Bo Jiming followed Qin Jiaoxi to Zhuyue Yuan with a nervous expression.
The two heard the familiar voice outside the yard: "Get out!"
Qin Jiaoxi: "..."
It's over, now we're in big trouble.
Bo Jiming squinted his eyes and suddenly thought of a possibility: "Xi'er, don't be too busy walking away. Can you try to find a way to have a few more words with your junior uncle?"
Qin Jiaoxi didn't know why, but he still followed his instructions and said, "Uncle Master, what's wrong with you today?"
Sanyi said angrily: "Get out!"
Qin Jiaoxi slowed down his voice: "Uncle, Xi'er just wants to talk to you. Don't be so harsh, okay?"
San Yi said coldly: "If you don't get out, don't blame me for being rude!"
At this moment, Meng Yinqin finally rushed over: "How is she doing?"
Bo Jiming shook his head with a stern face: "It's not good, it's probably an illness!"
"Did you suffer any injustice in Ci'an Palace today?"
Meng Yinqin's eyes darkened: "I am too careless!"
Although he arrived in time and tried his best to defend San Yi in front of the Queen Mother, she suffered the injustice because of him after all.
On the carriage back home, Sanyi looked normal, and he didn't pay much attention to her.
Seeing this, Qin Jiaoxi could only bite the bullet and continue to ask: "Uncle Junior, I suddenly want to ask when will my master come back?"
I originally thought that when my junior uncle got married, Sang Lanyun would rush back to attend her wedding no matter where she went.
As a result, Sang Lanyun didn't wait, but Sang Yi pretended to be Sang Lanyun and came to Qin Jiaoxi to help her treat her face.
Now, more than a month has passed since the wedding, and the injuries on San Yi's face have healed by 80% to 90%, but there is still no news from Sang Lanyun.
So it shouldn’t be too much for her to ask, right?
"Uncle Master, didn't you say that I have to wait for him to come back before I can learn new things after I finish standing at the zhanzhuang? It's been so long, and if Master doesn't come back, I might forget how to stand at the plum blossom stand!"
Sanyi said impatiently: "You should go back first, your master's affairs will be dealt with later..."
As she said that, she suddenly paused: "Huh? Let me think about it first, where did your master say he went?"
Qin Jiaoxi was really anxious now: "No way? Have you forgotten all this?"
As she asked and answered questions, Sanyi's mood gradually stabilized. She suddenly raised her head and looked across the courtyard door, staring at Bo Jiming and Meng Yinqin.
Sanyi narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing? What are you doing outside my yard?"
Meng Yinqin tried to shout: "Asang, madam? Can I come in?"
Sanyi blushed: "When did I not let you in?"
Meng Yinqin breathed a sigh of relief, lifted up his robe and stepped into her yard.
Bo Jiming immediately winked at Qin Jiaoxi, pulled her back and left.
"Let's go, leave the rest to your father, I still have something to say to you!"
Qin Jiaoxi was still not at ease. He opened the courtyard door and stretched his neck: "Are you sure? It's really okay?"
"But I remember that my uncle has never recovered so quickly when he was ill before. What if she and my father really get into a fight? My father will suffer!"
Bo Jiming: "..."
What should I do? His girl is so stupid. Will she not be able to understand his sincerity in the future?
Fortunately, grandpa acted quickly and got the emperor and the queen mother to agree to the engagement, otherwise...
Qin Jiaoxi suddenly turned around and stared at Bo Jiming: "Eh? I suddenly remembered that my father should be accompanying my mother today, right?"
