"Mrs. Pei, don't go back yet. Come with me to Huaiye Lane."

"Young master, just call me I am fragrant, or Thirteenth Niang, whoever is the highest in the clan, I will call you that."

"Fu...fu?"

"It's my nickname in my boudoir. It's just the same word. When I'm out on weekdays, few outsiders call me..."

After Ouyang Rong walked out of the quiet courtyard, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he turned around and found Pei Shisanniang who was waiting quietly and had not left yet, and gave him instructions.

"If you don't shout enough, I'll shout. I'd better keep calling Mrs. Pei."

Ouyang Rong interrupted expressionlessly and waved his hand.

Pei Sanniang took a careful look at the handsome young man in front of her with a somewhat harsh tone, and nodded hurriedly:

"Young Master, just be happy. By the way, Master asked me to go to Huaiye Lane, but I want to reward you with a meal. Can you please let me go back and change into proper clothes..."

"No, it doesn't matter what you wear, just this... I'm not asking you to serve the table, but wait outside until my aunt and I finish our meal... Mrs. Pei, please get in the car and follow."

Ouyang Rong spoke concisely and to the point, and left Pei Shisanniang's luxurious car with his hands behind his back.

Pei Shisanniang looked curious.

He turned back and glanced at the quiet courtyard not far away, and faintly saw a slender figure groping for the door handle, seemingly looking in the direction in which the young master was leaving.

…

When Ouyang Rong took Yan Liulang back to the Huaiye Lane mansion, the door was already hung with red lanterns.

There were neighbor children setting off fireworks and things similar to Kongming lanterns on the street outside.

"Master is back!"

The maid named "Xiao Fang" ran to the lobby and shouted.

Zhen Shuyuan was dressed in a festive vermilion dress and a hazy black silk. She carried Ye Weilai and waited for a group of female family members and maids who were also wearing new clothes to come up to greet her.

"Why is Tanlang coming back so late today? Isn't it a government holiday? Isn't he going to be busy again? He won't have a holiday after becoming a bachelor or governor. This court is too stingy..."

Ouyang Rong covered his mouth and coughed, and comforted the beautiful woman in the skirt who was thinking about it. Yan Liulang on the side gave him a friendly assist and finally fooled her.

After all, you can't say that you went out to fish for the moon and ended up picking up your former child bride, right?

Before going to have dinner, Ouyang Rong went back to the Yinbingzhai study room.

Put the piano-shaped Mohist sword box away and place it on the top shelf of the bookcase.

Xiao Mo, who had almost fallen asleep, swept away his sleepiness, jumped out of the closet with a "swish", grabbed the hem of Ouyang Rongru's shirt, climbed up, got into his cuffs, and then swayed with the wide cuffs.

, stuck out his little head, tilted his head and said:

"Finally you're back from fooling around, little Rongzi, let's go!"

I saw that she was neatly dressed tonight, wearing a Confucian dress and a female crown.

Ouyang Rong pushed her head back with a stern face: "You call Goose's name, don't call me."

"It's all the same!" Miao Si insisted with a small face.

"Then you go find the goose in Jingyiting." He said.

Miao Si looked suspicious and murmured:

"It is said that the prime minister's stomach can support a boat. Ouyang Rong, you are now a bachelor of the Xiuwen Museum, and you are known as the prime minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If you continue to be so narrow-minded, how can you be the prime minister in the future..."

The little girl in Confucian attire suddenly stopped talking, and the tip of her nose felt cold.

She closed her eyes, looked at the fine ink stick poking on the tip of her nose, and swallowed.

Ouyang Rong twisted the Han Lei ink tablet he just took out in his hand, nodded and asked:

"What did the Fairy Lady say?"

"Say...say Prime Minister Ouyang is auspicious, hee hee."

Ouyang Rong smiled and let go. Miao Si took out the ink stick and ate it, shaking his head:

"You still have a conscience. Remember to bring delicious food to my fairy aunt when you come back from fooling around. If you don't bring delicious food for the Lantern Festival tonight, my fairy aunt will have to keep a small notebook. Ouyang Rong, when I think about it in other future generations,

Are you afraid of being embarrassed in front of your followers?"

Miaosi said with a sullen expression:

"This is what people are doing and watching! Uh-huh, it's delicious... Is it Hanlei Ink Studio's special Yuanxiao offering... He deserves the good sales of his ink..."

