The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Chapter 41 What are you doing there in the middle of the night?
  There was only one lamp lit in the room;

The dim candlelight swayed in the breeze that occasionally filtered through the half-open window,

The flickering warm light shines on Song Jingzhang's angular profile,
  He sat in front of the table, his slender right leg resting on his left leg, his left hand tapping his fingers on the table, looking at her.
  It is obviously still a spring night, in the boudoir filled with the fragrance of flowers, warm and comfortable,
  Gu Wanyu felt a chill shooting up from the soles of her feet.
  The fingers of her hands hanging by her sides closed unconsciously. She opened her mouth and felt her throat tightening.
  "When did you come? Why didn't you let me know?" He had to climb in through the window at this time.

Song Jingzhang calmly looked away, raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea.

"I wanted to come and see you, but I didn't pay attention to the time. I was worried that you had fallen asleep, so I didn't wake up."

"I am the boss of the house. I work hard outside. It doesn't matter if I am alarmed. I should serve you."

Besides, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't seem to be worried about waking her up.

Song Jingzhang twitched the corner of his mouth, without commenting on this, and changed the subject, "But what are you doing there in the middle of the night?"

There is nothing strange in the words,

Gu Wanyu blinked and her clenched fingers couldn't help but loosen.
  "Just as I was about to go to sleep, the kitchen said they had made some pearl and rose dumplings. I want to use some, but I am worried that eating them before going to bed will leave me with excess food, so I am struggling there."

As he spoke, a blush appeared on his face at the right time, and his voice lowered, "I don't want to be seen by you."

"What's this? Let me prepare something good and bring it over." Song Jingzhang frowned and took a sip of tea.
  "If you really want to eat those pearl rose dumplings, just ask someone to make them again tomorrow."

These slaves below are really clueless. What are they doing at this hour?
  How did Zhao Youzheng choose people?
  "That's what I said," Gu Wanyu smiled softly, walked forward slowly, and gently squeezed his shoulder, "After all, I still have the idea."

"If you have anything you want to use, I'll pass on the message and ask the kitchen to prepare it together and send it over."

The fingers pressing on the neck are slender but not lacking in strength.
  Song Jingzhang subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold it. Guo was as weak and boneless as ever.

At just the right time, a wisp of black hair fell in front of my eyes, and there was a faint fragrance of jasmine coming from behind.
  The fragrance stirred her thoughts, and the scene where she was... for herself a few days ago suddenly came to mind.

Gu Wanyu let the palm of her left hand be held, while the other hand was still on his shoulder, seemingly unaware of her falling hair and the suddenly tense back.

Song Jingzhang coughed slightly unnaturally and let go of her hand.

"No, it's getting late. I have to leave beforehand. You should rest early."

After saying that, he quickly stood up and walked out with big steps.

Xiao Huan, who was guarding the door, wanted to go in and serve Gu Liufu after seeing him leave with a smile.
  In the blink of an eye, he saw Song Jingzhang striding out with a cold face. He was immediately startled and hurriedly saluted.
  It wasn't until Song Jingzhang's figure disappeared completely that he stood up and quickly entered the inner room.
  "Master, how could I do this?" She suddenly came out of the room, but she obviously didn't see anyone going in.

Halfway through, he noticed her expression and couldn't help but gradually lower his voice until he disappeared and shut up.

Gu Wanyu was sitting at the table, drinking tea with a cold face, holding a tea cup. Hearing the sound, his eyelids slightly opened.

He tilted his head to one side, raised his chin slightly, and winked at her.
  Only then did Xiaohuan notice the half-open flower window.
  "This……"

"Didn't you hear anything while you were standing outside?" The tea cup was placed heavily on the table with a "bang" sound.
  I have to admit that she was angry,

If Song Jingzhang hadn't come at the right time and didn't see her ordering Liu Fu,
  Otherwise, what you have been doing in front of him for many days would be a failure. Gu Wanyu has always been gentle and gentle to others.
  Except for the poison issue, even when Yong'an Hou was scheming in front of them, he was talking harmoniously. This was the first time he was so cold-faced and angry.
  Xiao Huan was startled and quickly lowered her head, "My slave, I was thinking that you and Liu Fu were going to say something important, so I didn't pay attention and listen carefully. I never thought that I would come here suddenly..."

The atmosphere was really stagnant, and Xiaohuan was panicking. Halfway through her words, she lost her voice under her intense gaze.
  Then his feet gave way and he knelt down, "This slave made an oversight. Please punish me, Master."

Gu Wanyu stared at the top of her head, sighed for a while,
  "Forget it, get up. I can't blame you. Who would have thought that I would act like this suddenly."

"Fortunately, it's nothing serious. Just pay more attention next time."

As he spoke, he leaned over and stretched out his hand to Xiaohuan,

Xiaohuan was stunned, raised his eyes and glanced at her carefully and slightly touched, then put his hand on his and stood up with a little help.
  "Thank you for your forgiveness, Master."

The breeze blew by, causing a chill. Gu Wanyu retracted her hand and said, "Go and close the window."

Xiaohuan responded, immediately went over to close it, turned around and approached respectfully.

"It's getting late, Master, would you like to take a rest?"

"After working hard for a while, I'm a little hungry. Let the kitchen prepare something good and bring it over. You can use it too."

"Yes."

In the past, there were not so many rules in Lu Mansion, and the master and servant often ate together.
  Now Xiaohuan also knew that Gu Wanyu was trying to appease him in disguise, so he did not refuse.
  After answering, he went to the kitchen to give orders, and also asked for the peach blossom cake he wanted to eat.

The kitchen moved quickly, and in just a quarter of an hour, a bowl of shredded chicken wontons, a cup of lily, tremella, and lotus seed soup, two or three thumb-sized dumplings, a plate of side dishes, and peach blossoms ordered by Xiaohuan were quickly prepared. Crisp.

"I'm bothering you, Grandma Sun." Xiaohuan thanked her politely.

Everyone in the house doesn't know that the girl Xiaohuan in front of them is Madam's confidant.
  Not to mention that the lady asked for food, even if Xiaohuan was hungry after serving the lady, they would be very happy to make some food for her.

Now that she heard her polite thanks, Grandma Sun would naturally not agree and just said that it was what she should do.

Xiaohuan said a few more polite words, stuffed her purse, and then turned around to go back to the main room.
  I don’t want to see an unexpected person standing in the corner in a blink of an eye.

She was surprised in her heart, her eyes moved, and she looked carefully at Grandma Sun next to her who was still smiling at her.

Without making it clear, he still smiled and said goodbye, then returned to the main room with the food box.

Courses of exquisite soups were put on the table.
  Gu Wanyu took the shredded chicken wontons, waved her hand for Xiaohuan to sit down, and then slowly stirred them with a spoon.
  "Master, I just went to get food, but you might as well see Nanny Lin helping in the kitchen."

Xiaohuan thanked her and sat down. He was not in a hurry to eat with her, but immediately reported what he had just seen.

"It is the rough envoy who is demoted. Xiao Hong and Xiao He are enough in the main courtyard. Besides, Nanny Lin has lost her face. Now she will definitely not want to stay in the main courtyard anymore. It will only increase the laughing stock. It is reasonable to go to the kitchen. "

(End of this chapter)