Pei Yanzhou listened to the cry of the person in front of him and slowly picked up the tea cup. When he lowered his eyes and looked at the tea surface, there was still a faint smile on his lips.
He never liked drinking tea with a lot of added ingredients. Only on weekdays when Song Jinyin was making tea, he would drink more of it.
"Although I don't dare to let the two masters make the decision for me, I will never admit the crime of trespassing. If the maid hadn't mentioned it just now, I wouldn't have known that the place was a teahouse, let alone do what I did. Such an offensive move.”
"But she knew it but didn't dissuade her. She clearly wanted to embarrass the slave! And the slave even listened to her..."
Si Tao's voice paused, and she slowly raised her eyes, looking like she was about to cry.
"The slave also heard her speaking rudely to the girl, but after all, it was outside, and the slave did not dare to cause trouble for the girl, so she thought of saying something in a subtle way. It seems that she was jealous of the slave, and that's what happened next. ."
Pei Yanzhou didn't drink the cup of tea, he just looked at it and put it back on the table.
"Your maid has been wronged."
"Then the prince brother wants to make the decision for her?"
Pei Yanzhou raised his eyes and looked down, tapping his fingertips on the table again and again. His deep eyebrows made Sitao blush immediately.
"Does your hand still hurt?"
Sitao was stunned for a moment after hearing these words, and she was sure that the gaze was on her. She seemed surprised and happy, and her brows were a little excited.
"I don't want to cause trouble to the Crown Prince. I can bear this little injury."
"How can I make a girl endure this?"
Pei Yanzhou looked back at Cang Lin with a smile, "Take this girl down to apply the medicine, prepare some small gifts, and then follow You Yi back to the general's mansion."
"Yes, Master."
Cang Lin stepped back and waited outside for a long time before seeing the maid reluctantly walking out.
It wasn't until they were far away that Sitao came back to her senses.
She didn't expect that the noble prince, who was beyond the reach of the bright moon, would look at her with such gentle and profound eyes.
The joy in my heart was uncontrollable.
The corner of her eye reflected a cold-faced Cang Lin, and she curled her lips. However, she still cared about his identity and the sword at his waist. Although her tone was somewhat dissatisfied, she did not dare to be too presumptuous at the moment.
Seeing this, Cang Lin's expressionless face revealed a trace of ridicule for the first time.
This is really like being in the eyes of a noble person.
But as everyone knows, a small gift is by no means a comfort or reward to her. After returning to the general's mansion this time, it will be difficult for her to leave the mansion.
"Brother Prince wants to plot against even a maid, is it because she talked about Song Jinyin?"
"You keep her by your side every day, aren't you just planning something?"
In the front hall, Xu Youyi stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the figure walking away, she chuckled, "How can this be a plan? I just want to know, give her an idea and let her serve me again." Who dares to put his thoughts on the master?"
"Didn't I give you the opportunity to go back home and kill the chickens to scare the monkeys?"
Pei Yanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at the fading tea cup on the table, then looked away in disgust, and said in a lazy tone, "If the knife is not placed on the neck, few people will be really afraid."
...
While Sitao was still kneeling and crying, Biyu stayed in Song Jinyin's room and re-applied medicine on her back.
The light ointment smell spreads in the room, and it makes people feel extremely comfortable after smelling it for a long time.
"Looking at the commotion ahead, I wonder if that maid will drag you into trouble."
"I think so. She looked like she wanted to eat me just now."
Song Jinyin was afraid of rubbing off the ointment, so she didn't pull down her middle coat in a hurry. Apart from the scars, her delicate skin color was a bit dazzling.
Biyu didn't dare to look at it, stood up and put the ointment back.
"Then what should we do? You are in better shape, but you can't stand the tossing back and forth. The first two masters must not call you to apologize."
"No, sister Biyu has forgotten what the Crown Prince said just now?"
Song Jinyin was not in a hurry at all, but instead stretched out her fingertips unhurriedly to outline the pattern on the pillow.
"The prince just promised the girl of the Xu family not to allow me to appear in front of her. Besides, I didn't ask the maid to make tea. There is no reason to call me over to scold her."
