Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 66 Visit
The spring night was long, and the wind brought drizzle to the plantains in the courtyard of the Mu Mansion. The ground was as wet as a plate, and the bright moon was shining in the sky.

It's time for people to decide, the maidservant who kept watch at night extinguished the lanterns in all the courtyards in the mansion, only Su Wanwan's Zhaohui Pavilion was lit until the cock crowed.

Under the lamp, Su Wanwan pushed aside the maid and sat alone, wearing a dark robe, looking thoughtfully at the sandalwood box in front of her.

She has a violent temper, and if someone dared to plot against her in normal times, the body would probably be completely cold at this time, but this morning she knew that the lady of the Lu family had plots against her, but she still complied with her request. Jielangya whip doesn't matter much, it's just following one's heart.

Slightly rough hands couldn't help stroking the wooden box up and down to wipe it, treating it like a treasure.

For the first time, someone knows her preferences and is willing to consider her joys and sorrows.

Su Wanwan held the box on the wooden desk and placed it next to her pillow, turned off the light, and fell asleep under the blanket.

With a slight smile on her sleeping face, she didn't know what she dreamed of, she was extremely stable.

In the early morning of the second day, Su Wanwan took a carriage to Qingshui Lane after breakfast.

In order to deceive others, Lu Ziyu didn't let Jing Zhe go to the backyard to prepare a sedan chair, but directly got into the car of Mu's residence and took the same ride with Su Wanwan.

When Lu Ziyu came up, Su Wanwan was dragging a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake with a handkerchief to enjoy it. When she saw the clothes she was wearing, she swallowed the whole piece of cake in fright, her choked little face flushed. .

Is this to enjoy the flowers or to sacrifice?

Lu Ziyu handed her a cup of tea, and when he raised his sleeves, he could vaguely see the delicate and charming bellyband.

Since he was going to make a man happy, he had to be prepared to make some sacrifices, so Lu Ziyu's outfit today was even more glamorous than in the past.

Chu Yun's soft gauze double-breasted skirt has a neckline that opens to the chest. If you are a little taller, you can see the beauty's round and clean upright peaches clearly by lowering your head.

"With your attire, I'm really not afraid of being seen and scolded as bad!" Su Wanwan drank the water, and her breath became better.

Let alone a man with this appearance, she felt flushed when she saw it.

Lu Ziyu smiled shyly, raised her cherry lips and asked, "Miss Su, isn't she shy? Let my family take a closer look~"

After all, she was about to jump into Su Wanwan's arms.

Where is this girl from the Qingliu family?It is clearly the flower girl in the place where the fireworks buried the willows.

Su Wanwan shook her body, avoiding her with a look of disgust.

This charming beauty, if her cousin doesn't have the iron tree blooming, he must be the reincarnation of the monk.

The Ninth Prince's Mansion is far away in the outskirts of Beijing, so it takes a long time to drive.

The two laughed and fought on the road, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became.

The coachman of Mu's mansion who was driving the horse was also a little surprised. My young lady's savage temper seemed to be restrained a lot today, but she was still cheerful.

After about half an hour, we finally arrived at the place.

Ninth Prince's Mansion, outside the study.

"Snapped!"

An antique from the previous dynasty, the Shuanglong Porcelain Bead Chijin Plum Vase was broken for no reason.

Fuyun sat on a stone bench outside the study, resting her chin on her hands, feeling bored.

This is already the third one, and he is not surprised.

Lazily waving his hand, he summoned the servant to clean up with a broom.

Ever since he came back from the banquet that day, his master dropped several things every day for no apparent reason.

It is estimated that in a few days, the Ninth Prince's Mansion will have to be demolished and rebuilt.

The door of the study room opened, and Leng Jun, a man in brown black clothes, stood at the door and asked forcefully, "How long has the South Alley been closed?"

Fuyun was shocked, stood up straight and hurriedly replied: "Report to Master." He paused, carefully looked at the uncertain expression of the man at the door, and said tentatively, "It's been three days!"

"Boom!" Zhezimen closed again with force.

Ying Su sat in the armchair, clasped his hands together, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

It has been three days, is she still unwilling to come and beg him?

Outside the study room, a young servant came from the direction of the mansion door, hesitantly glanced at the closed door, and retreated to salute in front of Fuyun, saying: "Master Fu, the cousin of Mu's mansion and her boudoir friend said yes. Come to the house to enjoy the flowers!"

What?Is the little lunatic Su Wanwan here?

Fuyun was a little dumbfounded after hearing this, not to mention that Su Wanwan and her master's son are cousins ​​but not close, why did she suddenly come to the house to enjoy the flowers?Just talking about the fact that she, Su Wanwan has a boudoir friend, is no more terrifying than listening to strange night talks.

