There is no Yang Yumo in the hall, so he is most likely in the study.
I went to the study and rushed over.
Rushing to the door of the study, I slowed down and tried to sneak in like a thief. When I saw Yang Yumo standing by the desk and looking at something, with a focused and serious expression, I stopped thinking about it and quickly
He jumped up to him and said: "Master, this slave is a maid and should be by your master's side. I just thought of this problem. I really neglected my duty."
Seeing my sudden appearance, Yang Yumo quickly put away the scroll. It should be a scroll, if my eyesight was normal. I don't know what it was that made him look at it so intently. Could it be Dong Qin, the beauty who conquered the country?
"Compensate, you are obviously afraid that Xiao will take the opportunity to attack you, and then you remember that you are still my maid. You obviously want to protect yourself, don't you?" After saying that, Yang Yumo raised his head, looked at me with a half-smile, and said
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I smiled and replied: "Yeah, I was a little scared, so I came back."
This is the truth. There is no need for me to be pretentious and pretend that I am not afraid of anything.
"To compensate you, you don't ask me why I took you as my concubine?" Yang Yumo asked again.
"Master must have his own reasons for doing this. It is inconvenient for me to ask more questions. If master can tell me, he will tell me." I replied briskly without any hesitation.
"To compensate you, you don't ask me about the grievances between me, Xiao and Qin'er?"
"This is a matter of your relationship. I know the general idea and have no reason to ask further."
"Compensate, why don't you ask me for help and ask me to protect you from Xiao?"
I took my eyes away from the scroll in his hand, looked straight at Yang Yumo, and replied seriously: "Master, my name is Pei Qian, and I am not paying for it."
Just before he was about to perform, he called me Qian'er. When no one was around, he called me "Qianqian." I don't like the name "Qianqian" because I like money very much.
Yang Yumo also looked directly at me and replied: "But I like to ask you to pay."
I laughed. He liked it, so of course he called me that. Why am I being stubborn? It's just a title. I'm not Pei Qian, and I'm not losing money. Why do I care about doing so much?
Throughout the whole day, Yang Yumo and I stopped talking. He seemed to have something on his mind and would always be distracted. But I would not detect this man's thoughts.