You Yuji gently hooked his palm with her fingertips and asked in a low voice: "Are you angry?"
Si Que raised his long eyelashes and put on an obedient smile: "I'm just a little tired."
You Yuji smiled and said, "Let's go, go back and rest early."
When the two returned to Tanxiang Yingyue, Zhenxu and Baohe had already arrived and were instructing the maids.
Seeing You Yuji and Si Que coming back hand in hand from afar, Bao He nudged the pillow with her elbow and whispered, "It seems our work tonight was not in vain!"
The pillow was still uneasy about taking the initiative.
It was really late, and as soon as You Yuji came back, she told the maid to prepare bathing things. You Yuji stood beside the dressing table, tilting her head slightly, while picking the hairpins from her hair, thinking in her heart that she had to move faster. Because after she bathed, Si Que would also have to bathe.
She even thought about sending him to his own east wing to take a bath so that he could go to bed earlier.
"Madam." Zhenxu looked embarrassed, "Today, the pot for boiling water suddenly leaked, and we didn't prepare much water, nor enough milk."
Bao He said, "It's already the middle of the night. It will take a long time to boil water now. Madam, why don't you and Princess Que take a bath together?"
You Yuji took off the hairpins on her hair, turned around and looked at Zhenxu and Baohe.
As soon as Si Que came back, he sat on the rattan chair under the window, put Baisui on his lap, and teased it with a small dried fish. Hearing this, he also raised his head, glanced at the two maids, and then set his eyes on You Yuji.
You Yuji didn't say anything, and looked at Zhenxu and Baohe for a long time. Baohe's smile was a little stiff, and Zhenxu was already struggling in his heart whether to kneel down and apologize...
After a long while, You Yuji said "hmm" slowly.
Si Que withdrew his gaze and continued to tease Baisui with the dried fish in his hand.
Zhenxu and Baohe breathed a sigh of relief, smiled at each other, and immediately turned around to give instructions. As soon as the two turned around, You Yuji's next words came -
"That's it."
Zhenxu and Baohe were stunned, and they knew that this was a warning from You Yuji. The two did not dare to answer, and walked out quietly. Only after they walked out did they quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
The happiness of the two people for the whole night was wiped out.
"That's it. Madam has seen through it, so don't do this again in the future." Zhenxu said in a low voice.
Baohe hummed “hmm” in response.
The two walked forward. After a long while, Bao He whispered, "Be more careful next time..."
You Yuji and Si Que walked into the clean room together. Si Que sat on a high stool and suddenly asked, "Sister, can I get out of bed tomorrow?"
You Yuji didn't understand and looked back at him in confusion. When she met his bright eyes, she suddenly realized that Si Que was referring to Cui Yu's joke when they were getting on the carriage.
She didn't respond to Si Que's words. She took a step towards Si Que, touched Si Que's face with the back of her hand, and then touched her own cheek. His face was indeed a little cold.
She saw him sitting on a high stool as soon as he came in, guessing that he must be tired after being out tonight. She smiled gently and leaned over to untie the belt around his waist.
"Raise your hands."
She helped him undress, carefully and considerately.
Two people sat in the narrow bathtub. The milk in the bathtub swayed and some of it spilled out, flowing down along the wood grain of the tub.
Chun Xing was rarely as relaxed and happy as she was today. She was still smiling on the way back to her residence. Until she saw Chen Anzhi.
The smile on Chun Xing's face froze.
"Why did you come back so late?" Wang Jiang stood at the door and looked at her.
Chun Xing didn't explain, and walked past Wang Jiang with her head down. She stepped over the threshold, turned around and hung the door, without even looking at Wang Jiang.
Wang Jiang lowered his head and looked at the shadows cast by the lanterns hanging on the eaves swaying gently in the night breeze.
The scattered snowflakes were a little bigger, and small snowflakes were floating in the air. Wang Jiang didn't stay any longer and walked forward.
Before he had walked too far, he heard the sound of porcelain breaking, followed by Chun Xing's exclamation.
He turned around immediately and pushed the door open.
Chen Anzhi's shirt belt had been untied, and the two pieces of the shirt hung loosely in front of him. He stood by the bed, looking at Chun Xing with an unpleasant expression. Chun Xing fell to the ground, holding her hand, which was covered with blood and could not see the wound clearly.
"Master, what's wrong?" Wang Jiang forced a smile.
Chen Anzhi said nothing. He picked up the belt from the hanger, tied it up, and walked out with a cold face.
Wang Jiang endured it again and again, but still couldn't help but ask: "Auntie, did the prince hit you?"
Chun Xing lowered her head and pulled out the broken vase fragments stuck in her palm. She whispered, "The prince never hits anyone. I was clumsy and accidentally fell."
Wang Jiang stared at Chun Xing's hand. She pulled out the splinter that had pierced her, and another stream of blood gushed out.
Wang Jiang slowly clenched his hands hanging at his sides.
Not only was he unable to help her treat her wounds, he couldn't even stay for a moment longer.
Chun Xing spoke again in a low voice: "He has made the prince unhappy, go and persuade him..."
She was persuading him to leave.
Wang Jiang turned around and looked at Chen Anzhi who had already walked away.
He pursed his lips tightly, his cheeks tense.
—If we die together, can it buy her freedom
When Wang Jiang's footsteps faded away, Chun Xing raised her red eyes and looked towards the door. Before tears fell, she raised her face and closed her eyes tightly.
The next day, Hongzhan came early to pay her respects to Tanxiang Yingyue.
You Yuji severely punished Si Han for this matter and severely punished Hong Zan, making her realize her identity again. She came early and sat alone in the flower hall, waiting respectfully.
"Madam hasn't gotten up yet. If you have something to do, you can go back first." Zhenxu said.
"It's okay. I'll wait for Madam." said Hongzan.
