Chapter 45 What’s so special about buttons?
Wenjiu stared at the Fourth Master with her clear eyes, then suddenly lowered her head guiltily, her hands clasped together in a knotted knot: "I'm... I'm moved."
[Ahhh! Master, what are you talking about! The Fourth Master has a black heart on his head again. Hurry, tell him you're not moved, tell him you love him!]
Wen Jiu's mind was filled with Xiao Jin's thunderous cry, but he still looked guilty and didn't dare to look at the Fourth Master.
The next second, her chin was held tightly by the Fourth Master.
"Okay, very good." The Fourth Master lowered his head to look at her carefully. "Do you want me to call the Fourteenth Master back and let you go back with him as his wife?"
Wenjiu looked at the Fourth Master in astonishment, tears unexpectedly sliding down her cheeks.
The Fourth Master was stunned, as if burned by the tears, and abruptly withdrew his hand.
His brows were twisted into several knots: "Why are you crying?"
She bit her lip, her face full of accusations, and said fiercely, "Why would I scare people again?"
The Fourth Master was startled, and before he could come to his senses, he heard Wen Jiu say, "What woman wouldn't be tempted by the position of Consort? It's like asking a soldier if he wants to be a general.
If Jiu'er says he's not tempted, then he's really lying to me."
The Fourth Master came back to his senses, his narrow eyes narrowed again: "You still despise the position of a concubine."
The Fourth Master's tone softened after all.
Her face looked so pitiful after crying.
The Fourth Master thought that as long as she comforted him, the matter would be over.
Unexpectedly, this little girl was completely unaware of herself and glared at him fiercely.
There was a look of reproach in it, as if he had done something wrong, and the Fourth Master was stunned.
"What nonsense are you talking about?
Jiu'er was willing to be a maid in front of you before, so how could she look down on the position of your concubine?
If I could stay by my side, I wouldn't accept being your wife, let alone your queen!"
"How dare you!" The Fourth Master frowned, "You're talking nonsense! I don't want your head anymore!"
"Jiu'er knows he was wrong." Wenjiu shrank his neck and said, "I won't dare to say such nonsense again."
She sniffed again and pulled the Fourth Master's little finger: "Master, then, is it true that Jiu'er was given the status of a concubine?"
The Fourth Master was stared at by her eyes still filled with tears, and felt an inexplicable headache: "When did I say I would not give you an identity?"
Although she had made many mistakes before, as long as she served him, Yinzhen would not be unable to support his own woman.
Wen Jiu, however, folded her hands and said, "But, other people's concubines have servants to use, and they are rewarded after sleeping with them..."
After hearing this, the Fourth Master felt that it was quite familiar.
Women, when asking for rewards, always say the same thing, nothing new.
He immediately leaned back in his chair, picked up the teacup and gently lifted it, "How did you get into the bed with me? Don't you know? And you still want a reward?"
Wen Jiu trotted over to the Fourth Master and gave him a back massage: "Master, Jiu'er just rejected a huge temptation. Shouldn't you give me a reward?"
[Master, goodbye, let's quit while we're ahead!] Finally, a red heart appeared on the Fourth Master's head. Before Xiao Jin could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the Master asking for a reward, and he was so scared that he almost lost his soul.
Sure enough, with just one sentence, the love on the Fourth Master's head disappeared.
The Fourth Master put down his teacup calmly and asked, "What reward do you want?"
After hearing this, Wenjiu suddenly burst into laughter, wiped his tears, and carefully pointed at the Fourth Master's heart: "Master, can you give your second button to Jiuer?"
"Um?"
The Fourth Master subconsciously lowered his head and looked at himself.
What he wore today was just an ordinary everyday dress, with buttons made of woven fabric. Although it was exquisite, there were no pearls or gems on it, so it looked ordinary.
"What do you want this for? I'll just give you some clothes."
Wen Jiu shook his head and reached out to poke the Fourth Master's chest: "That's what I want."
The Fourth Master met Wenjiu's watery eyes and lowered his head to pull.
With the sound of fabric tearing, the mouth of the plate and a small piece of fabric were torn off.
"this?"
The Fourth Master took another closer look and still didn't find it strange.
Wenjiu accepted it happily: "Yes, this is it." He folded it twice carefully and put it in his pocket.
He turned around and bowed to the Fourth Master: "Jiu'er thanks you for the reward, sir. Will I be leaving now?"
The Fourth Master looked at Wen Jiu's sweetly smiling face with a strange expression: "Nothing else?"
Wen Jiu nodded: "No, this is enough."
[…Is this even possible?] Looking at the two Emperor Hearts that suddenly appeared, Xiao Jin lay on the ground in a daze, staring at the Fourth Master carefully.
This Emperor Planet is really different from ordinary people.
She was obviously angry just now, was yelled at, and then gave her a button and promised her the position of concubine. How could he still show love?
The Fourth Master didn't even notice Xiao Jin. He just waved at Wen Jiu and said, "Then go back."
Looking at Wenjiu's cheerful back, the Fourth Master felt a sense of relief for some unknown reason.
To be honest, he has never seen many people cry.
The women in the palace always seemed to be smiling no matter when they were seen.
There was not a trace of dejection on his face, not even a hair was out of place, let alone crying.
Anyway, the Fourth Master had never seen a woman crying in his backyard.
As for Song, she was like a weak willow in the wind all day long, always putting on a forced smile, but she never cried in front of him.
Well... well, I've seen servants crying bitterly when they were dragged out and beaten to death.
I've never seen anyone like her.
She even dared to cry and talk to him harshly, as if she was wrong.
When he was lost in thought, he noticed that Su Peisheng was looking at him strangely from behind. The fourth master narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Master..." Su Peisheng asked carefully, "Do you want to change your clothes?"
It was so scary.
Sister Wenjiu dared to ask for it, and the master really dared to give it to her.
Now that his master, who was always well-dressed, was sitting here in disheveled clothes, Su Peisheng felt that the world was in chaos.
The Fourth Master nodded.
When changing clothes, I asked curiously: "What's so special about the second button of this dress?"
Su Peisheng buttoned up the Fourth Master's shirt and replied carefully, "This... I don't know either. I've never heard of it before. Do you want to ask someone?"
The Fourth Master waved his hand: "No need."
It's just a small matter, there's no need to mobilize a large force.
If she really wanted to know, would she dare not tell him?
"A-choo!"
Wenjiu curled up in the quilt and sneezed.
"Sister, are you cold? Shanzha, can you light another charcoal fire?"
Wenjiu nodded: "Light it up, and order two more pots."
Wenjiu is very afraid of cold. In the past, even before winter came, her hands and feet were cold and she had to wear a down jacket.
Once winter comes, I stay in the house all day long and never go out.
In the winter in the north, it is bitterly cold outside. If you go out for a walk with a mask on, a layer of ice will form on the mask.
Fortunately, there is floor heating in the house, so the temperature can be maintained at over 20 degrees.
Even so, you should add a hot pack to warm the wine before going to bed at night.
Not to mention this cool pavilion, there is not even a warm couch, and the bed is cold!
Shanzha was quite embarrassed: "Sister, our charcoal fire..."
"Not enough, right?" Wenjiu sniffed, "It's okay, just burn it, someone will bring it over soon."
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