Chapter 382 Let you down and cause trouble to me?
Zhang Xian, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, who had been waiting behind him, was so shocked by the scene that his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
What did he just see?
The Fourth Master's personal eunuch, the extremely shrewd Eunuch Su, actually ran up to him and bowed to serve as a footstool for the concubine Wen.
When women boarded the carriage, they would always have a young eunuch as a footstool. Most of these eunuchs were menial servants.
Even Eunuch Su, a seventh-rank official at the Prime Minister's door, was not someone he could easily offend. Yet, who would have thought he would just walk over and be used as a stepping stone? And yet, Eunuch Su still had a cheerful smile on his face.
That’s not all. What’s even more surprising is that the Fourth Master actually despised his eunuch and kicked him aside.
Then, the Fourth Master carried the person into the carriage...
Today, I really opened my eyes.
Su Peisheng was kicked aside, and at this moment he had no time to put away the smile on his face.
Although the Fourth Master didn't use much force, he still kicked him and made him stagger. Turning around, he saw the Fourth Master personally carrying the man onto the carriage.
Su Peisheng slapped himself silently.
Alright! I told you not to show off your affection for no reason!
He originally thought that since the girl was pregnant and the carriage was high, he should go and help by acting as a stepping stone.
He was the Fourth Master's personal eunuch, after all. Even when the Lady got off the carriage, it wasn't his turn to step on her. He had come here because he was close to her and felt sorry for her. Who knew he would be disdained by his own master?
Okay, he admitted that he was a little sad.
"Thank you, father-in-law."
At this moment, the curtain of the carriage was suddenly lifted, revealing Wenjiu's pretty little face.
Wen Jiu took an oil-paper bag from the carriage window and gave it to Su Peisheng, winking at him. "Eunuch, you haven't eaten yet, right? Go and fill your stomach."
When she was about to say something, the curtain was forcefully closed by the Fourth Master.
"It's cold, don't look outside."
Su Peisheng took the food in a daze, and when he looked up, he could no longer see the man warming the wine. So, he patted his butt and jumped directly into the carriage.
Inside the oil paper package was a fried chicken leg, which was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was so delicious that I immediately forgot what had just happened.
"The girl is partial. Why does she only give delicious food to Old Su?" The man behind him swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the oil-paper bag in Su Peisheng's hand.
Bu Yan said slowly: "Why, you want to be kicked in the ass too?"
"If a kick can be exchanged for delicious food, I would be willing to do it too!" he said silently.
Bu Yan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Look at what you have accomplished."
Buyu was very dissatisfied after hearing this: "Brother, have you ever calculated it? We accompany the master to practice boxing, and we don't know how many times we will be beaten. It's not as good as Lao Su. He gets several chicken legs for just one kick! Think about it, don't you envy him?"
Without saying a word: "..."
I felt a little sympathetic towards Lao Su just now, but why do I feel even more pitiful now?
Su Peisheng in front looked over without saying a word, and immediately smiled with his teeth bared: "Mm, it smells really good."
Without saying a word: "..."
Buyu swallowed his saliva, clenched his fist and said, "Brother, next time we get beaten, we should try to choose a time when the girl is around."
Bu Yan thought about it for a while and nodded, thinking that it was not impossible.
Zhang Xian: “…” He heard something extraordinary.
"Jiu'er, put on this cloak. You will feel more comfortable and warm leaning on my arms." In the carriage, the Fourth Master wrapped her tightly with a cloak with a plush collar, and put his arms around her.
The warm wine that had been covered with sweat: "..."
"Master, when you say this, have you ever considered the mood of the sun outside?"
The Fourth Master frowned upon hearing her baffling words. "Hmm? The Sun's mood? Who is the Sun?"
Wen Jiu silently stretched out his little finger and lifted a corner of the curtain. The dazzling sunlight immediately shone in. Wen Jiu pointed outside and said, "Here, the coat is very warm."
The Fourth Master frowned and said, "Outside is outside, inside is inside, just wear it."
Warming the wine: "...It's hotter in the carriage than outside..."
Hearing this, the Fourth Master was stunned for a moment, but then he understood the meaning of warming the wine.
He immediately tutted his words and poked Wenjiu's head: "You, I don't know who you learned these weird words from."
"Self-taught." Wenjiu couldn't resist, so he simply found a comfortable position, leaned on him and closed his eyes to rest.
"Oh, you're fooling me again. How many things have you, little liar, deceived me?"
As the Fourth Master spoke, he pinched the flesh on Wenjiu's cheek with some force.
"Ahhh, it hurts!" Wenjiu immediately begged for mercy and slapped Fourth Master's hand away.
Seeing that the Fourth Master's eyes were fixed on her, Wen Jiu threw herself into his arms and said in a muffled voice, "I didn't lie to you, Master."
[Master, you're just kidding, right?]
This guy Xiao Jin came out to make trouble again, so Wenjiu threw him back into the space.
Then she nuzzled into the Fourth Master's arms again and said, "Even if I lied to you, it was all for your own good."
Wen Jiu was just being naughty. She knew what the Fourth Master wanted to ask. This matter had to be kept to herself, not a single word could be mentioned.
After he said that, there was no response from the Fourth Master for a long time. Wen Jiu secretly looked up at the Fourth Master, but saw that the Fourth Master's face looked extremely ugly.
"Warm the wine! Take your claws away from me!" The Fourth Master gritted his teeth viciously, his fists creaking.
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he realized that one of his hands was around the Fourth Master's neck, and the other hand had reached into his clothes on his chest without him knowing when, as if it had touched something...
She was startled and immediately loosened her hands, falling from the Fourth Master's chest onto his thighs.
"Hiss~"
The Fourth Master was suddenly struck hard, gasping in pain. "Warm! Wine!"
Wenjiu blinked blankly. Why was he angry?
He immediately said with a smile: "Um, Master, did Doctor Liu just tell you that you can't get angry with pregnant women..."
As he spoke, he tried to get up from him, but his elbow hit something and he heard the Fourth Master groan again.
Warming the wine: "..."
Uh...I'm in trouble.
…
The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of Dali Temple.
The Fourth Master, dressed in black, descended from the carriage, holding a woman wrapped in a black cloak. Both of them had stern, murderous expressions, which, combined with their stunning looks, made it difficult for anyone to look directly at them.
Wen Jiu, one of the parties involved, didn't dare to move at all.
Seeing the Fourth Master wanting to carry her into the Dali Temple, Wen Jiu was startled and swallowed hard: "Master, you have worked so hard, are you tired?"
The Fourth Master ignored her completely.
Wen Jiu continued to smile: "Well, Master, how about you put me down?"
"Oh," the Fourth Master suddenly sneered, "Let you go and continue to cause trouble for me?"
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