Naturally, he doesn't care about this kind of thing, but if he doesn't get popular on the wedding night, I'm afraid the outside world won't know what he wants to spread about Zi Tong. Even he can't stop everyone's mouths. Instead of trouble, it's better to fake it.
Now that things were like this, Zi Tong was no longer anxious and let him help her get dressed and comb her hair before going downstairs to the hall with him.
Outside, the maid and woman were already waiting, holding a basin, cotton towels and other items in their hands.
After the two simply washed up, they went to the backyard to meet Mrs. Qingyou.
By this time, it was almost noon.
Mrs. Qingyou was admiring a newly blooming flower tree in the garden. When she saw the two of them, she immediately came forward with a smile and asked Zi Tong with concern, "You were so busy yesterday, why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
"Mom, you're worried, I'm not tired." Zi Tong smiled cutely.
"How can you not be tired?" Mrs. Qingyou held her arm and glanced at Beichen, "This child doesn't know how to hurt people at all. He usually hugs me here and there, but now I want you to walk by yourself. Come on.
, quickly follow mother and sit inside."
Zi Tong knew that Mrs. Qingyou had misunderstood, and it was hard to explain, so he just followed her into the room and sat down.
At this time, the maids brought the food and put it on the table.
The three of them sat down at the table to eat, and Mrs. Qingyou personally filled a bowl of soup for Zi Tong.
"You are still young, you need to take more nourishment in the future..." She said, looking at Beichen again, "Zi Tong is still young, you must not indulge."
"Yes." Beichen responded calmly.
Looking at her son's appearance, Mrs. Qingyou just curled her lips and moved closer to Zi Tong's ear, "I tell you, you must not follow his temper. That is not loving him, but harming him. Do you understand?!"
Zi Tong had no choice but to pretend to be confused and respond obediently.
While eating, Beichen asked, "When will mother leave?"
Mrs. Qingyou raised her eyebrows, "Why, are you driving me away so soon?"
"Mom, don't be angry. Beichen didn't mean that. We are going back to the academy soon. I'm just afraid that you will be bored alone." Zi Tong explained hurriedly.
After hearing this, Mrs. Qingyou just frowned with concern, "Going back to the academy so soon?"
"It will take me a lot of time to go back to Beizhou this time. Beichen will be in retreat soon, and I have to step up my training, so I can't stay too long."
Mrs. Qingyou nodded slightly, then looked at Beichen seriously, "Do you really want to go into seclusion?"
"It will take a few days to deal with some things." Beichen said.
Mrs. Qingyou pondered for a moment, "In that case, I will go back after lunch."
Her son's retreat was such a big deal, she naturally wanted to go back and discuss it carefully with Bei Shuihan.
During the retreat, you need to be absolutely safe and cannot be disturbed by anyone. Otherwise, all your efforts will be wasted at best, or you will go crazy at worst. That is no joke.
After finishing the meal in a hurry, Mrs. Qingyou simply packed up and immediately took two maids to leave.
Beichen and Zitong personally escorted her to the teleportation circle in the backyard, and Zitong did not forget to remind her in a low voice.
"Mom, remember, you must keep using the medicine for the best effect."
Mrs. Qingyou patted her shoulder gratefully, "Mom, I know, you two take care of yourself."
The formation master activated the court and sent several people away. Beichen looked at Zi Tong in confusion, "Mother is sick?"
"Okay, don't worry about it. You are a man and don't ask about our little secrets between women. In short, she is very good and nothing has happened to her. Just rest assured." Zi Tong said with a smile.