Chapter 226 He Luxue is smart and knows how to play hard to get
When Prince Rui and his companions were walking towards Baijia Village, the carriage behind them stopped.
The carriage couldn't pass.
Prince Li left a guard here, who followed Prince Rui.
"Hey, old monkey brother. Let me ask you, why didn't Lord Qiu Zhiying come?" Shen Yunyue asked the sharp-nosed and monkey-faced master.
The legal advisor and the guards also stayed where they were.
He covered his mouth so that Shen Yunyue wouldn't see and turned his back to them.
He didn't answer Shen Yunyue at all.
The accompanying guards sat indifferently on the shaft of the carriage.
When Prince Li and others arrived at the village entrance, the Yinghei little guys dispersed.
Among them, Yingbei was already hanging around near the He family.
Yingbei looked unfamiliar and looked like a native of Baijia Village.
Don’t those people in the He family know who he is?
Uncle Yun was sitting on the terrace on the second floor.
He caught a glimpse of Prince Rui and several other men in brocade robes walking towards the village entrance, frowned, stood up and stared at them.
The secret guard in the distance seemed to sense something and looked over here.
Uncle Yun looked away, and Mu Ya happened to come forward and block the secret guard's gaze.
"Eighth Master. These are the clothes, shoes and socks that I have made these days. I am giving them to you, Eighth Master." Mu Ya folded the clothes, shoes and socks neatly, placed them on a square wooden plate and brought them over.
Uncle Yun looked at the clothes with fine stitching and a few bamboo leaves embroidered on them.
He looked at Mu Ya in confusion, "Did you make it for me?"
Mu Ya nodded and said, "I started sewing clothes as soon as I arrived at Baijia Village. These are the fabrics I bought from the young lady using my monthly allowance."
One set of moon-white robes, the other set of sky-blue robes. Even the waistbands were embroidered with bamboo leaves.
The shoes have a thousand-layer sole, and you can tell at a glance that they were made with great effort.
In addition to these, even the shirt and pants inside the robe were made.
The fine stitching, compared with the clothes on Uncle Yun Ba.
He quickly refused:
"Miss Muya, absolutely not."
"Eighth Master, do you dislike my clumsy hands?" Mu Ya bit her lips tightly, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were misty.
The fingers holding the wooden plate were shaking.
A teardrop just happened to gather on the eyelashes of the lower eyelid, staring at Uncle Yun Ba with grievance.
Uncle Yun had never met a girl like this before.
He couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you angry, little girl?"
Mu Ya opened her red lips slightly and murmured, "Master Yun Ba is the master's VIP, it's normal for him to dislike me.
How dare I be angry?
But my parents and brothers are not here. It is not appropriate to give this dress to others, so I have to cut it off."
After saying this, Mu Ya bowed and stepped back, wanting to leave.
Looking at Mu Ya's pitiful little expression, Uncle Yun thought of the little wild cat in the mountains.
He would also show such an aggrieved expression.
"Miss Muya, then I bought your clothes."
"No, I'm not selling it. I'm giving it as a thank-you gift to my benefactor. If I sell it, what kind of person will I become?" Mu Ya walked past Uncle Yun.
The thin body trembled slightly.
Uncle Yun reached out and grabbed her arm, and quickly let go when he touched the girl's slender arm.
"Miss Mu Ya, I..."
Mu Ya placed the wooden plate in front of Uncle Yun Ba, "Master Ba, please try it out to see if it fits you. Will the shoes fit you?"
I only took a quick look that day, and I was afraid I might have read the wrong size."
Uncle Yun nodded, "Okay. I'll try."
"Eighth Master, please take off your old clothes and give them to me. I see that your sleeves are torn." Mu Ya lowered her head, with only a wooden hairpin on her bun.
Uncle Yun Ba looked at the little girl's thick hair and whispered in a mysterious voice:
"good."
Uncle Yun stood up and carried the wooden tray into the house.
Mu Ya clutched the handkerchief in her hand and let out a long sigh. She almost couldn't even send out a piece of clothing.
She was secretly happy: It turns out that my benefactor is so kind and gentle.
Mu Ya looked towards the north and happened to meet the eyes of a man in black clothes.
Notice the other person's malicious look.
Mu Ya showed a vicious expression and said silently, "Get lost."
The person who looked over was none other than the secret guard under Prince Rui. He looked at someone with a sharp gaze.
I wanted to find out what was going on, but when I looked again, I saw the back of a little girl.
After walking over, I found that only Mu Ya was here.
He glanced at the table casually and saw only a teacup.
Mu Ya picked up the cup and turned it in her hands. She stared at the man and said, "Don't blame me if you don't leave here."
"Snowball."
Mu Ya shouted Snowball loudly.
I saw a snow-white wolfhound rushing over from the other side of the stream behind.
Ran towards the black-clad secret guard.
The snowball had a very strong bounce ability and almost caught the black-clad man's clothes in a few bounces.
