After I was reborn, I became Mrs. Chief Assistant

Chapter 4 Xie Jie
"Young master?" Yun Zhuo subconsciously called him, and seeing that the man really stopped, she turned to Hongxiu and said, "Just wait here for me for a while, I will come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, she held an umbrella and left the Lanyue Pavilion.When she got close, she could see clearly what the man looked like:
Her black hair was tied with a snow-green silk ribbon, hanging down loosely, her brows were as clear and handsome as if they were written in a spring breeze, but they also carried a sense of alienation and coldness that strangers should not get close to, and her lips were as red as cinnabar.In him, the elegance of the aristocratic family for hundreds of years is perfectly integrated with the majesty that a powerful minister should have.Just standing there, he carried the nobleness and coldness of Fengqingyuebai.

She knew him, Xie Jie, the chief assistant of the dynasty.

Xie is the Xie of the Xie family in Chenjun, the most noble surname in the world.

More importantly, he was the person Pei Yan always wanted but failed to win over, and it was also he who made Pei Yan miss the crown prince several times.

Yun Zhuo's heart suddenly beat violently. She had never had such a clear understanding like now - if she wanted to ruin Pei Yan's future, the person in front of her was her best choice.Although she was trapped in the back house in her previous life, she always paid attention to the political affairs of the court. Now she is reborn at the age of 13, she has the vision of a prophet; what's more, she is not an ordinary boudoir girl. , and also taught her the art of war, and cooperating with her is not a loss-making business for Xie Jie!

However, there is no rush.She calmed down, and heard Xie Jieqing's lingling voice: "What is the girl calling for?"

Yun Zhuo Fu made a salute, and when he bowed his head, his black hair fell on his lapel, revealing a piece of porcelain-white back of his neck.

She got up and handed him the umbrella in her hand: "It's snowing, young master's clothes are thin, why don't you go back with an umbrella."

Xie Jie looked at her, but didn't move.

He is a person who is used to being cautious. Although he knew that nothing would happen in Yunhuan's residence at this time, he still couldn't let go of his guard when facing such a little girl.Seeing that she didn't seem to want to take back her hand, he smiled slightly and politely declined: "Give me the umbrella, where is the girl?"

Yun Zhuo stuffed the umbrella into his arms without any explanation, then flipped his hands and pulled up the cap on the cloak, covering his head.The hat was a little too big, and it covered half of her face. She raised her small face, looked at Xie Jie and said with a smile, "I have a hat!"

Xie Jie rubbed the handle of the umbrella which was still warm, looking at her chubby little face, suddenly felt that his defensiveness was a little funny.He nodded slightly, and said: "In that case, I would like to thank the girl."

Yun Zhuo waved her hand: "It's a trivial matter, I can't thank you." She squinted her eyes again, tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Besides, you are so good-looking, it's just an umbrella, it's okay to give it to you."

She spoke frankly, and it was not the first time Xie Jie had heard such words. When he was young, he was walking on the street, and some bold women even threw sachets and handkerchiefs into his arms, so after listening to her words at this time, he It's just her habit of treating her like a little girl, and she doesn't take it to heart.

He ignored her words, held an umbrella, cupped his hands again, and turned to leave.

Seeing him go, Hongxiu ran out of the pavilion in a hurry, panting and asked Yunzhuo: "Miss, you gave him the umbrella, what do you do then?"

"It's a few steps, it's not a problem." Yun Zhuo waved his hand.

In the end, Hongxiu was still worried, and asked her to sit in the pavilion for a while, then went to find an umbrella nearby, and then helped her back to the yard. As soon as she sat down, Hongxiu went to the kitchen to simmer on the stove before going out. The ginseng tea was brought, let her drink it to warm her body.

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A few days passed, and Yun Zhuo's body got better. She sat under the window, resting her chin on her hand, looking at the plum tree outside the window.It has been snowing for the past few days, and after a long time, even the tops of the plum tree branches are piled up thickly. Seeing that it is rare to see a clear day today, the snow on the treetops has turned into water and dripped down.

Hongxiu entered the room with a black lacquer tray in her hand, saw her sitting under the window, knew that she had been holding back for a long time, so she went up to her and said: "The servant girl of the Gu family came to ask how you are, and said that the family can handle it. I'm a new cook who can make the popular cakes in the south. Miss Gu invited a few girls she knows to eat cakes at the mansion. You have been raised in the mansion for a long time. If you can enjoy the wind, you might as well go over with them say something."

Yun Zhuo turned his head sideways: "Gu Mansion?"

Isn't it the Minister of Rites, Mr. Gu's house?Then Lu Qingzhu must be there too.

She got up and patted the crumbs on her hands that she hadn't had time to wipe off after eating the pastry, and said, "That's fine, I just want to ask Ah Qi how to embroider that plum blossom picture."

Thinking of Gu Qiru, her eyes darkened.

In her previous life, she and Gu Qiru were close friends.But after she married Pei Yan, she had less contact with her.Because Pei Yan said that she is now Princess Duan, and Gu Qiru is also married to Yan Yun, the commander of Jin Yiwei, so it is really not suitable for a close friendship.

But later she was embarrassed by the Ning family in the mansion, but it was Gu Qiru who stood up for her.Of course she knew that as long as she bowed her head, they could restore the old relationship.It's just that at that time, she had already overcome Pei Yan's wolfish ambition to seek imperial power, so how dare she drag Gu Qiru into the quagmire of Prince Duan's Mansion.

Ah Qi in her previous life, if she knew she was dead, she must be very sad.

After hearing this, Hongxiu opened the sandalwood box on the tray, and said to her: "Since the girl is going out, she can wear this pair of bright moon pendants. The master just ordered someone to send them over."

Yun Zhuo said "hmm": "Then I will listen to you, you have always had a good eye." Saying this, her mind turned to another place.

In all fairness, although Yun Huan didn't treat her very kindly, and even ignored her until she was 12 years old, he couldn't be considered a good father.But everything he did for her afterwards was painstaking.He concealed her background for her, so that no one in the capital would dare to criticize her background; he also invited famous teachers for her, making her a real lady of the family; fine.

Although his purpose was only to exchange her marriage for a brighter future for the Yun family.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhuo had a headache.It was because of this incident in her previous life that she couldn't wait to plan everything to marry Pei Yan, and now it is naturally impossible to sacrifice her marriage for the Yun family.But she really should repay Yunhuan.

Hong Xiu didn't know what was going on in her heart, so she carefully tied the bun for her, then painted her eyebrows, and finally asked, "Which dress do you want to change, Miss?"

Yun Zhuo wiped the lip balm and said, "The red one is fine."

As she said that, she thought of Xie Jie again, that cold and dignified young man of aristocratic family, when others wore white clothes, he looked indifferent, but in his place, he would only make people feel lonely, elegant and pure, a gentleman with a clean heart.However, the world may not know it, but she knows that he is not a gentleman.He has the most ruthless means and the coldest heart in this capital.

But that's okay, who in a high position can clean their hands?A clean person cannot hold power and can only be slaughtered by others.

(End of this chapter)