A flash of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Zhongkang's fair and delicate face, which turned slightly red. He said seriously: "I have no other intentions for Miss Shen. Don't think too much about it. That bamboo flute is made of black bamboo that is hundreds of years old. It is the best in the world." It’s rare that I saw that Miss Shen likes black bamboo, so I thought of giving it as a gift. Don’t get me wrong.”
Wufu smiled and said, "Young master, you think too much. Of course I won't misunderstand you, as long as Miss Shen doesn't misunderstand you."
He rushed into the study with a smile, rummaged in the box, took out a bamboo flute wrapped tightly in brocade, and said happily: "I found it! I found it! I will send it to Miss Shen right now."
He was jumping and walking out when Zhou Zhongkang hesitated and stopped him again.
"Five blessings."
"Sir, do you have any other orders?" Wufu turned around.
Zhou Zhongkang opened his lips, then closed them. He waved his hands and said, "When I send you away, you are not allowed to talk nonsense. Just tell Miss Shen that I am very grateful for her help. As for anything else, don't say a word. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, Young Master, Wu Fu has been following Young Master for so many years, how can he still not know what's on your mind? Wu Fu will naturally keep his mouth shut tightly, and will never say another word that shouldn't be said." Wu Fu said with a smile.
Zhou Zhongkang glared at him: "What are you thinking in your belly, do you think I don't know? I have no other feelings for that Miss Shen, I just have respect. If you dare to talk nonsense, I can't spare you!"
Wufu stuck out his tongue: "Sir, Wufu doesn't dare."
"Go back quickly!" Zhou Zhongkang flicked his sleeves, turned back into the study, and closed the door with a bang.
Wu Fu glanced at the closed door, secretly amused in his heart, and muttered: Young Master, Young Master, when will you change your habit of talking duplicity? The more you refuse to admit it, the more you care about it in your heart. .
Respect? Do you just respect that Miss Shen? Even a blind person can see your affection for others, right
Otherwise, why would you invite people to live in the Yamen? Can just one person live in this county government office
He gripped the bamboo flute tightly and quickened his pace, determined to help the young master complete this errand.
*
Nanyue Kingdom, Pingxi County Prince's Mansion.
Tuoba Zheng was sitting in the main hall with a livid face, watching the butler hurried in holding a brocade box that had just been delivered to report.
"To report to the second prince, Chu... King Chu sent someone to deliver gifts again." The housekeeper looked at Tuoba Zheng's unkind expression with trepidation and pursed his lips: "How should I deal with it?"
"How to deal with it, do you still need to ask this prince?" Tuoba Zheng said in a low voice, staring at the gift box with a gloomy look, "Hurry up and burn it!"
"Yes, yes." The butler held the brocade box and was about to leave.
"Stop! Wait a moment."
Tuoba Zheng gritted his teeth and made a clanging sound: "Is this gift for me?"
The housekeeper did not dare to raise his head and replied in a low voice: "No, no, the person sent by Prince Chu specifically said that it was to be given to Miss Qianqian."
"Bastard! It's for Qianqian again, what on earth does this bastard want to do!"
Tuoba Zheng slapped the table angrily, jumped up, and shouted: "Open it for me, the prince. I want to see what good treasure that bastard gave me!"
"yes."
The butler had no choice but to take two steps forward with the brocade box in hand, and slowly opened the lid.
He thought to himself: Second Prince, why are you doing this? Just take it and burn it. If you look at it, it will only make you even more angry.