"Where did the house get the flowers? Our Highness has been in a bad mood for the past few days, so I found something to talk about!" Fu Yun was a little impatient, and waved his hand to let him deal with it himself.

The young servant's expression was a little confused: "The servant told them that there are no flowers in the house to reward, but another lady from the Lu family insisted that there are flowers, saying that we are so pregnant that we will not let them see."

Hearing this, Fuyun was not happy, and crossed her arms and said angrily, "Miss Lu? She thinks her face is as big as a basin, and she has some color. She plans to open a dyeing workshop?"
Before finishing the last two words, he asked in a daze, "The Lu family? The Lu family in Qingshui Lane?"

The boy was stunned by his question, scratched his head and said in a daze: "It should be, right?"

"Little bastard, why didn't you ask clearly?" Fuyun scolded anxiously, not caring about breaking up with him here, and hurriedly ran towards the gate of the mansion in three steps at a time.

If that lady from the Lu family really came, their Ninth Prince's Mansion wouldn't have to worry about being demolished.

"Master Fu, there are really no flowers to admire in our house?" The servant couldn't figure out what he meant, so he kindly yelled out a reminder.

Fuyun had already run a long way, and replied loudly while running: "Not now, but when the iron tree blooms!"

ah?The young servant looked puzzled and didn't understand the reason, so he stood where he was and racked his brains to think about the reason.

At the gate of the mansion, Su Wanwan and Lu Ziyu were stopped by guards.

"Look, I've already said that the Ninth Prince's Mansion will not be bought by anyone, so if you don't believe me, you have to come!" Su Wanwan complained a little, she was bumped all the way to the door and refused to let in.

Seeing that the guards at the gate didn't show any kindness, she even said that she belonged to the Mu family, yet she dared to stop her!

Su Wanwan waved her fist at one of the guards and gave a cold snort, then grabbed Lu Ziyu's wrist and turned to leave.

There seemed to be hurried steps coming on the ground, making a "thump, thump" sound.

There was a figure escaping from a distance, but he couldn't see who it was, but he could clearly hear what he said.

"Grandma, you're here!" Fuyun saw clearly that the door was the charming lady from Lu Guogong's mansion, and almost couldn't help but knelt down and kowtowed, her tone was crying, as if she wanted to let her decide for herself.

In his eyes, there is no difference between the Lu family's wife and the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves all living beings. Anyway, they can save people from water and fire.

Seeing that the guards still blocked the man from the gate of the mansion, Fuyun scolded angrily: "You people who have no eyesight, quickly invite someone in, if you hurt a hair of the lady of the Lu family, go find Commander Mo yourself Sin!"

Hearing Mo Ya's name, the guards panickedly put their weapons on the ground and stepped back a dozen steps, fearing that their body odor would be too strong and hurt the legendary lady of the Lu family.

Fuyun smiled flatteringly, welcomed the two into the mansion, and couldn't help but tell Lu Ziyu to follow her quickly.

With that anxious look, those who didn't know thought he was going to give birth to a baby!
Fuyun took Lu Ziyu away, leaving Su Wanwan alone in a daze.

Has she been forgotten?
The next person leaped from a castle in the air, wrapped in a black robe, unable to see clearly, standing calmly with his hands behind his back.

When Su Wanwan saw this person, her heart was overwhelmed and her hands were itchy.

Strong, strong!

It is several times stronger than the masters of martial arts she has ever seen.

Perhaps, this is that hidden guard!
Seeing him walking towards her slowly, Su Wanwan felt uneasy, and said with difficulty in a trembling voice: "Don't come here, I'm from the Mu family, don't throw me out, I will go by myself!"

Although she is afraid, she has a very high heart and will not bow her head easily.

Su Wanwan straightened her waist, touched the nine-section Langya whip on her waist, ready to go.

Mo Ya took out a wooden stool from behind, put it on the ground, and said in a hoarse voice, "Miss Su, sit down, I'm afraid there will be more time to wait!"

The figure flashed and disappeared.

"Tch! What kind of monster, what are you playing?" Su Wanwan was annoyed by his scare, she pouted and sat on the stool with a grin.

"If you're hungry, you can call me again, I'm always here!" The voice came from behind her, and her hairs exploded.

He turned his head to look, but found no one.

I didn't see the corner of the clothes!
But behind her, there is clearly a carved chicken wing wooden table, and there are teapots and cups on the table.

She swore she would never come to the Ninth Prince's Mansion again!
　Serve the meat tomorrow and rob your tickets

　　
　
(End of this chapter)