The white-haired maid straightened her appearance, lowered her head and straightened her clothes to look more bulging, and walked into the study.
At the table, Ouyang Rong heard the movement and said without raising his head:
"There is mung bean cake on the coffee table. The new cook made it. It tastes very sweet. You should like it. Remember to wipe your teeth before going to bed."
Unlike Ouyang Rong, Wei Lai likes sweets.
Because I have never tasted it before.
The white-haired girl also followed the young magistrate back to Meiluyuan, and only then did she realize that there is such a thing as "sweetness" in the world.
"Okay, Master."
Wei Lai obediently agreed, did not immediately go over to talk, and silently walked to the desk.
She lowered her head and looked down, then took out an inkstone and an ink stone, and started grinding ink for Ouyang Rong with her bare hands.
Ouyang Rong caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. He took his eyes off the small words on the book and glanced at the white-haired maid who was "adding fragrance to her red sleeves".
Wei Lai gently grinds the ink.
He glanced down at his own clothes and explained:
"I accidentally spilled tea on my skirt. I just changed it."
Ouyang Rong nodded and said softly:
"I just talked about it in half detail. They also made a pot of tea for you and brought it to you. Was it you who called me?"
"Yes." Wei Lai nodded with a smile: "How about the tea made by the sisters? Does the master like to drink it?"
"It's not bad." After a pause, he added: "But his skills are worse than yours."
Wei Lai pursed her lips and smiled, standing in front of the table, lowering her eyebrows and studying the ink carefully.
Ouyang Rong glanced at her and suddenly asked:
"When I was away, did your aunt and other maids ever bully you?"
He had asked this question once on that moonlit night when they were having a heart-to-heart talk under the covers, and he asked it again now.
"No."
Wei Lai shook his head, "Auntie and Sister Banxi are very kind to slaves. They have taught slaves a lot of things."
The young magistrate said softly "Hmm" and glanced at the white-haired maid again. The latter smiled slightly and he didn't ask any more questions.
Ouyang Rong buried his head and continued to flip through the book.
Until now.
Every time Ouyang Rong dragged his tired body back to Meilin Courtyard at night, he would see an exquisite European-style white-haired lolita wearing a Hanfu skirt in the antique study room, obediently serving him tea and water, adding fragrance to his red sleeves, and making the bed. quilt.
The clumsy figure busy and busy is endearing... His eyes are still a little dazed.
It was half an accident to bring Wei Lai back from Kou Ma Xing.
Although Ouyang Rong had no choice but to persuade his junior sister and aunt to urge him to make the trip.
But my original intention was to save a cheap and pitiful slave, so I tried my best.
It's just that Ouyang Rong didn't expect that the blessings exchanged for merit would appear in this form.
He was brought back to Meiluyuan in a daze.
Such a white-haired lolita.
Whether you look at it from the outside, from the inside, during the day, or from under the covers at night...
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be so miserable, but she was really so miserable in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Grandma doesn't love her uncle, and people hate dogs.
Last time, even Su Dalang, who had become an uncle due to heavy homework, came to the study as a guest, and didn't look at Wei Lai. Even the tea she handed over politely, Su Fu forced a smile and didn't touch it...
After several meetings, the Su family man no longer complained about the maid in his yard in front of Ouyang people, and she became more and more kind to him.
obviously.
He won.
One word.
win!
Ouyang Rong, who was inexplicably stunned by the win, was dumbfounded.
I don’t know whether I should lament that the aesthetics and sexual preferences of this era are far behind and need to be improved.
Still lamenting that in his previous life, he was subtly influenced by too many foreign aesthetics and developed some sexual fetishes that went against his ancestors.
But no matter what, he had a heart-to-heart talk that moonlit night and gradually realized a problem when he looked at the white-haired maid in his arms who was clearly stimulated and emotionally released.
If the flood control is successful one day, I exchange my blessings, slap my ass and leave, what will happen to the people around me?
Everyone else was fine to deal with.
The possible marriage contract with his junior sister had been severed in time due to the mutual rejection of the junior sister and him before he came down from the Donglin Temple, preventing the tricks of their respective elders from succeeding.
After being rejected for marriage once, some concerns and narcissism disappeared. It's like two people who failed on a blind date and became friends again.
Ouyang Rong thought that his current relationship with his junior sister was a gentleman's friendship, more elegant than any male and female best friends in his previous life, very normal and comfortable.
This is also the reason why he unsuspectingly allowed his junior sister to indulge in his "Haoran Zhengqi" practice.
If you want to suck it, suck it now, you won’t have a chance in the future.
However, the junior sister seems to have grown more and more respect for him as her senior brother recently. She talks more and more and often comes to him for advice. Before, she half-jokingly asked him, an outsider, to discipline her like her father.
As expected of the Zhilan family tradition of the Xie family in Chen County, the junior sister is indeed humble and studious.
Ouyang Rong sighed with emotion from time to time.
Privately, I also estimate that she should be able to go further in the Confucian sect than he, a well-known and upright gentleman.
After all, Ouyang Rong does not know how to refine Qi.
These days, although I occasionally hear some secrets about Qi refining from my junior sister, I listen with great interest.
But he never took the initiative to ask about how to refine Qi and other matters.
Because practicing this kind of Qi refining technique cannot help Ouyang Rong control the water.
Anyway, if he suddenly leaves one day, it won't be a big problem for the junior sister.
The same goes for Liulang, Ashan, and Su Dalang.
They are all grown men, and they are reluctant to let go of someone with a fart.
It is normal for brothers and friends to spend time together and get together.
Just like what Ouyang Rong said to Ah Qing in the carriage a few days ago, not all separations include saying goodbye. Look forward, don't look back.
