Cui Ya went to tell Mom Luo when she heard this. After hearing this, Mom Luo was silent for a moment and raised her eyebrows and said, "You go and tell Jiaojiao, I know what to do."
Cui Ya saw Luo's mother's reaction and told Chen Yunchu, "Jiaojiao, I saw Luo's mother doing her best in Wutongyuan, why did she say she was so happy to go to Daoxiang Village to take care of the old lady? ?”
"This shows that Luo's mother is a loyal and righteous man. She saw through the third concubine's plan and felt happy for me when she saw me dealing freely. Tonight, the Cuizhuyuan will not be calm. My mother is thinking about our Wutongyuan so much. How could I be willing to let me be happy? But if Cuizhuyuan sends someone to make trouble, you only say that I will go to Bodhi Temple to pray for her and her grandmother tomorrow, and what important things are there for Yunyan and Yunying to learn to deal with them."
After the explanation, Chen Yunchu washed and rested. Cuiya helped her turn off the lights and lay down in the room with her clothes, ready to fight a tough battle at any time.
No dreams all night.
"Jiaojiao, Master Xun's carriage has arrived at the door of the mansion. Sanlang is sending a message to you to make it easier." Chunyan lifted the curtain from outside, and his steps were a little hurried.
Cui Ya shook the last step and clapped her hands and praised, "Has my skills improved again today?"
"It's not bad, Cuiya, your hair is so good!" Chunyan exclaimed with stunning praise in her voice.
Chen Yunchu's indifferent eyes moved from the page in his hand to the bronze mirror. He saw the man in the mirror's hair tall and tall, and the golden steps and the bright beads and flowers complement each other, adding a bit of color. The double lace reveals her slender and elegant neck, and her skin is as frosty as snow, like a bright moon, and the lace on the front of the skirt with chest makes her look elegant and peaceful.
"Disassemble it." Chen Yunchu said lightly.
"There is not enough time!" Cuiya had a memory and didn't talk anymore. Chunyan didn't understand. "Jiaojiao, the carriage of the Shaoshi Mansion has long been in front of the mansion. You should go quickly, there is no need to do it. The people watched."
Xun Yang is a moving luminous body, which attracts attention wherever he goes. Chen Yunchu didn't want to be too high-profile, so he had to give up, "Help me find an opaque gauze hat and I'll put it on."
Through the rockery, crossing the water pavilion to the front yard, the gate of Chen Mansion was open, Chen Yunchu saw the carriage parked at the door of the mansion at first sight, and the walls of the carriage were painted with sages of all generations. Such a high-profile carriage was the only one in Liang Kingdom. Vehicle.
Standing in front of the car was Xun Yang's guard Mo Hen, as cold as a piece of ice that had not melted for thousands of years. She didn't see Rongjing, and when she saw Cheng Siyang standing outside the car and talking nonstop, she looked obviously very happy.
Chen Yunchu curled his lips. When did Cheng Siyang collude with Xun Yang? When he saw her coming out, he immediately stopped. Seeing her dressing in Biao Yaozhuhua and gorgeous clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly, but the smile on his face did not diminish. Zeng, "Chuchu, your dress today is very unique, and you can finally meet the Buddha's eyes.
His gentle fingers were exposed, and he lifted the curtain of the car, revealing Xun Yang's picturesque face. His elegant eyes swept over, "It's quite unique. When the monks in the temple saw it, they completely eliminated the worldly heart."
Chen Yunchu narrowed his eyes slightly, which means that she was too ugly. After seeing the monks in the temple, they completely lost their minds of marrying and having children. Xun Yang still had his vicious tongue as usual, and he was so annoying. She smiled slightly. I just thought, "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Achu also thinks that his dressing can encourage people to be kind. If he really makes the monk sincerely respect the Buddha, he can also accumulate some good deeds for the master."
"Puff--" Cheng Siyang couldn't hold back and laughed. He didn't expect that she would be so clever when she was bickering with Master Xun. He didn't expect that Master Xun, who was as indifferent as Chen Yunchu would turn into a poisonous tongue when he saw Chen Yunchu.
"Sir, dodge it. A Chu has been injured recently and has poor balance control. I may accidentally fall and hit him." Chen Yunchu was not angry. It was really unlucky to be ridiculed by someone in the morning.
"Ha——" Xun Yang smiled softly, his gentle voice sounded more and more beautiful because of the smile. He raised his eyebrows at her, "If you have injuries on your body, you will change slowly, how can you jump up?"
Xun Yang's elegant eyes surround her body, shook his head secretly, and sighed with regret: "It's a pity that the craftsmanship of Xianyifang is better than anyone who is so naughty and unvirtuous in Beijing. .”
Chen Yunchu glared at him, "Is it not good to wear A Chu, is it tailor-made for the gentleman?"
"That's not!" Xun Yang was not angry, his voice was still gentle, "I'll wait for you here for a while. You can change this set of clothes. There are also this headdress and this bun, all of which are inconsistent with you."
"Hmm?" Chen Yunchu snorted coldly, his eyes a little fierce. At this time, she was very close to Xun Yang. The gas she hummed sprayed on Xun Yang's face, which could almost count Xun Yang's thick eyelashes clearly. Once again, Xun Yang's facial features were really amazing, and he had such a natural perfect face in the world.
Xun Yang curled the corners of his lips slightly, moved to the side, and said warmly: "Forget it, you'd better come up. No matter whether you change into gold or silver, it's all gold and jade, and what's the waste of time. .”
"Hmph—" Chen Yunchu snorted heavily, wishing to kill Xun Yang, a fake saint with a black heart and a poisonous tongue, but because of the desire for him today, he endured his temper and gritted his teeth and jumped onto the carriage. He stepped on the carriage a few times, thinking that it would be better to step a few holes so that Xun Yang, the pseudo-saint, felt distressed.
"My carriage is made of fragrant nanmu, and it is not as good as the piece of wood that His Majesty has prepared to make a coffin a hundred years later. You have to be more at ease. If it breaks, I won't take less for the sake of the master and apprentice. You are half a penny." Xun Yang looked at the embroidered shoes on her feet, and suddenly thought of the little feet in the night's palm.
When Chen Yunchuyi heard that she wanted her to pay money, he immediately took a lighter pace.
But if the coffin prepared by His Majesty for himself is not as good as his carriage, what should His Majesty think? It is equivalent to your minister riding a sweat-blooded horse all day long, but as the monarch, he can only ride a donkey?
Is this the helplessness of being a virtuous person or turning a blind eye?
"Sir, is the money in the Young Master Mansion unable to be raised anymore? That's why you are so luxurious?" Chen Yunchu asked, with a look of hatred on his face.
Xun Yang nodded slightly and looked at her with a smile, "Yes, I've told you a long time ago that the young master's mansion is so poor that it is only silver left. If you are free, remember to come to the young master's mansion to help me count. The silver you will get as much as you count.”
There is no such good thing in the world. I just said that I would like to pay her money, and I would not be able to lose a penny. Now I actually give her as much as I count. What kind of plan does the black-hearted pseudo-saint make? Chen Yunchu is on guard Look at him, "Sir?"