Ruan Ling'er, who was holding back her laughter in the room, heard this and the smile on her face froze.

My nose felt sore and my eye circles instantly turned red.

Tianxiang sighed: "Our third young master really loves the young lady."

He turned his head and met Ruan Ling'er's red eyes: "Oh, miss, miss, what's wrong with you?"

Ruan Ling'er wiped the corners of her eyes and said with a smile, "It's okay."

She has always known that the third brother treats her well.

only……

"My eyes are so shallow that I can't hear these touching words."

After calming down, he grabbed Tian Xiang's wrist with his backhand and said, "Go to the pharmacy quickly, get a jar of my newly made gel cream, give it to my third brother, and ask him to take it to Xueyun."

Although Tianxiang doesn't have to be clever in Hongxiu, he still understands the meaning.

He responded, hurriedly went to the pharmacy to get something, and ran all the way to catch up with Ruan Zewu.

Ruan Zewu was in a low mood. When he saw Tian Xiang, he opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you here? Is Ling'er not angry with me anymore and asking me to go back?"

"What are you saying, Third Young Master? Miss knows that you love her, how can she be angry with you?"

Tianxiang curtsied and offered the thing in his hand: "Miss just wanted to make a joke with the third young master."

"No, I asked my slave to bring something to make a gift for the third young master and give it to Miss Xueyun."

She brought the things to Ruan Zewu.

After a pause, he added: "The third young master is the young lady's brother, so the young lady naturally values ​​the third young master in her heart."

"Whatever good things there are in Jiaxiju, the master, his wife, and the third young master also have a share."

Words may sometimes be pale, but actions and details are the most casual but powerful evidence.

Whether it's the food or the food made by Ruan Ling'er, the palace has it, and so does the family.

But it won't be as deliberate as sending it to the palace.

Ruan Zewu let go of the big stone in his heart and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that Ling'er isn't angry. It's me, the older brother, who is confused."

How could you ask your sister such embarrassing questions?

"Is there anything Ling'er wants to eat? I can buy it for her when I come back." He asked.

Tianxiang thought for a while: "Miss, I don't really want to eat much lately, but I heard from the lady that some things have a special taste."

For example, in the pastry shop I saw on the way home, there were new pastries or freshly baked pastries.

For example, street vendors sell unique hairpins and bracelets.

Another example is that you can see flowers everywhere on the roadside, but they bloom particularly well.

The upright third brother, who has always been straightforward, actually understood this meaning for the first time.

He smiled and said, "I understand, just go back."

Without the burden in his heart, the smile on Ruan Zewu's face became more genuine.

Since the thing we were carrying was tea and it was difficult to ride a horse, we took a horse-drawn carriage instead.

When he arrived at Fu's house, Fu Shangshu had just returned from the imperial court.

The two of them bumped into each other at the second gate. Fu Shangshu chuckled: "Zewu, if you don't do your job well, why did you come to my house?"

He said it was a question, but in fact he felt like he had a mirror in his mind.

Except for Fu Shangshu and General Fu, there are no men of the same generation as Ruan Zewu in the Fu family.

He would come to the door with something, so naturally he came to see Xueyun.

But in the final analysis, even if Fu Shangshu is reasonable, he will inevitably feel a little unhappy after marrying his daughter.

"I met my uncle."

Ruan Zewu hurriedly handed the food box to the boy, bowed his hands and said, "Junior, come and give Xueyun something."

Fu Shangshu glanced at the exaggeratedly large food box in the boy's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"This...what is this for?"

With such a big food box, you probably have to carry the whole family’s lunch, right?

Ruan Zewu said truthfully: "It's the milk tea made by my little sister."

While talking, he also opened the food box according to the rules of the military camp and handed it to Fu Shangshu quietly.

The milk tea simmered on the charcoal fire was no longer blocked by the food box, and the overbearing sweet smell suddenly dispersed.

Fu Shangshu looked over in amazement: "I've heard of this stuff before, the nomads in the frontier fortress love to drink it."

Before he became an official, he drank it when he went out for training.

But they all have a salty flavor. For people like them who don't drink it often, it's not unpalatable, but it's not something they're used to.

The smell of the milk tea in front of you is sweet and delicious.

Just smelling it makes my mouth water.

"I have drunk some before, but this one smells particularly sweet." Fu Shangshu became interested and did not want to embarrass Ruan Zewu.

He handed the jade slip in his hand to the attendant, straightened his sleeves and said, "Here, pour me a glass to taste."

If the father-in-law wants to drink something given by his son-in-law, the son-in-law will have to rush to bring it to his mouth.

However, Ruan Zewu looked at the teapot hesitantly.

He didn't bring much.

This small pot can only hold three or two cups at most.

Thinking of this, he said without hesitation: "Uncle, forgive me, this is prepared for Xueyun, the quantity is small."

"If uncle likes it, I will send you some someday."

Just say "Don't drink and eat from my wife" written on his face.

As soon as these words came out, the entourage behind Fu Shangshu and even Ruan Zewu's own servant were a little shocked.

The young man looked at his young master with a headache. How could the young master please his father-in-law by behaving like this?

He smiled apologetically and said to Fu Shangshu: "My lord, please don't be offended. My young master likes to make jokes."

Then he persuaded Ruan Zewu in a low voice: "Master, Miss Xueyun is a girl, so she can't drink so much!"

Ruan Zewu shook his head: "This tastes delicious. Xueyun will definitely like it after drinking it. What will she do if it's gone after just two sips?"

Fu Shangshu: "..."

It sounds like his daughter is short of food and clothing!

"Why don't you, uncle, go and have a rest first? I'll go back after I've sent something to Xueyun, and I'll send you some." Ruan Zewu discussed.

He could just run around more, why bother sharing Xueyun's food?

Fu Shangshu felt his heart suffocate inexplicably.

Although the son -in -law will hurt people in the future, he should be happy, but he just wants to be a mixed ledger in front of him!

He snorted coldly: "There is no need for you to be so attentive. I don't have any good tea in the Fu family? How can I covet your tea?"

By the way, I'm kind enough to send you a pot of tea.

Ruan Zewu is upright, but not stupid.

After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Uncle doesn't understand the romance of us young people."

Tea is not rare, but Linger said that the first cup of milk tea in winter represents care and attention!

Hearing this, Fu Shangshu stared angrily.

this!

This little bastard, do you think he is old?

"You bastard! I don't know why Xueyun fell in love with you!"

After that, he flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.

Ruan Zewu also said to his servant with some dissatisfaction: "You said Uncle Fu is the same. At such an old age, he is still greedy and competes with Xueyun for food."

Boy: "..."

He didn't know why Miss Xueyun fell in love with his young master.
Chapter completed!