Chapter 13 Lord, I'm Too Scared
The people around who had followed the Fourth Master were stunned for a moment and immediately turned their heads away.
They even smiled at each other, as if they were in tacit understanding.
Su Peisheng, who had just caught up with them after running out of breath, happened to see the two people hugging each other, and his face became strange.
On the way here, he thought that his master must be going to beat the girl who warmed the wine.
But why hit her?
He couldn't figure it out at first, but seeing the two of them being so affectionate, Su Peisheng suddenly got it!
I think the sleeping arrangement was very harmonious yesterday, but it was too harmonious and hurt the master's health.
The master must have felt humiliated this morning.
Later, they heard many heartfelt words from the wine-warming girl.
The master was obviously very moved, but he still left in the end. The reason must be that the wine-warming girl did not let the master stay overnight!
So, the master felt embarrassed and came over aggressively to scare the girl.
When he got there, people comforted him and he was fine again.
Su Peisheng thought to himself that there were not many girls that his master cared about. Although Miss Wenjiu kept saying that she would not live long,
But in Su Peisheng's opinion, this lively appearance might have been delayed by a quack doctor.
After figuring out the key, Su Peisheng became anxious. If he did something wrong today and his master was unhappy, he didn't know how he would punish him.
At this moment, he wanted to hold her ear while she was drinking warm wine and tell her to hurry up and invite her master to stay overnight.
The Fourth Master had a blank expression on his face at this moment. He didn't offer her the warm wine, nor did he push her away. He just squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully.
She lay on my chest with a faint smile on her lips, looking very satisfied.
satisfy?
The Fourth Master's expression grew increasingly unsightly.
Did he come here to satisfy her? He was beaten by this little thing, but he still wanted to satisfy her?
Is he a masochist?
Looking down at Wenjiu's face, the Fourth Master narrowed his eyes and hesitated, wondering whether he should give her a hard time.
Wen Jiu noticed that the eyes staring at him were getting more and more unfriendly. He could no longer play dead. He pursed his lips and looked at the Fourth Master eagerly: "Master, Jiu'er is sorry for you."
The Fourth Master's dark phoenix eyes were deep and unfathomable: "Hmm?"
Wenjiu sniffed and said softly, "When Jiu'er stepped on the cold snow, he felt the chill. Then he remembered the cold water he used to clean his face. Jiu'er felt ashamed..."
After hearing this, the Fourth Master glanced at her evilly. Seeing that she really was not wearing shoes and her socks were soaked, he snorted softly and said nothing.
Wenjiu breathed a sigh of relief.
You guessed it right, this petty-minded man really felt that he had suffered a loss after returning home, so he came back to seek revenge!
The Fourth Master frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly turned his head and asked, "If I hit her on the head with a vase, will it kill her?" The little thing looked quite pale and did not seem to be in good health.
Warming wine: “!!!”
What does he want to do?
Su Peisheng was also anxious, and he wanted to pull Wenjiu's ear to remind her to let the master rest here.
The doctor of Liu Mansion behind him was also shocked. His face turned pale and he said tremblingly: "If you knock on the door, there is an 80% chance that the person will die..." Miss Wen has offended the master.
Wenjiu: "..." Thank you, Doctor Liu, for saving my life. I'll treat you to a chicken leg later.
The Fourth Master frowned and looked at the warm wine carefully: "Then, if we pour cold water on her head, will she die?"
Wenjiu: “…” I *&*#%!!!
"Master, there's no need for you, I can do it myself." Wenjiu plunged into the snow pile.
The snow was so thick that it was above the knees. Wenjiu was completely buried in the snow and it took a lot of effort to get up.
His head and body were covered with snow, and he looked extremely miserable.
The Fourth Master watched with great interest, his arms folded, and his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.
Wen Jiu clearly noticed the man's gloating look and took a deep breath.
Then, she pursed her lips and threw herself into the Fourth Master's arms.
"Master, I really know I was wrong. Can you please forgive Jiu'er? It's really cold!"
The snot mixed with the snow rubbed against him and he wiped it twice.
Looking at the slightly twitching corners of the Fourth Master's mouth, Wenjiu felt that it was not so cold anymore.
Before someone got angry, she immediately stepped away and said pitifully: "Master, I was so scared that I accidentally stained your clothes... Jiuer will help you fix it..."
This time I really didn't dare to do anything and helped to deal with it very carefully.
Now I have figured out some rules, it seems that this Fourth Master wants to comb the hair along the way.
In fact, Wenjiu would not be too worried if he used someone else's identity, because this person is not a murderer.
However, the original owner drugged him and made him climb onto the bed, then knocked him unconscious, and then seemed to have poured a basin of water on him, kicked him, and hit him...
With all the things adding up, Wenjiu felt under a lot of pressure again.
How come the ancient times are more stressful than working?
After taking a look at his new boss, Wenjiu felt like crying again.
She had wronged her previous boss, who was just exploiting people's labor. Now this young new boss was really terrible!
"No need for you, come inside."
The Fourth Master pushed away the warm wine and walked into the house with a cold face.
The snow was so cold that he felt really cold.
Wenjiu, who was behind him, was pushed back several steps by him and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Su Peisheng helped him.
After Wenjiu stood firm, he couldn't help but gesture at his back with the "Return Your Pretty Fist!"
After calming down with his hands on his hips, he found that the followers brought by the Fourth Master were all staring at him blankly.
Wen Jiu glared at him: "What are you looking at? This is a boudoir love affair, do you understand?"
The new boss is definitely a straight man of steel.
The original owner lost several lives but couldn't escape death, and Shu Qing couldn't get his love even after becoming the queen mother.
Let yourself climb into his bed?
It’s better to die.
"A-choo!"
The warm wine made him shiver, and his feet felt cold as he stepped on the snow. He immediately ran into the house.
"Ahem! The master is busy, you guys go and keep watch outside!"
Su Peisheng gave instructions to the guards in front of him.
The guards looked at each other, turned away in embarrassment, and almost fled out of the yard.
Su Peisheng rolled his eyes. Wenjiu was his godsister and the master's woman. How could these toads look at her?
But then again, when I worked with Wen Jiu before, I didn’t think she was that pretty.
Although her appearance is outstanding among the palace maids, I always feel that there is still some gap between her and the empresses.
Now it seems that she is even better than the extremely beautiful Concubine Li.
Yes, with this appearance, she is destined to be favored.
After watching the warm wine enter the house, Su Peisheng nudged the stunned Liu Mansion Doctor with his elbow and couldn't help but wonder: "Doctor Liu, is there really such fun in the boudoir?"
Doctor Liu's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death. He stroked his beard tremblingly and said, "Maybe... maybe... maybe... yes?"
Su Peisheng: "I'm not a man, don't lie to me."
Liu Mansion Doctor: “…”
Now that he was nearly sixty, he had never heard of such joy, and he suspected he had been deceived...
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