Wang Wanzhi raised her hand and spanked Yan Yu's butt hard. The sound of the snap was very clear.
The young lady rarely hit her, and if he hit her so hard, she must be really angry. Whether it was anger or lovesickness, she needed to let the young lady vent her anger.
Wang Wanzhi scolded her while typing: "I think it's because you are so romantic and dishonest, you always say some inexplicable things."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yu immediately flushed with embarrassment and replied, "No, miss."
Wang Wanzhi's first blow was a real rebuke, and the next few were just symbolic. She was casual in nature, and Yan Yu also knew how to behave appropriately. Only when she went too far beyond the rules, she, the young lady, would regulate herself to prevent Yan Yu from indulgent habits.
Hitting Yan Yu means loving her, scolding Yan Yu means cherishing her.
When he stopped and saw that Yan Yu still couldn't get up, he said in a deep voice: "If you don't get up yet, are you addicted to beatings?"
Yan Yu stood up immediately.
Wang Wanzhi saw Yan Yu's face flushed and a few strands of hair on her temples swaying in her mouth. She smiled and cursed, "I'm really addicted to beating her."
When Yan Yu heard these words, they were rich in connotation and profound in artistic conception, and he immediately sniffed: "No."
"He said no, go and look in the mirror yourself."
Yan Yu kicked her feet in embarrassment: "Miss, I'm not coming."
Wang Wanzhi smiled: "Don't you like to say that you are addicted? When a young lady is honest, she is easy to bully."
Yan Yu immediately blushed and said, "Miss, you are not honest."
Wang Wanzhi was stunned.
Yan Yu chuckled: "Last night you were talking in your sleep, and I heard you."
Wang Wan was shocked: "What did I say in my sleep?"
"Miss, whatever dreams you have, you can say whatever you want."
Wang Wanzhi's pretty face suddenly turned red: "How could you eavesdrop!"
Yan Yu smiled slightly: "Miss, you are just dreaming, and it is not real. It doesn't matter if I, Yan Yu, hear it. Even Yan Yu knows it now. Miss, you too..."
Wang Wanzhi raised her hand to interrupt: "That's all, I'm afraid of you."
As he spoke, he couldn't swallow, so he glared at Yan Yu and said coldly: "If you are not my personal person, look at me... look at me..."
Yan Yu answered: "If I were not Miss's confidant and knew Miss's secrets, I would definitely be silenced by Miss."
Wang Wanzhi smiled helplessly: "I didn't teach you to be sharp-tongued. Who did you learn it from?"
"Thank you Fuli."
Wang Wanzhi smiled and said: "Nonsense, I'm not as crooked as you."
"But in the dream, he was very immoral. He bullied the young lady until she begged for mercy."
Wang Wanzhi said with a stern look, "Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and I'm not afraid of what you say."
"Miss, I will say it then."
Wang Wanzhi spoke softly: "Do you have to force me to sew your mouth shut with a needle?"
"Miss, you can stop Yan Yu's mouth, but you can't stop the world's Youyou."
Wang Wanzhi was very helpless: "I taught you how to read and speak, but you actually used it in this way."
"What you learn is what you learn but you don't use it properly. Thank you for teaching me."
Wang Wanzhi said "Eh".
Yan Yu said what Xie Fu usually said, "The truth will be revealed to the world."
The longing is long, but the duration is too short.
Surround Wei and rescue Zhao.
…
Said something like that.
Wang Wanzhi was confused after hearing this: "It's very serious."
Yan Yu chuckled: "Miss, you have to combine it with the actual scene to understand."
Wang Wanzhi asked doubtfully: "Have you understood?"
Yan Yu smiled and said: "I don't know if it has been leaked. After all, some of it is too deeply hidden."
Wang Wanzhi said: "If this is really the case, when I meet him, I will definitely ask why he taught you these things."
Yan Yu hurriedly said: "Miss, you must not ask."
"Why?"
"I'm pretending not to understand."
Wang Wanzhi said: "I'm ashamed but I also like to hear it."
It was late at night, but the laughter of warblers could still be heard in the room.
Wang Wanzhi was tired, so she fell into a deep sleep.
