Amidst the girl's moans, the wooden bed began to shake gently again. Amidst her unbearable gasps, she was still thinking about something else.
"Master, Master... what time is it?"
Shen Lie also panted and said confusedly: "It's still early."
After some lingering.
Shen Lie lay on his back on the bed, watching the little maid get up despite being tired and carefully wiping his sweat with a piece of silk, and couldn't help but sigh.
"This evil old society..."
However, Yun'er also looked comfortable and satisfied. She had already placed all her life, death, honor and disgrace on this heroic and free-spirited man.
Shen Lie gently stroked her soft long legs with his rough hands and said softly: "Yun'er pack your things, let's go back to Beijing today."
Yun'er responded obediently: "Oh."
The little maid looked at the layout of the room with her delicate eyes, as well as several potted plants she had planted herself, looking a little reluctant to part with them.
Shen Lie hurriedly comforted him: "We will come back after a while, when the young master is not so busy."
Yun'er raised her head and showed him a sweet smile.
When the sun is three poles high.
There was a commotion at the entrance of Shenjiazhuang. Shen Lie led the horse to the outside of the village and called Victor over to give him a few words.
"Don't be too cruel to those villagers."
Shen Lie was really afraid that this guy would train him an elite army according to the standards of the Swedish Guards, but that was hard to explain.
Victor hurriedly said: "Understood, I understand."
But looking at his blond hair and blue eyes, and the sparkling look between his brows, as if he was glowing with a second spring, Shen Lie knew that he might not really understand.
Perhaps it was his honor as a soldier that caused him to regain some of his long-lost nature.
Once he gritted his teeth, he closed his eyes.
Shen Lie said no more and just let him go.
Love so much!
He helped Yun'er onto the horse's back, and then protected his newly adopted sister on the horse.
Shen Lie also got on the horse, looked back at his village and his fields, and then gently pinched the horse's belly.
"drive!"
Following a few shouts, more than a dozen riders urged their horses one after another, protected a few female relatives, and rushed toward the mottled ancient capital dozens of miles away against the setting sun.
Zhang Jingxiu was surprisingly quiet along the way, as if he was tired from playing these days, and seemed to be thinking about what Shen Lie had done...
cooperative!
This novel form has exceeded her cognition. She thought about it for a long time, not knowing whether this approach was good or bad.
Zhang Jingxiu, who was born in the Taishi Mansion, is well-informed. She instinctively sensed the benefits of this cooperation, but she also felt that something was wrong.
But I couldn’t tell what was inappropriate.
As the weather got hotter, Zhang Jingxiu lifted up the sun-shading hat, lifted the white gauze, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
Those bright eyes couldn't help but look straight ahead, at Shen Lie bumping on the horse, and at the healthy and sunny little maid Yun'er.
Yun'er is obviously a little different, a little less youthful, and a little more indescribable and charming between her eyebrows.
Yun'er's slight change made Miss Zhang think of something, and a blush appeared on her bright face.
Amid the jolting of the horses, the majestic capital city directly ahead was already in sight.
At night.
Taishi Mansion.
After turning over and dismounting in front of the mansion, Zhang Jingxiu, feeling a little uneasy, slipped back to his small courtyard through the side door and stood in his own boudoir.
No one was discovered along the way.
Zhang Jingxiu gently stroked his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took off his stained Confucian uniform, took off the obstructive headscarf, and let his cloud-like hair fall down.
He casually threw off his boots, took off his sweaty clothes, and then asked the maid to bring him hot water to take a bath.
After a while.
As her delicate body like mutton-fat white jade lay on her back in the bathtub, she closed her eyes, but felt uncomfortable all over her body, and began to miss the open-air bathroom in the backyard of Shenjiazhuang.
Starting to miss that amazing shower...
Zhang Jingxiu took a quick shower and changed into women's clothes.
At this time, the maid came from outside and said hesitantly: "Miss... the master asked you to go to the study."
Zhang Jingxiu was so frightened that he vomited out his sweet tongue, had no choice but to make a grimace, walked through the long corridor, and came to the study room that was feared by everyone in the world.
He held his breath and knocked on the door.
Then my father's majestic voice came from the room: "Come in."
As Zhang Jingxiu walked into the room, he stood obediently in front of his father. He had already prepared a set of words in his heart, waiting for his father to ask questions.
Sure enough, Zhang Juzheng was furious when he saw his daughter who had stayed away from home for seven or eight days, and said solemnly: "Where have you been so crazy these days?"
How outrageous!
But Zhang Jingxiu was well prepared. He raised his delicate neck and said plausibly: "To tell you what my father said, my daughter... has gone on errands for the emperor."
Zhang Juzheng was choked up with just one sentence.
The chief assistant looked at the serious baby daughter, and his anger began to boil, and he shouted: "You...bastard!"
Zhang Juzheng is so angry. Are you running an errand for the emperor?
What kind of bastard sleep talk are you talking about!
But his precious daughter was still confident and told the matter exactly as it was: "Father, please calm down..."
Followed by my daughter's eloquent talk.
Zhang Juzheng was stunned. As his mouth opened slightly and his eyes widened, his expression seemed as if he had heard the most incredible thing in the world.
After a long time, the grand master and chief assistant was still full of suspicion, his lips were trembling slightly, but he didn't know what to say.
A long time passed.
Zhang Juzheng just came back to his senses and said seriously: "You mean, the emperor... paid a sum of money and mixed it in your cheap shop?"
Zhang Jingxiu nodded firmly, straightened his slender waist, and responded: "Yes!"
Such an arrogant demeanor is somewhat similar to Shen Lie's.
Zhang Juzheng was speechless again, and then he began to rub his temples. He felt the blood vessels in his temples throbbing.
The Grand Master felt dizzy and his blood pressure began to rise sharply.
I saw the color on my father's face gradually fade and his breathing became rapid.
Zhang Jingxiu was startled and hurried over, saying in a panic: "Father..."
As Zhang Juzheng suppressed his anger and felt the panic in his precious daughter's heart, his heart softened for no reason, and he softly comforted her.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."
At this moment, the powerful minister in charge of the Ming Dynasty felt a little tired in his heart when faced with students who were acting recklessly and his precious daughter who was disobedient every day.
He himself knew that the daughter he had raised, although she had been pampered since she was a child and ran around outside all day long, could his daughter do anything immoral?
Not to the point.
But this day-to-day routine is too worrying.
Zhang Jingxiu gently kneaded his father's forehead, gritted his white teeth, and said softly: "If the father doesn't want to, the daughter... just refuses."
She said this.
Zhang Juzheng gradually calmed down.
At this moment, a strange thought suddenly came into his mind, which made the great master of the Ming Dynasty feel relieved and even a little excited.
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Zhang Juzheng's eyes lit up. Maybe this was a good opportunity to ease the tense relationship between himself and the emperor.
