"You were on the street just now, did you donate money?" Zhu Yucheng asked.
Yun Qiao looked at him.
Zhu Yucheng has a very deceptive face. He has fair skin and no beard, single eyelids, and clear eyes, with a bit of childish simplicity.
Just looking at him, no one would have imagined that this young master would be the leader's right-hand man and the most outstanding military advisor.
He wore a shirt today. It was not a formal occasion, so he did not wear a tie, but the shirt had silver buttons that were shiny.
"Brother sent someone to follow me?" Yun Qiao asked with a smile.
Zhu Yucheng: "It's just that someone happened to meet you. If they hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you arrived early."
Reports came and went, and Zhu Yucheng came over as soon as he received the letter.
Even so, Yun Qiao was made to wait for an hour.
"I donated money, and also donated my gold bracelets and necklaces." Yun Qiao said truthfully.
Zhu Yucheng: "You are too rash. If it is found on you, it will be very troublesome. You will be beheaded."
Yun Qiao: "Don't be afraid, my seventh uncle will save me."
Zhu Yucheng: "..."
This sentence blocked Zhu Yucheng for a moment and he didn't know what to answer. Fortunately, Young Master Zhu was so experienced that he picked up the menu and ignored it as if it didn't happen.
He just said: "Brother is also worried about you. What do you want to eat?"
Yun Qiao is an ordinary person, and her understanding of politics is based on her grandmother and newspapers; Zhu Yucheng is a fox and will not tell the truth to Yun Qiao.
The two of them would not talk about the current situation, but about household matters.
Zhu Yucheng said bluntly: "My father suffered an assassination in the twelfth lunar month of last year. I checked again and again, and finally there were some clues pointing to Uncle Qian."
He was explaining why Zhu Longtou ignored Yun Qiao for so long.
Yun Qiao and Uncle Qian were uncles and nephews whose bones were broken but whose tendons were still attached. If Qian Changping wanted to usurp the throne, Yun Qiao would definitely side with Qian Changping.
Therefore, Zhu Longtou was very wary and never saw her.
"Brother is so wise and intelligent, he must know that someone is sowing discord, right?" Yun Qiao said calmly.
Zhu Yucheng pretended to smile bitterly: "It seems that you trust Uncle Qian very much."
"What I said is fair." Yun Qiao said, "Brother, no matter what others think, Uncle Qian and I respect the leader very much. Especially me, we will not be enemies of the Zhu family."
Zhu Yucheng nodded: "Of course."
"One more thing, even if it's for my eldest brother, I won't do it." Yun Qiao blinked her thick eyelashes, and her light eyes fell on Zhu Yucheng, "You can't put your eldest brother in a dilemma."
Zhu Yucheng's face was a little touched: "Yun Qiao is good, big brother knows you are very good!"
The two people put on a show, going back and forth, and then everyone understood in their hearts: the other party didn't want to break up.
Zhu Yucheng put the blame on Uncle Qian, saying that there was something wrong with Uncle Qian, so the Zhu family ignored Yun Qiao; but Yun Qiao kept saying that she was an orphan, helpless and needed more support.
What she meant was that she wanted Yu Cheng to be her backer.
Zhu Yucheng immediately patted his chest and said that his eldest brother would definitely be kind to his sister.
He pushed up his glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were cold.
Yun Qiao lowered her head to drink water, her eyes covered with feather eyelashes also looked indifferent.
The two foxes faced each other, sang a good show to each other, temporarily appeased each other, and continued to live their lives, waiting for the next opportunity.
They arrived early, and the restaurant knew it was Young Master Zhu, so they specially asked the chef to start cooking for them early.
After they finished eating, the restaurant was still empty.
When serving dessert, Zhu Yucheng even joked and told the story of Second Young Master Zhu.
Second Young Master Zhu was beaten badly.
Xi Rong did it himself, and he was sure to cut it off wherever he wanted, very neatly.
"...I don't know if Master Qi's anger has subsided." Zhu Yucheng said.
Yun Qiao told Zhu Yucheng what he had said to ridicule Xu Yinjie last time: "Uncle Qi is not angry. He is not the one who was beaten."