After Liu Zhang left, Sheng Jiaoxue's thoughts followed her away, and when Linglong came in, seeing Sheng Jiaoxue's distraught look, she already understood*.
"Miss, this is really a loss of sesame seeds, picking up a watermelon! King Huaide is much higher than Mr. Ren. I heard that King Huaide's biological mother is the most favored concubine Li in the palace. The slaves also heard that King Huaide They haven't been married so far, and many adults in the court are interested in marrying this powerful third prince! Miss, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" Linglong persuaded.
"Linglong, you girl is good at everything, but you are too smart." Sheng Jiaoxue poked Linglong's forehead with a shy face, and smiled.
"Miss, the servants are all for your own good! With the status of the master, you are as beautiful as a flower, even if you marry into the palace, you are more than enough to be a princess! The young master treats each other coldly, and the young lady treats you with a cold face. Why bother to hang him alone! I should have made a plan for myself earlier, if I win over King Huaide and make myself at home, the master will definitely approve of it very much." Linglong continued.
"Go back, isn't King Huaide coming to a family banquet tomorrow? I have to dress up properly." Sheng Jiaoxue got up proudly, and took Linglong to Mr. Songtao's residence.
At that time, it was almost dusk, Rourou had already cleaned up the kitchen, cleaned up the traces of eating sheep, bid farewell to Mr. Songtao and his party, and happily returned to Zuixianlou.
"Dangdangdang." There was a rapid knock on the door.
"Chef Wen!" Shui Mo came to open the door and was taken aback again.
Miss Wen just left, why did Chef Wen come here
Just when Shui Mo was puzzled, there were bursts of bleating sounds from behind Wen Shouzheng.
It was a pure white green goat, with two upturned horns and a tuft of beard, and it kept mumbling.
"Hey, Shui Mo, is Mr. Song Tao here?" Wen Shou was leading the sheep. You don't have to let it go, you just squeezed in.
"Chef Wen, what brought you here? Haha, girl Rou just left!" Mr. Songtao rushed over upon hearing the sound.
"Mr. Songtao. Tomorrow's little girl's safety needs to be entrusted to the master's hands. This is a trivial matter, not a respect." Wen Shouzheng smiled pleasantly, and led the green goat in his hand.
"Haha, Chef Wen is really thoughtful, Ren Yue, go and get my money." Mr. Song Tao was overjoyed when he saw the goat.
Just now, with the blessing of that girl's handicraft, he feasted on the delicious mutton, but Liu Zhang made it clear that he would eat the mutton in seven days. Today is the sixth day, and the sheep have already entered everyone's belly, how can there be sheep to entertain Liu Zhang tomorrow
I was thinking to let Sheng Yaoshan go out and buy one to recharge, but it happened that there was a market in the provincial capital today. The goats were all sold out, Sheng Yaoshan didn't give up, and went out to look for it, no, Wen Shouzheng is here!
"Chef Wen." Because Sheng Yaoshan was not around, the job of paying the money naturally fell on Ren Yue. Who made him a disciple of Mr. Song Tao? Ren Yue came out of the room slowly. Holding a bank note, he politely handed it to Wen Shouzheng.
"I haven't seen Mr. Ren for a while, but he's lost a lot!" Wen Shouzheng looked up at the thin Ren Yue, his face was pale and his figure was weak, and he couldn't help feeling a little worried.
"Chef Lao Wen remembers that Ren Yue traveled for a while a few days ago. Maybe it's because of the fatigue of the journey, and it will be fine after a few days of adjustment." Ren Yue smiled lightly, and handed the silver ticket to Wen Shouzheng's hand.
"Mr. Songtao, this can't be done. This sheep is a wish of Xiaomin. It's not worth a lot! Besides, the little girl will have to trouble you to take care of it tomorrow..." Wen Shouzheng declined.
"No matter how worthless it is, it is more or less the living expenses of the common people. Chef Wen, you can take it! If you don't take it, I will never go to your Zuixianlou for dinner in the future! Hahahaha!" Mr. Song Tao held the silver ticket firmly. Stuffing it firmly into Wen Shouzheng's hand, he continued, "Let Rou girl rest well tonight, and I will arrange everything."
"Hey, okay, thank you sir!" Wen Shouzheng took the bank note and went back with eyes full of gratitude.
Coincidentally, as soon as Wen Shouzheng left, Sheng Jiaoxue came back with Linglong's high-spirited look.
At first, I thought everything was the same, the sheep were tied in the yard, bleating from time to time;
Ink and Changsheng, coming in and out to serve Mr. Song Tao and the Ninth Prince Liu Xian;
My elder brother is either going out to do errands, or practicing martial arts in the courtyard;
As for Ren Yue, he left without saying goodbye a few days ago, no one knows where he went.
"Linglong, I'm thirsty, go get some tea." Sheng Jiaoxue explained to Linglong while walking towards the bedroom.
"Squeaky." Passing by Ren Yue's room, the door opened.
"Brother Ren Yue!" Sheng Jiaoxue was startled, as if no one knew where Ren Yue had gone, and at this moment, no one knew how Ren Yue came back.
"En." Ren Yue responded perfunctorily.
"When did Brother Ren Yue come back?" Sheng Jiaoxue greeted.
"Morning." Ren Yue turned his back and replied simply.