But she waited and waited, not only did she not see You Yuji, but she also did not see the other concubines. She sat alone in the flower hall for half a morning, and then she realized that the mistress took the concubines to Lianshui for fun last night and did not return home until the middle of the night. She went to bed late and did not get up.
The Madam couldn't get up, and the concubines didn't even have to come to pay their respects.
The relationship between these concubines and the wives is really good.
When Zhenxu came over again to bring tea and cakes, Hongzan stood up and left. On the way back, she met two maids beside Lin Yingying. One of the two maids had followed Lin Yingying to Lianshui last night, and was telling the other maid how lively it was last night.
Hongzan frowned.
If she had been closer to the lady, would she have been able to go out and play last night
She heard that the lady often gave gifts to the concubines, including food and daily necessities, and even precious gold, silver, jade and stones. This made her envious.
But...if she tries to curry favor with the lady like the other concubines, Fang Qingyi will be unhappy, right
Hongzhan was in a dilemma.
At this time, Fang Qingyi was slowly mixing rice wine and adding a medicine into it. She lifted her sleeve with one hand and gently stirred it with a long spoon with the other hand. This was not the first time she did this. Before Chen Anzhi and You Yuji got married, she had added anger-inducing medicine to Chen Anzhi's wine.
She just added a little more dosage now.
It was almost noon when Zhenxu stood at the door of the inner room. She did not go in but knocked gently and said in a low voice, "Madam, it is almost noon."
It was too late. She had to come over and ask You Yuji to get up.
After a long while, You Yuji responded with a lazy "hmm" from inside the room.
Hearing that You Yuzhi had woken up, Zhen Xu turned around and left.
Before the pillow came, You Yuzhi had been awake for a while, but she was still tired and did not open her eyes.
Inside the bed, the quilt was bunched up in a corner and did not cover the two people.
You Yuji slowly opened her eyes, and immediately a hand covered her waist and slowly moved up. Feeling the warmth of his palm, You Yuji slowly closed her eyes again.
"Sister." Si Que came closer, "You're not the only one who can't get out of bed."
You Yuji couldn't help but curl her lips.
Listening to the sound of pillows and the footsteps of several maids outside, You Yuji pushed Si Que's hand away and supported herself to sit up. She lowered her eyes and glanced casually, and saw a white mark under her collarbone. She couldn't help but frowned, picked up her clothes and put them on, got out of bed lazily, and went to the outer room to wash up.
Zhenxu took another look at the skirt on You Yuji.
That is Si Que's skirt.
Si Que lay there for nearly half an hour before getting up. When he went out, You Yuji had finished his lunch and went to the flower hall to meet with a few stewards to deal with some matters of the You family.
Si Que had no appetite and ate something simply. After he took a bath, You Yuzhi was still in the flower hall and had not come back.
Si Que suddenly remembered that there was a pretty boy among the managers of the You family.
He went to the flower hall.
The window of the flower hall was open, and he could see You Yuji sitting there from a distance, listening carefully to the reports of several stewards. She would occasionally speak, but mostly she just listened to others.
You Yuji was listening to Fu Xuesong talking about things in the school when suddenly, the sound of a sad piano floated in from outside the window.
You Yuji looked up in surprise and saw Si Que sitting under a tree in the courtyard playing the zither. A heavy snow fell in the second half of last night. Although the snow in the courtyard had been cleared away, the snow between the branches still proved the existence of the snow.
A cool breeze blew, causing the branches to sway slightly, bringing down some snow that fell on Si Que's shoulders.
White clothes, black hair, cool breeze and a lonely zither.
"Madam?" Fu Xuesong waited for a long time after reporting but received no response, so he couldn't help but speak.
You Yuji came back to her senses and glanced at Fu Xuesong. Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind. She nodded and said, "I'll do as you say."
The matter was almost settled. Hearing her say this, several managers were about to leave. You Yuji looked at Fu Xuesong and spoke again: "The school is busy, and you have to teach. In the future, let Zhao He report on these matters."
Fu Xuesong looked at You Yuji in surprise, then nodded in agreement.
Several managers walked out and couldn't help but secretly glance at Si Que, but quickly retracted their gazes and walked out with their heads down politely.
"Aque." You Yuzhi's voice came from the window.
Her voice was gentle, totally different from the tone she used when discussing matters with the stewards.
Si Que stopped playing the song halfway through. His long fingers stopped moving and pressed down on the strings. The sad tune came to an abrupt end, drowned out by the sound of a string being pressed.
Si Que stood up, holding his zither, and walked towards the flower hall. He looked straight ahead and ignored the several You family stewards who met him.
There was a "click" sound, which was the sound of the window closing.
Fu Xuesong looked back and saw that not only the windows of the hall were closed, but also several doors.
He stopped for a moment before turning around and following the other managers.
In the flower hall, You Yuji was no longer as dignified as she was before when facing the stewards. She lazily leaned against the window, holding a red hairpin in her hand, and nonchalantly picked at the slightly curled green leaves of the vase of red plums on the corner of the table.
Si Que's eyes fell on her slender fingers.
You Yuji nonchalantly provoked Ye Zi and said casually, "We made some personnel changes today. One of those managers just now will not be here anymore."
Si Que paused for a moment when he was about to put down the piano, then continued to put down the piano in his arms.
He said "oh" casually.
You Yuji continued to pick leaves and waited patiently. Sure enough, Si Que spoke up soon and asked casually, "Which one?"
The corners of You Yuji's lips slowly curled up, outlining a smile.
She knew that she understood Si Que's music.
"That's the one who was walking at the end just now." You Yuji put down the red hairpin, turned sideways, and looked over with a smile.
Si Que looked at the corners of her eyes that were slightly raised.
He smiled and said to himself - vixen.