But Yan Yu is awake and has her own ideas in her heart. Miss can't relieve your worries, so why should she be someone close to you?
There is a love poem on the table that I feel pity for the lady, but the lady has not embroidered it on the silk.
The young lady wanted to embroider, but due to etiquette, she restrained herself.
Wait for me to help you with this, so I picked up my needle and thread and embroidered this poem on the bottom of the silk cloth.
At midnight, Yan Yu rubbed her sore eyes and finally finished the embroidery.
Yan Yu felt happy in her heart when she saw the sweet and gentle young lady on the bed with her blushing face.
Miss, miss, you have suffered so much. These days, Yan Yu can finally see you sleep well and no longer have to suffer from illness.
Sadness is already extreme, but joy also requires extreme joy.
Looking down at the love poem that has been embroidered on the silk, I can't let you know about this, otherwise, according to your character, I will definitely stop it.
Fu Xie is a man and has no shame, so let him take the blame.
You are not wrong, you are still a good woman who abides by filial piety and etiquette.
Then all you have to do is rejoice.
Thinking of this, Yan Yu put the silk cloth away.
Early the next morning, Yan Yu handed the silk cloth and the love poem to Xie Fu.
Immediately afterwards, he secretly contacted Governor Sun.
Although Yan Yu spoke in a cryptic manner, how could Sun Shaochang not understand it? She asked him to pretend not to know and make it convenient for Fu Xie.
Sun Shaochang thought about it in his mind. As a subordinate of the palace, he naturally thinks about his two masters in everything.
Besides, Mr. Xie and Miss Xie were already a sworn couple, but their engagement was delayed due to the sudden death of the master. From this point of view, it is not a personal relationship.
These days, Mr. Xie delivers meals every day. We can only miss each other from a distance across a wall, and see each other to relieve the pain of missing each other. If there is anything not allowed, it is reasonable and reasonable.
Although he was suspected of dereliction of duty, he should help him with this favor.
It's just that... Madam is also in the mausoleum. Letting a man in is equivalent to letting a thief into the house. From this point of view, it is an unpardonable crime.
Thinking of his wife's cold words "Does it look good?", a chill suddenly ran down Sun Shaochang's spine.
Madam, that's no joke. That move, Lingxi Shooting Moon, can string all of them into candied haws with one sword.
Everyone who works as a maid develops the ability to watch people's emotions, and Yan Yu is the same. Seeing Governor Sun's willingness but concern, he whispered: "Director Sun, don't worry, I heard that Madam has been staying behind closed doors these days. Very lazy, and besides, he is also his future son-in-law. Tiger poison cannot eat its children, let alone humans."
Governor Sun said, "I'm really worried. It's not like you don't know how tall my wife is..." As a slave, he really didn't dare to say the following words.
Yan Yu asked in confusion: "What?"
Governor Sun whispered: "I'm afraid Mr. Xie can't bear it."
Yan Yu heard this and said angrily: "That's nonsense! I don't know who the young master is yet, and I would never do such a thing that disrespects human ethics."
Governor Sun said hurriedly: "Of course not! Of course not! I mean, it's not a good idea to take a peek."
Yan Yu sneered: "Director Sun, you are speculating on Mr. Xie and his wife like this. Aren't you afraid that I will file a complaint?"
Governor Sun was stunned: "Miss Yan Yu, you are really a snake-hearted person!"
Yan Yu leaned closer and laughed softly: "If you help me, I will be in the same boat with you."
Governor Sun smiled helplessly: "I will risk my life. If something happens, you must ask the lady to protect my life."
Yan Yu said contemptuously: "Why should you be a bodyguard if you are greedy for life and afraid of death?"
Governor Sun smiled bitterly: "I don't want to die in vain! And I'm carrying a big charge of letting a thief into the house."
"You want to die, keep your voice down."
Governor Sun said: "It is not appropriate for too many people to know about this matter. When the time comes, I will transfer everyone to the left side of the mausoleum, and the right side will be empty."
"Yeah, improvise."
The two conspired.
Throughout the ages, a trivial matter has been a trivial matter for those at the top, while a group of people at the bottom have to worry about it.
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