Ouyang Rong was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he put her on the desk, changed his clothes, and went out again.

I went out without [Craftsman] tonight, mainly because I was afraid of being seen by the embroiderer. It would be too dangerous to put it in the carriage that the two of them might ride together.

If the embroiderer accidentally opened the piano case, Ouyang Rong really didn't know how to explain it.

We can't just dig through her sword-wrapped bag, rake it up, and blame each other, right?

She probably didn't know yet that Ye Weilai had revealed her identity to him.

This time the embroiderer offered to stay at the Huaiye Lane residence, and Ouyang Rong was happy to see this happen.

However, every time he mentioned his aunt at home in the afternoon, Xiu Niang seemed a little scared...

All in all, the current situation of the old patients at Donglin Temple Beitian Nursing Home is quite good.

The embroiderer did not refuse his warm invitation without knowing it today, which meant that she was not planning to leave in the short term.

As for the reason, no need to say.

Under the guidance of the dog officer Ouyang Lianghan, "the loyal dog-headed military adviser of the female officer", Yunmeng Yue Nu is now wanted everywhere.

The embroiderer has been hiding in Chengtian Temple and has not been discovered yet. Continuing to stay near Chengtian Temple is the safest choice at the moment.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

And looking back now, there is another reason why Xiu Niang would always stay by Xingzi Lake.

[Craftsman's Work] that was sunk into Xingzi Lake by Ouyang Rong.

After picking up the embroiderer, Ouyang Rong carefully reviewed the matter of the carriage being searched this morning, and realized later that it was a false alarm.

From this point of view, there should be something on Xiu Niang's body that can detect the aura of [Craftsmanship], or it may be the secret technique inherited by Yunmeng Jianze.

When he was in a coma in Dagushan, and when the Yunmeng Yue girls were wandering around Donglin Temple, they were probably attracted by the "Craftsmanship" in the same way.

No wonder Yunmeng's eldest daughter Jun Xue Zhongzhu and the others are always haunted.

[Craftsmanship] Once you leave the Mohist sword box that seals the atmosphere, you will be noticed by them.

Ouyang Rong looked thoughtful and changed his clothes.

"Long Ling——"

Ouyang Rong did not change the ice-white jade hairpin on his head.

The embroiderer seems to like this sound very much.

He raised his hand, touched the ice-white jade hairpin on his hair crown, looked at the fireworks in the sky outside the window, and murmured softly:

"Fortunately, I have it. It turns out that it was not in vain to spend five thousand... I fed you..."

"Feeding what?"

A certain little scholar on the desk twitched his ears, suddenly noticed, and muttered:

"Ouyang Rong, do you have other women outside?"

Ouyang Rong's expression remained unchanged and he said calmly:

"Well, I have raised another obedient little ink spirit. It is not called 'death in seconds', but called 'eternal life'. I will take it over later. Please move over."

Flirting with wonderful thoughts, he hummed:

"How dare you, huh, the first thing you do when you come back is to change your clothes. I don't have to smell your clothes to know that they smell of other women. Otherwise, why would you change so diligently? I've never seen you so clean before. You went out last night.

A new one came in, a new one came back, and I'm still changing it now.

"There must be a ghost. If you dare to pick Mo Jing back, I will file a complaint with Xie Yatou and I will definitely catch you."

When Ouyang Rong heard this, he glanced at the Confucian shirt that he had changed out of, which indeed smelled of the fragrance from Pei Shisanniang's car, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Do you understand me so well?"

He said with a straight face:

"It seems I really can't keep you... You have a feminine scent, but you are a business woman, and she has business matters."

Miao Si sighed: "You and that money-owed-faced fairy named Rong or something are also business colleagues."

Ouyang Rong:......?

The older one and the younger one quarreled for a while, then went out together to the dining room.

Looking at Ouyang Rong's face, it was obvious that he didn't want to take this noisy and venomous little Mo Jing with him, but Miao Si said that she had made an appointment with her junior sister in advance to go shopping for the festival and watch the lanterns tonight, and he had to send it over.

Ouyang Rong thought that it would be nice to have Little Mo Jing accompanying his junior sister, so he quickly changed his face, discussed for a while, and after a while, he smiled and made a deal with Little Mo Jing.

"I hope so many ink ingots are not in vain." He sighed.
To be continued...