After traveling all day long, even Zhao Xun, a practitioner, felt a little tired.
At this time, a bucket bath can wash away the tired look and restore Zhao Xun to a state of full vitality.
Zhao Xun soaked comfortably for half an hour, jumped out of the tub lightly, wiped himself clean, and was about to go to bed to rest when he heard a voice as clear and smooth as a warbler: "Mr. Zhao, I'll give you some
night snack."
Zhao Xun paused, then quickly stepped forward and opened the door.
What caught his eye was a young woman of twenty-eight years old.
This woman had an oval face, fair skin and a beautiful face.
She has willow eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, red lips and white teeth, very beautiful.
"Mr. Zhao, I am Ying'er, the daughter of Zhou Yicheng. My father asked me to deliver some supper to Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao, can I come in?"
"Isn't this good?"
It was now evening, and Zhao Xun felt something was wrong when a daughter's family came to his room late at night.
"Master Zhao, please put this midnight snack on the table and leave."
Zhao Xun thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
This Ying'er...it sounds like she doesn't have any other ideas. Zhao Xun thought about it and agreed.
Ying'er quickly stepped into the house, as if she was afraid that Zhao Xun would shut her out.
She placed the food box lightly on the table, then saluted Zhao Xunfu and said, "Master Zhao, are you ready to take a shower?"
Zhao Xun nodded and said, "I've already washed it."
Ying'er bit her lip tightly and said, "In this case, the slave family will wait for Mr. Zhao to rest."
When she said this, she wrung her hands and her face was flushed.
Zhao Xun was really surprised. What kind of method was this?
First, he tricked Zhao Xun into opening the door in the name of giving him a late night snack. After entering the house, he directly launched an offensive.
This Yinger is too direct.
Zhao Xun couldn't accept it for a while.
"What do you mean?"
"The slave family means...to serve Mr. Zhao..."
When she said this, Ying'er's voice was filled with tears, but she had to hold back her tears.
"What do you mean? I didn't ask you to come and stay with me."
Zhao Xun said in his heart, damn, are all the girls nowadays so direct? He couldn't accept it.
"It's daddy. It's daddy who asked me to come."
Ying'er couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly.
Zhao Xun was completely stunned.
Damn it, he doesn't know how to cry anymore.
"Don't cry yet. Come on, wipe your face with a square towel."
Zhao Xun quickly took a clean square towel from the shelf and handed it to Ying'er.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."
Ying'er took the scarf from Zhao Xun's hand with red eyes and was busy wiping the tears on her cheeks.
"Why does your father have such thoughts?"
When Zhao Xun met Zhou Yicheng, he only thought he was a flatterer.
But there are so many sycophants in this era, it’s nothing unusual.
But Zhao Xun really couldn't accept the idea of sending the maid to bed.
Perhaps in Zhou Yicheng's eyes, his daughter is just a commodity.
In order to be promoted and advance in his official career, Zhou Yi Cheng was willing to do anything.
"Father, father..."
Zhou Ying'er couldn't bear it anymore and started crying loudly, like a river bursting its embankment out of control.
Zhao Xun's mind was buzzing and he was completely speechless.
What he fears most is girls crying.
I have to say that it was really amazing to cry, make trouble, and hang myself at the same time.
No one else can resist it.
"You'd better go back, I won't let you sleep with me."
Zhao Xun is a principled person and will never give in on certain issues, not even the slightest bit.
Zhou Ying'er wiped away her tears: "Mr. Zhao, you can't let me go back. If my father knew that I was kicked out by you, he would definitely blame me severely."
Zhao Xun thought to himself, what the hell should I do?
A girl came to my room late at night and refused to leave. What a big deal.
Zhao Xun swallowed a mouthful of spit, and his mind was running rapidly.
"If you don't leave, I will go out to sleep."
Zhao Xun is a practitioner and will not catch the cold even if he sleeps outside.
Since Ying'er doesn't want to leave, he just goes out.
"Master Zhao, no!"
what happened again...
Zhao Xun was completely speechless.
This won't work, that won't work either, so what do you want?
Zhou Ying'er said timidly: "Master Zhao really doesn't want me to sleep with you?"
Zhao Xun resolutely said: "Of course not."
"Then... this is good... Mr. Zhao, don't go out. If someone sees me, I will be scolded by my father. Mr. Zhao, can you let me stay in the house all night? Just don't touch me."
Zhao Xun's heart sank.
How can Zhou Yicheng be a father like this? Isn’t this pushing his daughter into a pit of fire?
That is to say, if you meet a good person like Zhao Xun, if you meet a fat-minded, seductive and courageous person, wouldn't it be a stain on the innocence of your daughter's family?
"If it must be like this, then so be it. You sleep in the outer room and I sleep in the inner room."
Zhao Xun lived in the best suite in Qingyunyi, which was divided into inner and outer rooms.
The inner and outer rooms are separated by screens, which gives a relatively sense of spatial isolation.
This is the best way Zhao Xun can think of. Since Zhao Xun can't leave and Ying'er can't leave either, he can only use this method first.
She would wait until early tomorrow morning to go back.
"Okay, everyone in the slave family will obey Mr. Zhao's arrangements."
Ying'er bowed gratefully to Zhao Xun and then leaned on the chair in the corner outside.
Zhao Xun wanted to bring him a quilt, but Ying'er shook her head repeatedly and said: "The quilt is just for one bed, Mr. Zhao just covers it, I won't be in the way."
Zhao Xun sighed and said, "That's all, it's up to you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the inner room.
He knew that with his current status as an imperial envoy, there would definitely be many people trying to please and flatter him along the way.
But this is not what Zhao Xun wants.
What he wants is an equal and honest encounter between people.
But he knew that this was an extremely luxurious thing in the Zhou Empire.
That’s all, if you can’t change, just adapt for now, but it’s important to stick to the bottom line in your heart.
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A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Zhao Xun got up early.
When he came to the outside room, he found that Ying'er had left.
Zhao Xun breathed a sigh of relief, the night was finally over.
He didn't dare to stay at Qingyun Station any longer, for fear that Zhou Yicheng would cause trouble again if he stayed there.
Although Zhao Xun is very good at picking off tricks, Zhou Yichen's tricks are too weird, and Zhao Xun may not be able to catch them.
Zhou Yicheng had already ordered breakfast to be prepared. Zhao Xun, Jia Xingwen, Wangcai, Third Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, Tenth Senior Brother and all the imperial censor officials went to have breakfast.
Zhao Xun ate steamed buns with porridge and side dishes, feeling very happy.
But he accidentally observed that Zhou Yicheng had a bitter look on his face.
"Why, what's wrong with Zhou Yicheng?"
After being called upon by Zhao Xun, Zhou Yicheng said quickly: "I'm reporting back to Mr. Zhao. I'm honest with you. I have something to ask of you."
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This chapter has been completed!