These friendships in Longcheng County would not be a burden to Ouyang Rong if they were separated.
What, you ask Ah Qing what to do?
You beast...
Now only the Meiluyuan side is left.
The first is Zhen.
Ouyang Rong actually felt a little guilty about this mean aunt who valued family affection and loved her nephew very much.
After all, he is the only child in the family and the backbone of the Ouyang family in Nanluo.
If Ouyang Rong "leaves" again, it will naturally have a huge impact on the family and stop the family's rise in power.
But think about it from another perspective.
In fact, Ouyang Lianghan, the Jinshi Tanhualang and the seventh-rank Longcheng County magistrate, should have died long ago. He should have died in Donglin Temple.
It was he who woke up and forcibly renewed his life. He also did a lot of good things for the benefit of the people in Longcheng County. His reputation in this county can add a lot of glory or memorial to the Ouyang family in Nanluo.
Zhen also stayed with her beloved nephew for a few more months.
Thinking about it this way, is Auntie making money?
Thinking of this, Ouyang Rong smiled sheepishly.
So in the end, only the white-haired maid in front of me was left.
The aunt didn't like her, and even in front of her nephew, the expression of joy and anger on the woman's face was not hidden.
Therefore, once Ouyang Rongruo leaves, one can imagine the situation that Wei Lai will be in in this family.
As for letting her go outside... the situation outside is even worse. It's better to stay in Ouyang's family, at least she can have food to eat.
He had many free choices, but Wei Lai only had him to choose and rely on... So Ouyang Rong thought about it that night and only came up with a relatively reliable and simple method:
Let Veraire be the woman he appears to be.
Take advantage of the etiquette of this era.
Especially the local clan sects in the south, which have conservative customs, value this set of rules even more.
As long as a woman has been touched by Ouyang Rong, the Nan Luan Ouyang family must at least have a good life.
Speaking of which, my aunt is a similar example. She became a widow just after marrying into the Ouyang family. She only has the name of husband and wife, but no real life as husband and wife. However, she is still a woman of this family and an elder aunt. As a descendant, Ouyang Rong must be filial and respectful. .
Therefore, he tried hard to get Zhen to recognize Wei La while pinching his nose.
Maybe because of the mutual dependence and sympathy, I might have some empathy and have a better attitude toward Wei La for the rest of my life?
So, after that heart-to-heart talk under the moonlight, Ouyang Rong, who was already full of energy, started his first tea ceremony and water treatment half-heartedly under the pitiful eyes of the white-haired maid.
However, Ouyang Rong insisted on the bottom line and did not take the last step when faced with the delicate and endearing figure in the bed.
Although only when there is a breakthrough can it be considered a true concubine relationship.
This is how personal maids accompany the house, and can be promoted to concubines.
But Ouyang Rong had some kind of complex in his heart.
Once he breaks through completely, he will be responsible to the end. Then can he go back?
Anyway, Ouyang Rong felt that it was enough to have a deep relationship. In the future, when he revealed his identity in front of the Zhen family and raised the status of Wei Lai's family, it would be enough to have some confidence and evidence.
What's more, Ouyang Rong felt that Wei Lai might be ignorant. He didn't know what the last step was. He might have thought that he had done almost everything with his master... Fuck you, this is just the beginning, stupid. Girl.
In fact, doing a tea ceremony, treating the butterfly stream, and then just patting your butt and walking away is already very bad.
The difference from the other kind is nothing more than a small slag and a big scum.
But people are like this sometimes, and they need to find some reasons, or inexplicable persistence to hide their ignorance, in order to seek some psychological comfort...
Crowning it again is an expedient measure.
Behind the desk, Ouyang Rong was distracted for a moment.
During the break, I sorted through my thoughts again.
In fact, he has been thinking about all these twists and turns in his mind for a long time.
It's not like leaving things behind and letting the floods go to the sky after leaving.
after awhile.
The white-haired maid studying ink at the table saw her master half-covering his book, leaning on the table with his right elbow, gently rubbing the bridge of his nose with two fingers, and resting with his eyes closed.
Wei Lai wiped Bai Jie's small hands with a handkerchief, walked behind his chair, and gently massaged Ouyang Rong's temples on both sides.
"Master, has he been busy recently?"
"A little bit. The construction of Di Gong Gate is at a critical stage. I will get up early in the next few days to go there. I have to guard Di Gong Gate during the day. I may come back very late. If I can't come back, I will ask Liu Lang to bring the message."
The tired magistrate, who was enjoying a moment of tranquility with his eyes closed, comforted him:
"You go to bed on time, you don't have to wait for me."
"good."
"You also agreed last time that the oil lamp in the house will be almost dawn. If my junior sister and I hadn't come back early, would some sleepy person have to lie down on the table and sleep until the sun basks in the sun? Hmm..."
Ouyang Rong's words were blocked by two catkins.
Wei Lai covered her master's mouth with both hands, and begged with a shy face: "Master, please stop talking, please."
Ouyang Rong laughed.
The master and the servant whispered something. After a while, it was getting late. Ouyang Rong closed his book and went to take a bath behind the screen.
While Wei Lai was tidying up her desk, she silently glanced at the tired back of her master, who was walking and doing some strange chest-expanding and stretching postures.
Although she just came to Meiluyuan to work as a maid not long ago.
But one thing is very clear.
This is indeed what I learned from those sisters.
There are some things that she can do and so can you, but they are just not suitable to expose in front of the master.
Unless the table is overturned, life and death will result.
This chapter is not finished yet, I will add another chapter in the early morning! (pout)
(End of chapter)
