper hairpin on her hand. It's still a very strange thing in Guiyang, which is full of bright silver.

Among the jewelry Yan MuQing brought here, she had never seen this one. This Jasper hairpin is very simple. The jade bone is carved into bamboo shape, and even the inlaid patterns are in the shape of bamboo leaves.

After thinking about it, Yue ziyue still put the Jasper hairpin under her pillow. A small oil lamp was still not bright. She was afraid of hurting her eyes.

Yan MuQing came and went in a hurry, and the speed of washing was also very fast, because he was afraid that when his little wife reacted, he would shut her outside the door.

To see the door has been tightly closed, Yan MuQing's heart is cool.

"Yuer, Yuer, don't be a husband?" Yan MuQing's voice is not big, but enough to let inside Yue ziyue hear, inevitably some dislike married a fool.

She fidgeted with the quilt over her head, ready to sleep.