After the clearing, I became the soft bag of the fourth master

Chapter 8 Fourth Master Is Angry

At this time, Su Peisheng was at the door of the main house of Ruyi Pavilion, leaning sideways on a wooden post, and talking happily with Tao Xiang.

Su Peisheng is here, that's very likely, and the fourth master is also there.

Thinking of this, Wu Ling stopped, and then backed away.

Zizhi didn't understand: "Princess, it's already here, why don't you go in?"

"Forget it, I suddenly realized that Xiaoyu Pavilion still has something to deal with, Zi Zhi, let's come back another day."

But at this moment, with a creak, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a deep and familiar voice came from my ears.

That was fourth master's voice.

Wu Ling panicked suddenly, and the scriptures in his hand slipped piece by piece along a loose gap in his palm.

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up. Wu Ling's head was very low, and she could only see the scene below. She could only see that the corner of Fourth Master's black robe inlaid with clouds and cranes was even covered with a little dust. , Fourth Master paused in front of Wu Ling, and then left quickly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away, Wu Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly raised his head, but felt inexplicably lost in his heart.

She is like this, has been contradictory.

Wu Ling held her arms full of scriptures, and walked straight towards the main house. Every time she climbed a step, her heart sank, until the last step...

"Wu Ling!"

Fourth master's voice came from behind, and there was a little anger in his cold voice.

Originally, Yinzhen just felt that the woman in the water-blue flag dress picking up the scriptures under the tree was a little familiar, very similar to Wu Ling, but in his impression, Wu Ling was always wearing Hanwu's alien dress, Yinzhen felt that she was wearing cold clothes. Wu Yiqun is very beautiful and special, so she was never asked to change her service.

On the way out, the more Yin Zhen thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he turned back.

Wu Ling turned her head subconsciously. This was the first time Wu Ling saw Si Ye in more than a month. Thinking about the hard work of building the river, Si Ye became visibly thinner and had some stubble on his chin. With a little vicissitudes, but this is a little more sexy.

At this moment, Wu Ling and Yinzhen met each other's eyes, and there were longings and grievances in their eyes, but more worry.

Wu Ling lowered his head and bent slightly: "Fourth Master is well."

Yinzhen didn't respond, he looked Wu Ling up and down unscrupulously, with a seductive face with exotic features, but wearing a very restrictive aqua blue flag dress and tall flowerpot-bottom brocade shoes.

It's like, a densely packaged sandalwood box, which contains the most fragrant and thickest fragrance. The fragrance gradually penetrates into the wooden box until it soaks the whole box, exuding the fragrance, which fascinates people so much that they can't sleep at night. sleep soundly.

Once collected and released, it is unexpectedly suitable.

Seeing Fourth Master standing there in a daze, Wu Ling raised his voice slightly: "Fourth Master is well."

When Xu Zhen came back to his senses, he was still cold and calm, only uttered two cold words from his mouth,

"come over!"

After finishing speaking, fourth master left on his own.

"what?"

Wu Ling was still on the spot, "But..."

But she hasn't given the scriptures to Fujin yet. There is Fujin in the front and fourth master in the back. Wu Ling can't afford to offend these two people, so she can only stand there in a daze, in a dilemma.

Holding the scriptures, Wu Ling bit her lips fiercely, and finally followed the direction of the fourth master...

. . . . . .

Yinzhen is tall, so his steps are naturally bigger. In addition, he always speeds up his steps intentionally or unintentionally, so that Wu Ling can easily catch up.

In the end, Wu Ling couldn't keep up and even started trotting.

After returning to Si Ye's residence, Wu Ling was thrown in the bedroom, while Yin Zhen went to the front yard to handle government affairs.

Holding the scriptures in his arms, Wu Ling sat on the chair in front of the table and waited. The table of the fourth master was very neat, but there was no free place where the scriptures could be placed, so Wu Ling had no choice but to Holding it like this, if the arm is sore, change to another one, and the cycle repeats.

Today, a few court ministers came to the mansion to discuss the major issue of dealing with the flood in the Hunhe River. It took a long time, until late at night, before Fourth Master came back.

At this time, Wu Ling was half leaning on the bench, already sound asleep, the head of the flag touched the back of the chair, a little skewed, and most of the scriptures in his arms were scattered.

Seeing Wu Ling's sleeping state, the anger accumulated in Fourth Master's heart seemed to disappear in an instant.

He stretched out his hand with emerald cloud patterns to pull his finger, and gently stroked Wu Ling's face, but Wu Ling slept lightly, and the sudden coolness woke her up. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fourth Master on her bed nearer.

Wu Ling hurriedly got down from the chair, "Fourth...fourth master..."

Fourth Master lowered his head and looked at the scattered scriptures.

"I'm sorry." Wu Ling apologized again and again, and picked it up in a panic. Today's pile of scriptures seems to be caught by something evil, and it always falls down...

"What are you going to do in Fujin today?" Yinzhen asked.

Wu Ling lifted the scriptures in his arms, and replied truthfully: "I am here to deliver the scriptures."

"I'm going home, you know?"

Fourth master's subtext is, I'm back home, if you don't come to see me, why go to Fujin Fujin!
"I...know."

Wu Ling timidly replied.

Then, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, without any sound.

With courage, Wu Ling said softly, "Master, will you leave when you come back this time?"

"This time I will rest for a few days."

Although fourth master is arrogant, he can answer every question Wu Ling asks.

Afterwards, Wu Ling sighed lightly again: "Oh~"

"Huh?" Fourth Master was puzzled.

Wu Ling tiptoed to the fourth master, and said: "Ever since the master passed out in front of the concubine, the concubine has been worried. It is because of the concubine that the master..."

"Nonsense." Before Wu Ling could finish speaking, Yin Zhen interrupted in displeasure.

"It's nonsense." Wu Ling said: "I worry about it day and night, afraid that I will disturb my body if I get too close to my master, but I miss it every day, and I can't sleep or eat. After a month, the shaman completed the ceremony. Afterwards, the concubine can serve the master without any scruples, but the concubine doesn't know, when the time comes... will the master forget my concubine's identity..."

"It's still nonsense."

It turns out that every time Yinzhen doesn't see Wu Ling when he returns home, it's not because Wu Ling hides from him on purpose, but because he is worried that his fate will damage his body...

As a man, he was really easy to coax. After only a few words, the knot in Yinzhen's heart was untied so easily. He reached out and took the scripture in Wu Ling's hand, and casually threw it on the table.

Wu Ling had nothing in his hand, so he hurried to Yinzhen's side and hooked the corner of his clothes. This time, Wu Ling tentatively touched Yinzhen's hand, but he didn't expect that Yinzhen grabbed it with his backhand.

He asked, "Just now, did you get enough sleep?"

"Hmm..." Wu Ling understood Yinzhen's meaning, but in an instant she thought of Di Fujin's advice, and she said: "Master, I'm worried that I...will hurt your body..."

(End of this chapter)