Chapter 766: Washing Mother
The Fourth Master had no chance to dodge and was hit directly. For a moment, his face turned red, then white, and then white, and then blue.
Wen Jiu saw the Fourth Master's face and immediately covered his face in a trance: "Master, it's you. I was scared to death. I'm sorry. Did it hurt? It's all my fault."
The Fourth Master felt dizzy after being slapped so hard by her, but when he saw her apologetic face, he just bit her lips viciously.
"Master, you're fine. I'm glad you woke up." The Fourth Master finally felt relieved. As he spoke, he half-carried Wen Jiu up and said, "I've asked someone to prepare breakfast. Come and eat."
"Yeah." Wen Jiu stood up, glanced at the Fourth Master and smiled: "My Master is so handsome, why doesn't he take care of his appearance? Look at you, you haven't shaved your hair, you haven't washed your face, and your beard is almost as long as your hair."
As he spoke, he pulled the Fourth Master to the side and forced him to sit on the dressing table.
"No need. Shaving is very tiring. You should take a good rest." The Fourth Master wanted to get up awkwardly.
I really don't want her to see me looking so sloppy.
Wen Jiu, however, held him down: "Master, don't move."
The Fourth Master watched the little girl in front of him slowly approach, her red lips seeming to be just a stone's throw away. He subconsciously held his breath.
To be honest, Jiu'er had been close to him before, but never this close.
In the past, I just coaxed him with words, and he rarely did what he promised. It was rare for him to actually come and help him shave his hair like this.
"Don't worry, Master. Jiu'er is very good and will definitely make me look better."
The Fourth Master saw the gap between the blades being wiped with warm wine, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He simply said, "Why would a man need to look so good?"
"Hey? What I said is not right. If a person is good-looking, it will be pleasing to the eyes. Just like me, Jiu'er will be very happy to see you."
The Fourth Master was stunned and was about to speak when he heard Wenjiu hiss.
"Don't move, don't talk. I'm trimming your eyebrows."
The Fourth Master froze for a moment, not really moving. It was only when he saw the little girl holding his spot and looking at it carefully over and over again that he unconsciously raised his heart. Only then did he see her nod with satisfaction: "Well, our Master's sealed beauty has returned."
As he spoke, he turned the bronze mirror over and said, "Master, take a look."
The Fourth Master subconsciously looked in the mirror, up and down, left and right, and then frowned: "Is this...good-looking?"
Is there any difference? The Fourth Master looked at himself for a long time, but couldn't see where he was good-looking.
"Looks good! My eyebrows are great, thick and tight, and they are trimmed to look sharp, which makes me look very imposing."
In fact, Wenjiu felt that if this face was dressed in Hanfu and had black hair, he would definitely be worthy of being called a peerless young man, but this young man was born more ferocious.
However, asking this gentleman to dress like that in the Qing Dynasty might anger him, so Wen Jiu swallowed his words.
"good."
The Fourth Master looked at himself, then at Su Peisheng, and thought to himself, let Su Peisheng dress him like this in the future.
Su Peisheng saw his master looking at him, blinked twice, and immediately stepped forward: "Master, it's time to eat, the young masters have been waiting for a while."
The master winked, presumably because the concubine was making him feel a little uncomfortable? As the master's most intimate servant, he had to help the master out of the predicament.
"Okay, let's have our meal, sir. Don't let the children wait too long." Wenjiu said, then stood up and went to the main hall.
The Fourth Master glanced at Wen Jiu's back, then suddenly turned to look at Su Peisheng.
Su Peisheng immediately came over with a smile, and the next thing he knew, he saw the Fourth Master give him a sinister look, then turned and walked out.
Su Peisheng: “…”
I just helped the master out of trouble. What does this mean, master?
Are you dissatisfied with him because he speaks too slowly?
As Wenjiu went out, he was surrounded by his sons.
Dabao held a grape in his hand and said, "Empress, eat some fruit. Give it to me."
Erbao held a chicken drumstick in his hand: "Meat."
Sanbao: "Mother, eat eggs."
Sibao: "Mother, hug me."
"Okay, okay, thank you, my babies."
After warming the wine and eating the food his sons brought him, he took them to sit down and couldn't help asking, "Have you eaten well these past few days while mother was asleep?"
"Yes!" Erbao nodded.
Dabao nodded hesitantly, but then shook his head: "Mother, Sanbao and Sibao are not eating well. Dabao is worried."
"Good boy, Erbao," Wenjiu patted Erbao's head, and then hugged his eldest son: "Dabao is taking care of his younger brother, right? Dabao is really amazing."
"Dabao isn't great, but Ama is." Dabao blinked twice and said, "Brother, eat more and grow stronger!"
"Grow strong." Erbao clapped his hands and agreed with his brother.
Sanbao lowered his head and took a bite of the bun: "Look, mother, Sanbao is eating!"
"Good boy, Sanbao is great too."
Wen Jiu smiled and went to see Sibao again: "Where's Sibao? Did you listen to what Ama and brother said?"
Sibao: "No."
Wen Jiu was amused: "You are quite upright."
"Not good." Dabao frowned: "Brother, don't cry next time."
Sibao looked at his brother, then at his mother, and nodded: "Listen to your brother, Sibao is good."
Dabao also nodded: "Be good, Sibao."
Wen Jiu: "...Be good, be good. Mother will help you wash your hands. Father is sitting at the table waiting for us."
"No!" Dabao suddenly frowned and ran over: "Wash it for mother."
Now, all the little guys were hanging around warming the wine.
Even when eating, they would compete with each other to pick up food for Wenjiu, and the plates in front of Wenjiu were piled up like a small mountain.
After the meal, he asked the nanny to clean up the children, and then the Fourth Master stood up, holding his sons and prepared to go out.
"Jiu'er, the imperial physician will be here to check your pulse a little later. You should let him check on your pulse and then rest well. I'm taking them to pay my respects to the Emperor and the Empress Dowager. We'll be back later. The Emperor asked about your health yesterday and must be thinking about you."
Wen Jiu nodded, then glanced at the children and asked in surprise, "Why are they wearing the same clothes?"
On weekdays, people only wear casual clothes when paying respects, but the children wear tight clothes, as if they are going to perform martial arts.
The Fourth Master laughed upon hearing this, "Master Guangci is quite accomplished in martial arts. The Emperor specifically instructed him to do so when he woke up this morning. Presumably, he wanted Master Guangci to help check his muscles and bones."
When Wenjiu heard this, a string in his head suddenly tightened, and he stood up suddenly: "Master, can I go with you?"
Inside the debris, her son had also been in trouble. Wen Jiu couldn't bear the thought of any of her treasures being in trouble. One must always be on guard.
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