Xuan Jin was silent for a long time without saying a word, staring at his cronies.
The confidant immediately lowered his head, not knowing what kind of expression he should have on his face at this time. To avoid trouble, he lowered his head and waited quietly for Xuan Jinmo's next instructions.
"Does she want to eat?" Xuan Jinmo asked almost through gritted teeth.
"No, but Madam asked the slave guarding the door to hand over a piece of paper and said that there is no need to show it to the master in a hurry. The master will give it to the master when he remembers it."
The confidant's heart suddenly pounded. He realized that he had made a mistake. The lady told him to hand it over to the master when he remembered it. He listened and did it. This does not mean that he was listening to two people at the same time.
?
I hope the master will not be angry with him because of this——
Xuan Jinmo was stunned, wondering what Tong Xiaoye was doing, "When did she hand over that piece of paper? Where is it now?"
"About noon when lunch was being prepared in the kitchen, only half an hour ago, she asked the servants guarding the door if Master, you had also ordered them that food and drinks were not allowed to be sent without your consent." The confidant said.
The folded paper was handed over, and the paper was folded into a beautiful leaf shape, "The slaves said, yes, the master said that everything must be arranged by the master. Then the lady turned around and went back. After about a cup of tea, the lady
Come out again, and then the paper is handed into the hands of the slaves, who immediately deliver it to the subordinates."
Xuan Jinmo opened the paper, and there were several lines of words on it. The fonts were beautiful and pleasing to the eye:
If you find me unconscious, please don't punish the slaves at the door. I didn't faint from hunger. Although I didn't eat breakfast, I tapped my and Junzi's acupuncture points. In the unconscious state, the two of us will not feel hungry. Of course, if
To really starve to death would be to treat him as a complete coma.
The font was obviously very elegant, and it was obviously a piece of emotional speech, but it looked a little funny. Xuan Jin stared at the paper silently, but in front of him was Tong Xiaoye's eyes that looked quiet. He suddenly remembered,
There were many emotions hidden behind this look, but he just didn't notice it.
Tong Xiaoye knows martial arts, so it is not difficult to tap acupuncture points. If she taps her and the slave's acupuncture points and falls into a coma, she will naturally not know how hungry she is.
What she is saying is: I am already like this, you have to decide what to do.
But he couldn't let her die. If the Tong family knew that Tong Xiaoye starved to death in her husband's mansion, what would the Tong family think?!
He should be angry, but he couldn't help but burst into laughter. It took him a long time to stop laughing, and said in an indifferent tone: "Instruct the kitchen to prepare lunch. I will personally go to the lady's place to eat with her, and send someone to repair the door.
Take that slave to find someone to treat frostbite."
"Yes." The confidant immediately agreed and left. He couldn't guess why the master laughed so suddenly, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or happy.
Walking into the courtyard, I smelled faint smoke in the air. It was probably the smell emitted when the wooden door was burned, which was a bit irritating to the eyes. The wooden door fell off along the edge. Without looking, Xuan Jinmo knew that it was the sharp knife.
Thanks to the sword, it was a sharp blade that could cut iron like clay, so the scratches on Tong Xiaoye's arm were quite severe at that time, and the skin and flesh were somewhat turned out.
There were slaves who were busy cleaning the wooden door with their heads down. Several slaves carried out the unconscious slave Yuanzi. Her face didn't look too bad and her breathing was steady. Sure enough, she fell into a coma after being tapped on acupuncture points.
When I walked into the room, it was quite warm although one of the windows was half open, probably to allow the smoke from burning wood in the room to escape.
"Go prepare some charcoal." Xuan Jinmo said calmly, and then entered the inner room behind the curtain.
Tong Xiaoye was lying on the bed with a quiet expression, her eyes closed, and her breathing was very steady. She was covered with a quilt. There was no brazier here, maybe because she was worried that the smoke would be too heavy, but it was warm outside and it wasn't too cold inside.
In addition, she was in a coma, so naturally she didn't know whether she was cold or hungry.
Half an hour later, Xuan Jinmo and Tong Xiaoye sat across from each other, eating a sumptuous lunch with their heads down.
Xuan Jinmo looked at Tong Xiaoye across from him with great interest. She was drinking soup very elegantly. She was not impatient or impatient, her face was quiet and sweet, and her skin had a light luster and was as delicate as porcelain.
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if I couldn't unlock the acupuncture points you tapped because we have different martial arts skills?" Xuan Jinmo smiled slightly, a bit teasingly.
Tong Xiaoye swallowed the soup, then looked up at Xuan Jinmo, hesitated, and said softly: "So I chose the easiest way to untie it, and if you really can't untie it, the acupuncture points will not be untied after six hours."
It will be untied naturally during dinner time, I can't make fun of Juzi's life, but there is no other way."
"This method is a bit shameless." Xuan Jinmo said coldly.
"Yes." Tong Xiaoye felt a little guilty, lowered her head and muttered, "This is the only way to deal with a rogue like you."
Xuan Jinmo smiled lightly and said casually: "Madam, I don't think you are complimenting me."
Tong Xiaoye forced a smile and ate her meal with some difficulty. After all, she was only sixteen years old, and she really didn't know how to please the man she liked.
Next, Xuan Jinmo didn't speak again, and the two of them were very quiet until they finished eating. Then someone finished cleaning up, and the two of them sat in the room and watched the stove to keep warm.
After a while, Xuan Jinmo suddenly said: "Let's go with me to see my mother."
Tong Xiaoye was startled at first, then nodded, completely forgetting that she was still at odds with this man before. She had probably forgiven his behavior since he untied her acupuncture points and asked her to get up to eat with a sullen face.
"Do you want me to change clothes?" Tong Xiaoye hesitated and asked softly, because he asked her to change clothes and go out the night before.
"No, but it's extremely cold outside. We'll have to kneel on the snow when we get there, so it'll be a little colder. Please get a thicker cloak." Xuan Jinmo said with an indifferent expression.
"Yeah." Tong Xiaoye responded immediately and turned around to prepare.
On the carriage, Xuan Jinmo was silent all the way. When he arrived at the cemetery, it was quiet and deserted. There was only the faint sound of wind and the white snow. The sky cleared slightly, but there were still slightly thick clouds in the distance. I was afraid that it would still be cloudy in the evening.
snow.
After placing the sacrifices, Xuan Jinmo and Tong Xiaoye knelt down and kowtowed together.
"I was only ten years old when my mother died." Xuan Jinmo suddenly spoke, his voice was a little cold, and just like the temperature at this time, Tong Xiaoye suddenly felt a little chilly.
"Jinyan was six years old at the time, the same age as you when I first met you." Xuan Jinmo did not wait for Tong Xiaoye's reaction, and continued in a slightly cold tone, "However, you two are completely different, even though you are both six years old.