Daliang female chief assistant

Chapter 27 Undercurrent
As Zhou Hui said, he reached out to grab Fu Xiu's arm.

Stopped by Wen Yuting, "Brother Zhou, I was the one who complained about Fuxiu just now, why did you take all your anger on her?"

"If you really want to vent, you might as well come to Wen Mou."

How could Zhou Hui lose his temper at him?
He stared angrily at Fu Xiu who was behind him, gritted his teeth, and exhaled viciously.

"Today, I'm just looking at your face and letting this slave's life go." After finishing speaking, he turned his head and yelled at Fuxiu fiercely: "Get out of here, my lord."

He flicked his sleeves and scrambled down the ground.

Inside the house, Zhou Shu sighed helplessly.

Her voice was soft.

After flicking his sleeves down, it was very quiet outside, so quiet that even a needle could be heard on the ground.

So her sigh was clearly heard by Wen Yuting and Zhou Hui.

"Why did Master Zhou sigh?"

Wen Yuting walked in casually.

"Young Master." Zhou Shu struggled to get up from Luohan's bed, wanting to salute him.

He was stopped in time.

"Master Zhou, you are still sick, so you don't need to care about these empty etiquette."

"Young Master is not a stingy person, Ah Chi, you should lie down quickly." Zhou Hui wanted to help her to lie down.

Zhou Shu held his big palm instead, shook his head silently, with a firm attitude.

Zhou Hui had no choice but to help her get off the bed again.

After standing firmly, Zhou Shu folded his hands and saluted Wen Yuting.

"Young Lord Hou laughed at the incident just now."

She bent over, Wen Yuting fixedly stared at her face.

She dragged her sick body and insisted on getting out of bed, just to apologize to him for this?
This man is really stubborn and old-fashioned.

Displeasure appeared between Wen Yuting's brows, and his voice cooled down.

"I see that girl Fuxiu is very good-looking, and Ben Hou likes it very much. If Mr. Zhou really feels sorry, why don't you give that girl to Ben Hou."

What he said was not discussing with her.

I thought Zhou Shu would shirk, but who knows that she cupped her hands again.

"Since the young master likes it, the official will reluctantly part with it, and let her serve in the young master's room tonight."

As soon as these words came out, the other three were shocked.

Apart from Wen Yuting and Zhou Hui in the room, Hongying outside the door was even more incredulous.

She had a sky-falling expression, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands hanging by her sides were trembling even more.

I thought he was different.

Unexpectedly, he, like all men in the world, regards women as playthings.

Clenching her hands slowly, Hongying's expression outside the door gradually turned cold.

After a long time, she seemed to have made up her mind, turned and left without hesitation.

In the room, Wen Yuting snorted coldly, and said in a mocking voice, "In that case, then Ben Hou thanked Mr. Zhou for his kindness."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

Zhou Shu called out to stop him, "Wait a minute, Young Master."

Then he looked at Zhou Hui who hadn't recovered from the shock.

"Brother, I still have something to say to the young master, please avoid it first."

"Oh, good." Zhou Hui returned to his senses in a daze, nodded, and went out.

For a moment, only she and Wen Yuting were left in the room.

Wen Yuting swaggered into the rattan chair.

Zhou Shu propped himself up, walked slowly to his side, sat down, and lowered his voice, "Young Master, a third force has appeared in the city."

Hearing this, Wen Yuting couldn't care less about being angry with her anymore.

"who is it?"

"I don't know yet." She coughed twice, "Today my brother went to find a doctor for me, and searched all the medical clinics in the city, but no one dared to come to treat me."

"Just when my brother was in a state of desperation, Miss Hongying appeared, and she offered to see a doctor for me. My brother was worried about my illness, so he brought her back to the county government without much thought."

"I see that her words and deeds don't look like people from Xiangzhou City, so I dare to guess that there are other forces hidden in Xiangzhou City now."

After the words fell, Wen Yuting fell into deep thought.

She didn't hurry to urge her, she sat quietly on the chair, her eyes lowered, she looked at the ground, wondering what she was thinking.

Probably after a cup of tea.

Wen Yuting regained consciousness from his thoughts, and looked at her, "According to Mr. Zhou, can this force be related to the Yang family?"

Zhou Shu shook his head, "I don't know."

If Hongying really belonged to the prince, then she must have a certain purpose in coming to Xiangzhou City this time.

But now that Zhang Mao'an has been imprisoned, he will soon be able to lead out the person behind him.

At that time, the Wan family will suffer heavy losses, so why should the prince take such risks at this time and cause trouble for himself for nothing?

But if Hongying is not the prince's person, it means that there is another force in Xiangzhou city secretly manipulating all this.

The Crown Prince and the King of Qin, now there is another unknown force.

What is hidden in the small city of Xiangzhou, worthy of the open and secret struggle of the three forces?

Zhou Shu couldn't figure it out for a while.

She rubbed her swollen forehead, "Young Master, the current situation in Xiangzhou City is treacherous, you and I need to make plans as soon as possible."

There were only the two of them now, so there was no need for him to hide.

The corners of his mouth curled up, his eyes were cold.

"Hmph, why are you afraid of a group of maggots who only dare to hide in the dark? Benhou still said the same thing, you just turn the world upside down, and leave the rest to Benhou."

Speaking of this, Zhou Shu's eyes flickered slightly, and a look of uneasiness flashed across his face.

She apologized slightly: "What happened this morning is because the officials misunderstood the young master, please forgive me."

"Zhou Shu, if you really feel ashamed of this Marquis, don't say such a hypocritical and insincere apology."

Wen Yuting still had that bohemian look, but when he said this, his eyes shone brightly, and the expression on his face that was about to smile was restrained.

Her thin lips were pursed into a straight line, her facial features were handsome, and she exuded an inaccessible coldness.

Zhou Shu shivered from the bone-piercing chill on his body, and she tightened her clothes tightly.

This time, the tone was much more sincere than before.

"Young Lord's words, I will remember."

"I hope you really remember." After finishing speaking, Wen Yuting stood up, walked out, and stopped before going out, "The servant girl Fuxiu is loyal, and this Marquis will not take away people's love. "

The words "capture people's love" sounded like gnashing of teeth.

Zhou Shu frowned, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Looking at his back for a long time, he sighed again.

At night, he came to warm her bed with a flick of his sleeves.

Her body is weak, even though it is already summer, the quilt on her bed is still as thick as in winter.

There is no Mrs. Tang to keep warm. After sleeping all night, my hands and feet are still icy cold.

During the day, he cried a lot, his eyes were still red and swollen even though he had applied a warm handkerchief.

Zhou Shu sat on a soft bed beside him, holding a book in his hand, flipping through a page or two from time to time.

Listening to her movements, she waited for her to spread the quilt and put the hot Tang Pozi into the quilt by her feet.

All of a sudden, Zhou Shu yelled "Flick the sleeves".

Hearing this, Fu Xiu was startled, and the hand that was making the quilt suddenly stopped.

She took a deep breath and forced a smile, "My lord, what do you order when you call for flicking sleeves?"

Zhou Shu sighed inwardly, put down the book, and patted her on the empty seat beside him.

"Fuck your sleeves, come here and sit down."

(End of this chapter)