I Became The Mother Of Three Villains

Yu Zhi woke up in a fright.

He jumped down from the bed and made some noise. There was a soft female voice outside and asked, "is Master Yu awake?"

Yu Zhi recognized that it was Fuya's voice.

He hastened to answer: "wake up, wake up, the girl is coming in."

Fuya Yiyan opened the door and the sunlight slanted in. Yu Zhi then judged that he had been sleeping until the afternoon.

Fu Ya's face was as usual, smiling and asking, "is it OK for you to rest?"

The boy nodded.

He took a deep breath and asked, "girl Fuya This is not a guest room, is it? "

Fu Ya looked at Yu Zhi trembling, some speechless appearance, in the heart not from funny, only warm voice way: "here is the adult's bedroom."

The expression on Yu Zhi's face suddenly split: "how can I run to your adult's bedroom?"

Fuya laughed: "Master Yu forgot that you came out after taking a bath and went straight here. Before going to bed, I reminded you that this is an adult's bed..."

Yu Zhimo vaguely remembered that Fuya was saying something "adult" in his ear, but he was too sleepy at that time, and he thought that Xie Qian had told him something. It was the same thing to listen to when he woke up.

Did not think, Fu Ya is saying unexpectedly, he entered Xie Qian's bedroom?!

Yu Zhi felt his whole body's blood gushing to his face. Soon, the tips of his ears were red to drip blood.

Fu Ya was so funny in her heart that she subconsciously excused the frank and undisguised young man. She only comforted him in a warm voice: "don't worry, young master Yu. You don't mind. I also told you to take you to the front room for dinner when you wake up. "

Yu Zhi felt that he had lost all his face in Suzhou.

He couldn't speak for a long time, but he had to harden his head and say, "thank you, miss I, I'll come later... "

Fuya considerately gave Yu Zhi some time to be alone, only went out of the door and waited for him to finish cleaning up in the yard.

After Fu Ya left, Yu Zhi sat down on the bed, buried his face in the quilt, and yelled silently --

Why didn't he go out with his brain! This is Lord Xie's house!

He entered Xie's bedroom, but he dared to sleep in his bed!

The more he thought about it, the redder his face became. He just felt that he was going to explode, and he had an impulse to cry. He felt terrible when he lost face in front of Xie Qian.

Obviously, he just wanted to notice himself and appreciate his talent, but in the end he left such a bad impression on the other side

I don't know what Xie Qian will think of himself in the future?

Yu Zhi resisted the impulse to cry, while cleaning up himself, finally summoned up the courage, hung his head out of the door.

The sun is no longer like the summer afternoon, because there are many trees on Xie's house and there is a lake, the whole house is still more cool and quiet than other places.

Yu Zhicai stood by Fu Ya and heard a familiar voice not far away, and faintly sounded: "wake up? Have you had enough sleep? "

The young man suddenly looked up and saw Xie Qian in his usual clothes standing at the door of his study. He was still standing on the edge of the room, looking at him curiously.

Many thoughts flashed through Yu Zhi's mind. While answering, he was still staring at Xie Qian's clothes. He slept in Lord Xie's bedroom and did not know how he changed his clothes?

He heard his voice respectfully: "back to adults, students have a good rest."

Xie Qian couldn't help but chuckled, but the smile soon dissipated on his face.

The young man's face is red and red. He looks nervous and embarrassed. I think he has already known that he is sleeping in the wrong place

However, under such circumstances, he could still separate his mind and look at his clothes.

Xie Qian thought that Yu Zhi might be an interesting person he had rarely seen in recent years. It was like reading a book in his study. It was plain at first, but he could read it slowly and found the interesting part.

He whispered two orders to ah Zhi. The boy nodded and went out of the yard.

Xie Qian stepped on the setting sun and walked to Yu Zhi. He said faintly, "you call yourself a student, but you regard me as a teacher?"

Yu Zhi's face turned red again, and she said, "yes, yes. Mr. Xie has answered a lot of puzzles for the students on and off these days.... "

The man said, "well," and then he said, "well, you don't have to be so stiff."

Yu Zhi blinked and reflected for a moment before he realized that he had already regarded himself as a closer student and comforted Yu Zhi that he didn't have to worry too much about today's affairs.

There was a complex emotion in the young man's heart, and he didn't know whether it was joy or moving.

Yu Zhi took a deep breath and bowed his head to admit his mistake and said, "my Lord, I am really It's the students who are reckless and make trouble for adults. "Even if Xie Qian didn't care, he was still rude.

Xie Qian looked at the top of the young man's head and gave a faint "um" sound. He didn't say anything that didn't matter. He just said, "I heard that your words are good. If so, please copy the book of poetry for me again."

Yu Zhi was in a low mood, as if he had been blown by a gust of wind! Students must copy carefully and write every word to perfection

Looking at his bright eyes, Xie Qian couldn't help but chuckle.

Then Yu Zhicai really saw the smile on Xie Qian's face, as if the fireflies he had seen in his childhood were flying in the grass and trees, but they were fleeting.

A Zhi quickly ran back and called out to Xie Qian, "Grandpa Xie, the watermelon that has been surging from the well has been cut. Can I have a piece of it?"

The boy rushed out again, raising his hand.

The man looked at the remaining branches and said in a low voice: "go, you haven't eaten for a day. You should go and eat something."

Yu Zhi was a little elated for a moment, leaving behind a series of complicated emotions just now, and walked out of the yard behind Xie Qian.

Xie Qian came to the dining room with Yu Zhi in person. There were three small dishes and a bowl of rice on the table.

Yu Zhi noticed that the cooking was in line with Suzhou's custom.

The man said two words to Yu Zhi, then went to one side, watching a Zhi eat watermelon, leaving Fu Ya to serve Yu Zhi.

As a child, he was used to being surrounded by servants, so he didn't feel that Fuya had any formality on one side. While eating, he could also say two words with Fu Ya.

The latter saw that he soon recovered his spirit, and could not help laughing in his heart, and said, "can this food still suit the taste of Mr. Yu?"

Yu Zhi nodded: "girl, it's very delicious."

Fu Ya pursed her lips and said with a smile, "it was the young master ah Zhi who specially ordered the kitchen. He said that Mr. Yu was from Suzhou and had better steam rice to eat."

Yu Zhi bent his eyebrows and eyes, and he was really hungry. He felt that every part of the meal was satisfactory.

When he had finished eating, the boy suddenly remembered the poetry anthology that Xie Qian had asked him to copy. He asked Fu Ya casually: "did you ever hear of the Qianyao hermit?"

Fu Ya was stunned and nodded: "of course I have. Her only sister's single name is Yao, which is the name she used to write poems

The chopsticks in Yu Zhi's hand can't help but hit the porcelain bowl and make a crisp sound.

Isn't Xie's family gone? So, Xie Yao is dead

It's no wonder that when Xie Qian saw the yellow and moldy old book this morning, his eyes flashed with such inexplicable emotions.

Yu Zhi picks up the rice in his mouth again. I don't know why it's blocked