"Hey! General Zhao, you can't do it!" The two guards came up to stop him as if they were electrocuted.
After successfully entering the gate of Pan Mansion, they saw a familiar figure walking in front of them. Gong Yueyue called out in surprise: "Yulian!"
Yulian held the basin and looked up. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled a little shyly and unnaturally: "Yang...Miss Yang."
Gong Yueyue walked over to her affectionately, pulled Zhao Changyuan and introduced her: "Yulian, this is my husband-in-law Zhao Changyuan. My husband, this is the girl Yulian I told you about."
The two smiled politely and passed by. Yulian then changed her tune and called her again: "Then I should call you Mrs. Zhao."
She smiled heartily: "Just call me Yiyi. By the way, why are you here?"
Yulian's face turned red and white: "Oh, a few days ago, I met Mr. Pan who was seriously injured in the market. He was alone and helpless at the time, so I stepped forward to help him..."
Yueyue said with a half-smile: "Oh~ I see. Then you are really destined. How is he now?"
"He's still recovering. How about I take you in to see him." After saying that, he led them to Pan Zhuqing's bedroom.
Zhao Changyuan, on the other hand, felt magnanimous and natural. All the uneasiness he felt before gradually subsided in the past few days of getting along with his wife like never before. He believed that no matter what, his wife would never leave him for anyone, including this Pan Zhuqing. So.
This time, he came to visit him sincerely and with guilt. "Master Pan, it was all my fault before. I was too naive and too reckless, and I hurt you like this. I'm really sorry."
"Anyway, it's just a competition of martial arts. Pan's skills are not as good as others, so I have no complaints." Pan Zhuqing looked at Yang Yiyi and looked at Zhao Changyuan with sticky eyes, and the jealousy in his heart that he had no qualifications for rose up, but after all, he
He was not a low-level man like Zhao Changyuan. The smile on his face made it impossible to tell the torment he was enduring in his heart at this moment.
Yulian walked in and brought tea, without stopping at all, and walked out silently with her head lowered.
Yueyue had already become curious about her strange words and deeds. She carefully observed Pan Zhuqing's expression, but found nothing special. Then her remaining gossipy heart began to stir again: "Master Pan...hehehehe."
Pan Zhuqing looked at her puzzled: "Why are you laughing?"
She nodded slightly and smiled brightly: "It's nothing, I'm happy for you."
"What should I be happy about?" He couldn't help but look at each other with Zhao Changyuan.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are wrong. You still claim that you are our eldest brother. You have something on your mind and you don't want to share it?"
Pan Zhuqing was even more puzzled: "If you have something to say, just say it."
She looked at Yulian's retreating back with a half-smile: "It seems that someone is helping you to block the eggs."
Pan Zhuqing smiled faintly: "I know what you are thinking, but I'm afraid you will be disappointed. It's not what you think."
Yueyue was indeed a little disappointed: "Why? Miss Yulian is very good."
His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't want to talk more: "She is good, but I know how much I weigh, so I'd better not cheat others."
But Yulian's behavior clearly expressed her feelings. She liked Pan Zhuqing and fell in love with him from the first moment she saw him in Qingyun Temple. She thought it was just a girl's crazy dream and they would never meet again, but she
I met him helpless in the market. I treated his injuries with him and sent him home. In the end, I couldn't bear to stay and take care of him myself. I thought that I would have no regrets after giving my best, but I found that it became more and more difficult to let go.
He was the typical person in her dreams when she was a girl. Now that he is so close, how can she let go of him?
However, it only took a few days for her to realize that there was someone in his heart. He couldn't even get close to a maid, and the only one she had ever seen with him was the woman who claimed to be his sister at that time. Where was he?
He has a sister? Presumably, she is the one in his heart.
After not sitting for long, Zhao Changyuan and Yang Yiyi planned to stand up and leave, so as not to hinder Pan Zhuqing's rest.
Before leaving, Pan Zhuqing suddenly asked Yiyi: "By the way, I almost forgot to ask you. Last time you told Ruotong that you wanted to stay here to help me investigate the case, does this still count? If it's not convenient, I will
Let’s start hiring people.”
Gong Yueyue also suddenly remembered this matter, and immediately pouted and looked at Zhao Changyuan pitifully: "Mr.
Zhao Changyuan was confused by this incident for a moment: "Madam, are you afraid that I can't support you?"
She pouted and explained: "No, I don't want to sit at home all day long, doing nothing. I want to be a useful person. I don't want to rely on others to survive." How can this ancient husband accept the new concept of women in the first century being independent?
It's really frustrating.
Hearing what she said was so serious, and then thinking about his previous bad records, he felt that if he didn't go as she wished on this matter, it might have a negative impact on the beautiful relationship they had just established, but he also had some doubts.
Worried: "But madam, you are a woman. If you encounter any danger and I am not around, what will you do?"
She smiled proudly: "Mr. sir, have you forgotten? I know how to punch and kick. Also, don't you still want to teach me?"
Pan Zhuqing also responded calmly: "General Zhao, don't worry, I will only arrange some safe things for them to do, and will never put these two young ladies in danger."
She grabbed Zhao Changyuan's sleeve and said coquettishly: "Well, sir, don't you still have Du Ruotong accompanying me? Just promise me, I really want to do something."
Zhao Xiaobai was helpless, but he had no choice but to agree: "Okay then."
"You're so good!" In ecstasy, she couldn't help standing up on her tiptoes, hugging his neck and kissing him hard.
This move made Zhao Changyuan instantly feel that his decision was correct. However, the corner of the man who was half lying on the bed twitched unconsciously. He didn't understand why it had only been a few days, how could there be such an earth-shaking change?
Variety?
After finally seeing off Zhao Changyuan and his wife, Pan Zhuqing breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the bedside, a little exhausted. "I can't get what I asked for, so I sleep hard and think about it." He murmured a famous line from the Book of Songs with some self-deprecation, but he never thought that Yulian had already
Come to him softly.
"Master." She looked at the man in front of her, her eyes unknowingly ignited with the flame of desire.
Pan Zhuqing is a smart man, and of course he knows Yulian's feelings for him. But he knows that at this moment, if he wants to get what he really wants, he can't make a wrong step. "What's the matter?" He didn't look at her.
, just asked lightly.
"Master, although Yulian has never studied, she can guess what the poem the master just said is probably about. Yulian dares to advise, since the master knows that it is something you can only dream of, why don't you let it go?"
He couldn't help but smile lightly: "Yulian, you should convince yourself first."
She was shocked: "Master, Yulian knows that she is not worthy of the young master. But...but Yulian really loves the young master and is very reluctant to let him go. I don't expect anything in return, I just hope, I just hope that I can see the young master every day.
I’ll be satisfied just taking care of the young master.” (To be continued)