"Where has Brother Ren Yue been these past few days?" Sheng Jiaoxue couldn't help worrying when she saw that Ren Yue seemed a little sluggish.
"Miss, your tea." At this time, Linglong came in with a tea tray, and when she saw Sheng Jiaoxue and Ren Yue entangled again, she frowned slightly and deliberately reminded her.
"Oh." Only then did Sheng Jiaoxue realize that she had lost her manners just now. In a trance, she immediately brought Linglong into the room.
Who can blame this, one is the Prince Wushuang whom she has long admired for a long time, and the other is the aloof Prince Da Zhou; although one is as cold as ice and the other is as passionate as fire, after all, in Sheng Jiaoxue's heart, her attention to Ren Yue has even reached the limit. a habit.
Now, although this habit needs to be changed, there is still a process of adaptation after all.
"Miss, you're confused again. Master Ren treated you like that, why are you still chasing after you! If King Huaide sees this in the future, it will be so bad!" Linglong poured a cup of tea and handed it over to her. In the past, he continued to persuade: "Miss, King Huaide is interested in you. Anyone with a discerning eye will know it at a glance. Even if such a good relationship has begun, why do you still care about Mr. Ren? You see, he will leave and return. He is so solitary and never talks about it with others, how can he compare to King Huaide who knows the cold and the hot?!" Linglong analyzed from the side.
"Oh... that's right! Think of me as the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, in terms of talent, appearance and appearance, how can I be worse than those official ladies, brother Ren Yue... just wait, I will make you regret it!" Sheng Jiao Xue gritted her teeth secretly. He placed the cup in his hand heavily on the table.
As night fell, Wen Shou was busy finishing his day's business in Zuixianlou, and returned home with tenderness and worry.
"His father, will Mr. Songtao come tonight?" Zhou asked worriedly.
"Mother, don't worry, the master has come up with this countermeasure, so he will keep his promise, don't worry, wait a little longer." Wen Ting is also by Wen Rou's side at this moment. During the day, he has heard something about Liu Zhang asked his sister to cook sheep by name.
"Brother, are you afraid?" Rou Rou held Wen Ting's hand tightly.
"What are you afraid of him doing! Now I'm just a scholar, with no achievements and no reputation. If I get the fame in the future, I will be ranked in the imperial court. When I confront Liu Zhang, I will definitely let him show his original shape!" Wen Ting was full of righteousness. road.
Scholars often come into contact with political affairs more quickly than ordinary people. Although no one in the court dared to speak out about the misdeeds of the prince on the third week, there were often things that did not need to be spread by the official, and gossip often spread quickly.
Wen Ting was in the provincial capital these days, relying on his own talent, he came and went again and again and met some motivated scholars. Talking to each other, naturally, they also know a little more about this King Huaide.
The day before yesterday, when I heard that King Huaide actually wanted his sister to cook sheep, Wen Ting couldn't help clenching his powerful fists tightly.
If Mr. Song Tao hadn't made a plan, Wen Ting's fist would naturally go with Wen Rou tomorrow.
"Dangdang." There was a rhythmic knock on the door.
"Here we come!" Wen Ting was overjoyed and hurried to open the door.
Under the moonlight. The person who came was not Mr. Song Tao, but Ren Yue dressed in white.
"Master Ren!" Wen Ting exclaimed in alarm.
"The teacher sent me here, Miss Wen, please." Ren Yue politely motioned Wen Rou to enter the room and sit down, while he still walked in slowly.
His foot injury is slowly recovering.
"Young master Ren, what exactly does Mr. Song Tao mean?" Wen Shouzheng followed Zhou Shi and Wen Ting along. eagerly asked.
"Hehe, Chef Wen, don't worry, you will know when Ren Yue finishes putting on Miss Wen's make-up." Ren Yue smiled slightly, signaling for everyone to feel at ease, and he calmly took the one with him. Only dowry.
"Father, mother, elder brother, don't worry if Mr. Ren is here." Gentle comforted, signaling everyone to be calm.
The Wen family retreated from the tender room worriedly, and waited outside anxiously.
Gently raising his hand, Ren Yue's slender white fingers moved across his gentle face.
"Rou'er." Ren Yue called softly.
"Huh?" Ruan's heart tightened, what did he want to say? Parents and elder brother are all waiting outside!
"Have I combed your hair before?" Ren Yue put down the makeup brush in his hand, and gently stroked the soft, soft and smooth hair.
"Before?... This is the first time." Rourou felt another soreness in her eyes. If there were no people waiting outside, at this moment, she would not be able to stop crying.
"Then Ren Yue is really lucky." Ren Yue responded with a slight smile.
"I have heard that Mr. Ren's disguise technique is superb, I never thought I would be lucky enough to try it today." He smiled softly.
"You know I can disguise myself?" Ren Yue stopped his hands and asked very curiously.
"Well, I know, Mr. Ren's ability has long been rumored in the market." He smiled softly and casually.
In her previous life, she knew that Taoist Ren Yue Sui Tianyuan not only learned the superb flower swordsmanship, but also learned the illusion-like disguise technique.
Otherwise, relying on him and Sheng Yaoshan, how could they enter and exit the Royal Prison freely!
However, this time, under Ren Yue's subordinates, he didn't know how he would be disguised.