After a pause, Song Jinyin seemed to have thought of something, and added uncertainly: "I can't say for sure, but if I go, I'll wear thicker clothes."
"Your character really opened my eyes. In the face of punishment, you are still thinking about joking."
"I have been punished countless times. If I have to worry every time, it will not be a good day."
The girl's gentle voice floated over, causing Biyu, who was sorting the medicine bottles, to move.
When she helped him, she touched Song Jinyin's hand.
Her hands didn't look like skin on her body. There were many scars under the thin calluses, even the longest one. Looking at the new flesh that had grown, it looked like it had been there not long ago.
But Song Jinyin didn't care about the marks on her head at all. She liked to stretch out her hands most, sometimes facing the sun, sometimes facing the wind, and just standing so alone, making it impossible for anyone to see what was in her heart.
Thinking about this, Biyu didn't ask any more questions, just because she was afraid that saying too much would hurt people's hearts and only increase her troubles.
"Then should I choose thick clothes for you first?"
Following Song Jinyin's words, Biyu also spoke with a smile, but saw that the person on the bed seemed to be deep in thought and nodded seriously.
"If Sister Biyu is willing, it's not impossible, but I have to choose something darker so that it can be washed easily... If not, I can help you wash it when the time comes."
"You would think so."
The two joked a bit.
Biyu waited with her for a long time, and she was relieved until the movement in front completely disappeared.
...
And Pei Yanzhou on the other end seemed to have left the house again.
Before Biyu left, she heard about the treatment of the maid from Cang Lin.
It should not be considered a disposal.
Indeed, as the maid said, because Pei Yanzhou valued the girls of the Xu family, he was also extremely patient with those who served them.
Song Jinyin didn't listen any more. After such a scene, she just wanted to rest early.
The gauze curtain hangs lightly, making people unable to help but feel lost in the dark room.
Naturally, she would not make preparations for Pei Yanzhou to come tonight, so only one candle was lit.
Although I haven't heard any mention of the crown prince's marriage in the palace, Xu Youyi accompanied him from the palace banquet today and was already inseparable.
There was also his order today to calm down the Xu family girl, telling her not to appear in front of the two of them.
With such sincerity, he would never have the heart to come to her small house and share a bed with her.
Slowly turning sideways, Song Jinyin buried her head in the mattress.
Every time she saw Xu Youyi, she couldn't help but think of Zhou Yan'an who was swallowed up by the fire.
If he were here, everything would probably be a little different.
There's just no such thing as if.
Without that young man, Xu Youyi would always want to get married. As Pei Yanzhou said, every family has their own plans.
Instead of getting on the same boat with those unpredictable aristocratic families, it would be better for the Xu family to get together with Pei Yanzhou, who they had known each other since they were young. At least there was some sincerity in his calculations.
For example, the lantern scene, the knife wound he blocked for her, and the way he lowered his head for her everywhere.
In a daze, Song Jinyin felt a little tired.
The candlelight reflected on the wall, swaying due to the occasional breeze that came in through the window.
Someone entered the room while she was half asleep, and the coldness rushed in instantly, making Song Jinyin suddenly wake up after almost falling into a deep sleep.
The man closed the door with his backhand. His black hair was still a little wet. After taking off his shirt, you could still see a few drops of water on the robe, as if he had just taken a shower.
"Why do you want to plot against Youyi's maid?"
This sound is somewhat harsh.
But Song Jinyin looked at the person who came and listened to his calm tone. She couldn't tell for a moment whether this person was just asking casually or if he was really here to stand up for the maid of the Xu family girl.
"The maid said that you were rude and jealous of Youyi."
"Since the prince has already listened to what he said, why bother coming over to ask this slave again."
"I want to hear it from your own words why you hate her, huh?"
The shadow fell on the bed as the man approached, and the scent of wine came from the tip of his nose.
Song Jinyin thought of the bandage on his arm that had not yet been removed, frowned and was about to speak, but saw him unbuttoning his middle coat.
His solid chest was looming, and in the dark, his strong muscles could still be vaguely seen.
Song Jinyin immediately forgot what she was about to say, her cheeks heated up, and she tilted her head sharply.
