Abandoned peasant woman in the prosperous world

Chapter 212 Stepfather (2)
Xiuru looked at this scene, but she was mostly afraid. She hid behind Xiulan, put her chin on Xiulan's shoulder, and only her head was exposed. Looking at the two people fighting fiercely in the courtyard, she whispered: "The madam is terrible!"

Knowing how to cook delicious dishes, drawing beautiful clothes, designing exquisite high-heeled shoes, being beautifully born, and good at martial arts—he is simply perfect!
At this moment, Xiao Li, who was tied with Qin Yuyao, was more than shocked by Qin Yuyao.He is the younger generation of Xianyunlou, Yunying with the most potential, why is Qin Yuyao's kung fu not inferior to him?Obviously she was just a little peasant woman in the past and had no training, but her sensitivity and adaptability often surpassed his!
"Stop!" Qin Yuyao, who already had some experience in applying inspiration to actual combat, was the first to call for a truce.She withdrew her hands and pulled away, kicked her feet, came to the steps three steps away, and nodded to Xiao Li: "Thank you for your hard work, eat an extra bowl for breakfast."

Xiao Li was forced to stop, still feeling a little unfinished. He looked at Qin Yuyao, and then at the other people standing in the yard. In the end, he didn't say anything, but just nodded: "Yes, ma'am."

After eating, Xiulan and Xiuru put on the same style but different colors of embroidered skirts, with more than a dozen taels of silver from Qin Yuyao in their sleeves, arm in arm, and went out happily.

Xiuhe went back to the house, picked up the embroidery samples, and continued to embroider Yu Wenwan'er's shoes.And Qin Yuyao continued to hold the dagger and began to cut the second model.

Bao'er hugged Xiaobai, looked at Qin Yuyao with big black eyes, then looked at the empty yard, blinked her big eyes, ran out of the house door, and went into the west chamber.

After entering Si Luo's door, he turned his back and closed the door, then came to Si Luo, raised his head and called, "Uncle Si Luo."

Seeing the little guy acting mysteriously and closing the door, Si Luo felt very strange: "Little master, what's the matter with you?"

"Uncle Si Luo, I want to see Daddy." Bao'er said seriously with her big black and white eyes open.

It turned out that he missed the master, Si Luo felt relieved, and replied: "Master has been very busy recently, little master waits for a while, and then I can see the master."

Bao'er lowered her eyelids, and after a while, she suddenly raised her head, and with her pink mouth, she said something that almost scared Si Luo to the point of tearing her liver apart: "Tell him, I don't recognize him as my father anymore."

Can't play with him, can't help mother, what's the use of him?

"Little master, absolutely not!" Si Luo was so frightened that his head was sweating, and he couldn't maintain his expressionless face anymore. The astonishment on his face at this moment was like a wooden plank that was cracked by someone's punch.He quickly squatted down, looked at Bao'er and said, "Little master, you must not do this, the master is busy because of you!"

Bao'er bit her lip, took a step back, and shook her head, "I don't believe it." He kept in mind Qin Yuyao's words, what his eyes see may not be true, and what his ears hear may not necessarily be true, he can't just listen What others say, he depends on how others do.

Now, he only sees his mother busy, but his father is nowhere to be seen.But Uncle Si Luo said that Daddy was doing it for him and mother, and Bao'er would not believe it anyway.He looked at Si Luo, and suddenly said something that made Si Luo want to grab the ground with his head: "Uncle Si Luo, you are not a good person."

Hearing this, Si Luo almost fell over.He looked at Bao'er in amazement, no matter how dull he was, he understood something: "Little master, who told you what?"

Bao'er shook her head, took another two steps back, suddenly turned around and ignored him, opened the door and ran out.

Si Luo behind him looked at his back in astonishment, his head was full of confusion.He had a bad intuition, so he wrote a letter, handed it to the little bird who specially delivered the letter, and sent it to Yu Wenxuan.

The capital, Prince Xuan's Mansion.

"Princess Wan's people withdrew from me today." In the study, a tall and thin young man stood by the window sill, wearing a royal robe embroidered with boa constrictors and wearing white jade on his head. Crown, delicate but not dazzling.About seventeen or eighteen years old, with a fair face, looks gentle and delicate.

"Uncle Huang thinks Princess Wan has given up?" This tall and thin young man is none other than the third prince Yu Wenyi.He rolled up his sleeves, bent over to face a pot of beautiful hibiscus, holding a water bottle in one hand and small scissors in the other, and repaired the flowers.

On the other side of the study, Yu Wenxuan was sitting in a wheelchair, pushing the wheels, skillfully moved to the bookshelf, and took down a large book that was three fingers thick.Put it on your lap, and then pushed the wheelchair to the back of the table.After hearing what the third prince said, he replied in a cold voice: "Princess Wan has never been a stupid person."

"What does Uncle Huang think, what should Yi'er do?" Yu Wenyi stopped, straightened up, looked at Yu Wenxuan and asked.

Yu Wenxuan turned the pages of the book, sometimes pausing to think, and sometimes flipping quickly.After a long while, he closed the page and replied, "Arrange some people to scatter around the capital to confuse her sight."

Why does the emperor think so highly of that embroidered lady?Seeing that the plan arranged by Yu Wenxuan was so troublesome, Yu Wenyi could not help but frown slightly.However, he came to this step mostly relying on Yu Wenxuan's support, so he nodded and replied: "Yes, Uncle Huang."

Holding the scissors, Yu Wenyi cut off the only hibiscus in full bloom in the flowerpot with a click.Then, looking at the few remaining flower buds of the same size, I put down the scissors with satisfaction.Flattening his cuffs, he turned around and said, "In that case, Yi'er will leave."

"Yeah." Yu Wenxuan didn't lift his head, he wrote something quickly, and let Yu Wenyi turn around and leave.

Not long after, Qianyi walked in, holding a special letter paper in his hand: "Master, Si Luo has sent a letter."

"Oh?" Yu Wenxuan raised his head and looked into Qianyi's hand: "Take it here."

Qianyi put the letter on the table and went out.Yu Wenxuan opened the letter paper and read it.After a few glances, he couldn't help frowning slightly.He raised his pen and wrote it several times, but he always felt dissatisfied.In the end, he simply stood up from the wheelchair, took out the silver mask from the drawer, and tapped it on his face.

I haven't seen them for some days, so I might as well take this opportunity to visit them.

Yu Wenxuan put on the mask and changed his clothes, then left Prince Xuan's mansion and went to the outside of the capital.Using his skills, he walked quickly to Qin Yuyao's home in Qingyang Town.I thought to myself, the last time I saw Bao'er, Bao'er was still so close to him.Why did he suddenly not recognize him as his father?

Did Qin Yuyao say something to him?Although he didn't spend many days with Bao'er, Yu Wenxuan knew that his son was the closest to Qin Yuyao.If Qin Yuyao said something to him, it would definitely have weight.

(End of this chapter)