Chapter 543

In the afternoon, when Hongli returned to the courtyard, Lily of the Valley and Pearl didn't dare to go forward again, so the tortoise went straight to serve the sour plum soup.

Gao Wuyong glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself: wood.

"Master, master is still awake." Tortoiseshell said quickly.

Hongli nodded, and went directly into the inner bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, the curtains on the bed were scattered on the carpet. In the dimness, he could see the delicate figure sleeping soundly on the bed. She hadn't slept last night, so it was hard for her.

"Jiaojiao, get up for lunch." He lifted the curtain of the bed, directly hugged her into his arms, and swayed from side to side.

She opened her eyes halfway, and Hongli's smile came into view.

"Master..." She was half asleep and half awake, and her voice couldn't help but become sweeter.

He lifted her sleeping face and placed a kiss on her pink lips.

"Get up, or else, the master will start." Hongli threatened in her ear.

As soon as the words fell, Zarafin woke up in an instant, pulled up the silk cotton with his small hands, covering the lower part of his face, staring at him with wide-eyed almond eyes.

"Master, you can't stay on the bed during the day." Zarafin said in embarrassment.

Her little face was pink and tender, and a vague voice came from under the quilt.

"Okay, get up quickly, it's time to have lunch." Hongli patted her little butt through the quilt, and left with a smile.

Zarafin is embarrassing, fourth master's fun is not flattering.

"Master, Liu Gege is here again, and was sent away by Bayan directly." Ling Lan said in a low voice while helping Zarafin clean up.

She concentrated on looking at the hairstyles in the packing box, as if she was choosing the hairstyles to bring today.

Inside the bronze mirror, Zarafin looked at the rolled-up little swallowtail head, flicked it with a cloisonne gold hairpin, and directly took a hibiscus flower gold hairpin made of pink gemstones, pearls and other precious stones.

The middle of this hibiscus flower is made of a big white pearl on the thumbnail, surrounded by pink gemstones of various sizes and thin gold thread, little by little to form a hibiscus flower, the gold thread is made of a whole If you are a little careless, the entire golden hairpin will be ruined directly.

"Yesterday, you didn't have a good rest. Today, let the tortoise shell take care of you, so you two can have a good rest." Zarafin glanced at Lily of the Land, the dark circles under her eyes were getting heavier, as one can imagine, Pearl was not much better. "Grandpa, have you been punished?"

Zarafin remembered that he didn't tell Hongli about staying up late last night, so Lily of the Valley and Pearl must have been blamed.

At this moment, Ling Lan smiled helplessly: "Master, this time's punishment is also good, slaves and pearls can go to the Great Mother's subordinates to practice for a while."

This morning, Lily of the Valley and Pearl thought about it in the room, for fear that they would be transferred away from the master's side.

Zarafin was speechless, they even thought it was a good thing to be punished.

"It's the slaves who made a mistake. They couldn't guarantee their safety outside, and they made you go to the study alone at night." Ling Lan said cautiously.

In the Qing Dynasty, the master was absolutely right, and the servants must admit their mistakes in advance.

"Forget it, I won't do it next time. Liu Gege came over and said why." Zarafin asked.

He opened the makeup drawer, took a small magnetic box from it, pressed it with his right hand, rubbed a little jasmine balm on it, and rubbed it behind the ear.

This is a unique aromatherapy in China, and he doesn't like the strong smell.

She changed into a pink-blue uniform and walked directly to the study room.

"Have you picked out the clothes, sir?" Zarafin had a flattering smile on his face.

"Well, it's the set of swastikas wrapped around the edges, is there enough time?" Hongli didn't want Zarafin to damage his eyes.

Many female relatives are asking the slaves to embroider, so that they only need to do it in the sewing place.

"It should be in time!" Zarafin wrinkled his face.

"Forget it, let the people below do the embroidery. Lily of the Valley and Pearl will stop serving these few days and let them embroider." Hongli directly regarded this task as a punishment.

Lily of the Land and Pearl heard it at the door, not only their whole body went limp, but their master's embroidery skills are now amazing, which is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Fourth Master meant that the embroidery work this time was part of the punishment, and they might not be able to do it so well.

"Master, I'd better come in person." Zarafin is definitely a bit obsessive-compulsive, and he must be very pleasing to the eye when he sees what he makes.

Hongli frowned, and Zarafin murmured that it was not good, she was too relaxed, and said what was in her heart, and she hurriedly thought about when to say it.

"I just want to make everything that Grandpa wears by myself." Zarafin rolled up a small handkerchief and said beside him.

He was satisfied with her small actions, but his face was still tense, and he had no intention of letting Zarafin go.

"You, every time I say it is for your own good." Hongli said to Zarafin seriously with a straight face.

She had never been said so seriously before, not only was her face rosy, but her almond eyes were also moist.

He quickly hugged her tightly in his arms and comforted the little person in his arms.

She was lying on his shoulders, her almond eyes were bent. Sure enough, he also has weaknesses, and he likes female relatives and their coquettish styles.

"Master, there are still slaves outside." Zarafin complained.

The courtyard is not soundproof, so it is easy to be heard by the waiters outside.

Hongli laughed unkindly, is she worried about this?

"Forget it, next time I won't talk about you outside, okay, put away your tears, others will think how wronged you are by me." Hongli said hastily.

Zarafin wrapped his arms around his neck and nodded on his shoulder.

Hongli sighed, what if such a delicate baby was only given to someone else.

That's it!

He should pay more attention to it. She doesn't like to meddle in things, so she just pampers her life all the time.

"Don't tire yourself out. Leave the embroidery work to the people below, and you can't do it alone." Hongli knew that other people's uniforms should be done by the people below, and it is considered good if the women's family can give a design pattern .

Zarafin in front of him put him first.

Zarafin didn't know that her actions would cause him to misunderstand.

"Okay!" Zarafin put on his small handkerchief, wiped the corners of his eyes, and said with a small mouth.

Every time she did something similar, Hongli felt that the little girl was acting like a baby.

He put her on the soft bed beside him, and pinched her little face to make her calm down.

"In a while, after lunch, go to have a rest, you know? Don't get tired." It was difficult for Hongli to look at her every day, so he could only rely on the servants to take care of her.

Zarafin doesn't seem to care much about his servants, but in fact, Ling Lan and the others are also very afraid of Zarafin.

When he discovered this problem, he was also very puzzled.
"Grandpa, do you want to take a lunch break later?" Zarafin lowered his head and fiddled with the purse on his waist, which was given to him during the Ghost Festival. On the second day, they set foot on the road of Qiu Mi.

"Well, let's go to the ring in the late afternoon." Hongli also nodded. He had to sit on a chair all morning, and his body was a little stiff.

Zarafin calculated the time and went to the arena at about one o'clock. Even with the awning, it was extremely hot. He was thinking about what to get Lily of the Valley to bring for afternoon tea.

(End of this chapter)

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