The man ran back and forth hurriedly, breathing rapidly, and handed the clothes in both hands to Qin Ye.

Qin Ye had just arrived and before he could say a word, he had already brought clean clothes.

It feels good to be cared for.

"Jing Yi, thank you." She took it with both hands.

Looking at the woman's sincere smile, her eyes sparkling and very pretty, he lowered his head in panic after just one glance, feeling a little embarrassed:

"Miss, you are too kind. This is all due. If we have to thank you, we should thank you for giving us a place to stay."

Qin Ye smiled and went to the backyard to change clothes.

Change and come out.

After asking about everyone's recent situation, everything was going on in an orderly manner. She suddenly remembered the exceptionally quiet girl recommended by Zong Zhengchen among the candidates for the prince's concubine.

Somehow, I just keep thinking about it.

She thought for a moment and said, "Jing Yi, help me find someone."

.

Chen Palace.

Because of the imperial stick, he now dared not even climb into Qin Ye's bed. He was very dissatisfied, and since communication was poor, he assigned Ling Qianyi, while he waited for news in the mansion.

Ling Qianyi came back when he was halfway through handling his official business.

"uncle!"

"uncle--"

The footsteps came from far away.

The boy broke into the room, running out of breath.

Behind the table, Zong Zhengchen closed the letter in his hand and looked at him with interest, "Do you want candy or bamboo shoots?"

juvenile:"……"

Sugar is the reward.

The bamboo shoots were beaten.

He served his uncle wholeheartedly, worried about everything, and even fell into the lake and froze like a dog. Was it easy for him?

Ling Qianyi shrank his neck and stood at the door, his hands timidly grasping his sleeves, suddenly not daring to go in:

"Uncle... Qin Ye is too vigilant, I can't get it..."

The man narrowed his eyes and changed his expression.

Ling Qianyi immediately added: "Although I didn't steal the stick, I told her that you had to make clothes for her yourself, and she was so happy that she even bought you a gift!"

"oh?"

The man's frown relaxed and slightly raised his brows.

Qin Ye bought him a gift?

This is the first time since we got married.

The young man carefully observed the man's expression. Seeing that the man had no intention of getting angry, his anxious heart gradually calmed down and his courage grew:

"Uncle, should I be rewarded?"

As soon as the voice fell, the man looked at him coldly:

"Ling Qianyi, you want me to use my sword-wielding hand to pick up an embroidery needle, and you still have the nerve to ask for a reward? I think you are just asking for trouble!"

He stood up, leaning on the table, and rolled up his sleeves slowly:

"Come here, let your uncle loosen your skin for you."

“…Uncle, you are unreasonable!!”

The boy was so scared that he ran away, cursing as he ran.

Zong Zhengchen sat back leisurely, feeling more cheerful than ever before. He picked up the memorial but could not read a single word. He was thinking:

This was the first time Qin Ye bought him a gift.

What could it be?

Why hasn’t Qin Ye come back yet? He can’t wait any longer.

Why haven’t you replied yet?

Could it have fallen along the way?

What time is it now?

Why are you walking so slowly?

The man's cold and handsome face was tense, as if he was reading the memorial very seriously, but his heart was surging with emotions, and he felt as if the chair was pierced by needles, and he could not sit still for a moment.

"Cold wind!"

When the words fell, no one came.

Zong Zhengchen frowned and walked out of the study, only to see Han Feng standing slanting against the wall, holding a book in his hand, reading intently.

"Cold wind!"

"Ah?!" Han Feng suddenly came back to his senses. Seeing the man approaching, he quickly hid the book in his hand and knelt on one knee to apologize, "Master, I'm sorry. I failed in my duty. Please punish me!"

The man's sword-like brows tightened three points.

Han Feng has been with him for so long, he is calm and efficient, and has never made such a small mistake.

"What are you reading?"

Han Feng was startled, and lowered his head seven points, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible:

"Just take a look..."

The man raised his hand.

The cold wind made my scalp numb. There was no way out, so I had to bite the bullet, slowly take out the book from my sleeve, and hand it over with both hands.

Zong Zhengchen picked it up and took a look.

Title: What's really going on in a woman's mind

he:"……"

Han Feng wanted to cry but had no tears: "..."

Zong Zhengchen frowned, "Do you have a girl you like?"

Han Feng lowered his head, "No...no..."

"Since you don't have a girl you like, why are you still studying this kind of thing? You have followed me for so many years, and this is how I taught you?" Zong Zhengchen raised the book in his hand and scolded coldly.

"You are so completely absorbed in watching me. What? Are you going to work as a matchmaker in a brothel?"

"When you are in danger and need to solve a case, you use this kind of book to solve the problem? Han Feng, you have disappointed this king so much!"

He shouted several times, cursing until Han Feng kowtowed:

"Master, please forgive me. I know I am wrong. I will accept the punishment now!"

After saying this, he stepped back and went to Xingtang to accept his punishment.

But he didn't notice that just as he left, the next second, Zong Zhengchen immediately opened the book and read it carefully...