The man in black stabbed Snowball with a sword, and he ran away with a howl.
Then he ran over again.
Do this several times.
The man in black had no choice but to leave.
Mu Ya stared at the direction the man in black left and put away the cup and teapot.
She came to Uncle Yun's door.
Knocked on the door gently.
"Eighth Master. There's a man in black, he looks like a secret guard."
"Gone?"
"Let Snowball drive him away."
Uncle Yun Ba opened the door, wearing a long, azure robe with a silver waistband and a button hanging from it.
There is also a white purse.
Mu Ya glanced at the pouch around his waist and looked away.
I thought to myself: As good as jade, this must be what people like Mr. Ba are like.
She whispered:
"Eighth Master, please give me your changed clothes."
"Miss Mu Ya, you..."
Mu Ya raised her head calmly, "If the Eighth Master were in the capital, he would have more than just servants serving him. The Eighth Master is a real man and doesn't need to mind these things."
Mu Ya pushed the door open directly.
Pick up the clothes that Uncle Yun had placed on the chair.
"The furnishings in the room were all arranged by me. If Master Ba doesn't like it, tell me."
Uncle Yun looked at the books, writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone that Mu Ya placed on the desk.
"Thanks a lot. I love it."
Mu Ya turned and left with a smile on her face.
Uncle Yun closed the door and lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling and closing his eyes.
Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng did not go to the He family.
The bustling He family can be seen along the side roads.
She looked intently at He Luxue standing at the door of the bamboo house, wearing a mint green pipa-collared long gown and a horse-faced skirt of the same color.
Her hair was tied up in a lily bun, with a silver hairpin and two thin silver hairpins slanting in it.
He Luxue stared at Prince Li with deathly eyes, then looked away when she noticed Shen Yunyue's gaze.
She looked at Shen Yunyue proudly, secretly annoyed that this bitch wanted to laugh at her.
Contrary to her usual behavior, He Luxue did not step forward to greet Prince Li and Prince Rui.
Just a quick glance.
Turned around and went up to the second floor of the bamboo house.
Her slender figure and that proud, unadorned face had an indescribable charm, and now that she was a young wife, her face looked even more different from that of a young girl.
Prince Li felt like a cat's claws were scratching his heart.
Prince Rui glanced at He Luxue, then looked at the other women in the He family. He suddenly felt that the others were dull and boring.
He rolled his eyes and said to Mr. He calmly:
"This time we're in charge of river management. We're short of a few people to handle the paperwork. I wonder if you're interested, old man?"
Because of the decline of the He family.
He Luyao has been replaced as princess by another noble lady from an aristocratic family.
When Prince Rui came over, he just politely addressed Mr. He as "old sir."
The He family hurriedly sent someone to call the Pei family over.
At the same time, he asked people to go to the town to buy meat and vegetables to entertain the guests in the evening.
Shen Yunyue glanced at him indifferently and tugged at Fu Xuanheng's sleeve.
"Let's go."
"Don't want to watch anymore?" Fu Xuanheng was about to leave when she stopped him.
"I won't watch it anymore. He Luxue has become smarter and knows how to play hard to get." Shen Yunyue nodded in admiration.
"We still have to get down to business. Those people must be hungry." Shen Yunyue thought of the slaves who were building bamboo houses in the fields to the south. They hadn't yet received steamed bread.
"Yes. Send it over now, and then we can remove their facial tattoos."
"good."
Uncle Yun Jiu and Rong Ting have already arrived at the Fu family.
Uncle Yun Jiu lived in another building on the upper floor of Yunju, while Rong Ting lived in the building next to Uncle Yun Jiu.
Fortunately, there are many bamboo houses.
No worries about having no place to live.
Li Weiyang hurriedly followed, and Fu Xuanheng heard the sound of Li Weiyang's footsteps.
He raised his eyebrows unhappily, "Miss Li, what are you doing sneaking around like that?"
Li Weiyang walked out embarrassedly.
"Hey, Fu Xuanheng. Don't be so fierce. I came here to find Yunyue."
Li Weiyang led the horse and patted the bundle on its back.
"I'm here to help you in your time of need."
Fu Xuanheng glanced at him coldly, "We don't need it."
Li Weiyang glanced at the quaint two-story bamboo houses standing nearby; it seemed they really didn't need her help.
She smiled widely, "Yunyue. I'm so tired."
Shen Yunyue shook her head. "My family is full of men. Why don't you live with my mother and her family?"
"Thank you very much. I knew Sister Yunyue was the best."
Li Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief, raised three fingers and swore to the sky:
"Yunyue. There's really nothing between me and that scumbag. It's just that they somehow found my grandfather and told him a bunch of nonsense."
"But my grandfather didn't believe their nonsense."
Shen Yunyue smiled and said, "Xuan Heng and I have some things to do this afternoon. You can wash up and rest here for a while."
"No problem, I'm exhausted these past few days. Give me a bed and I can sleep till dawn."
Li Weiyang is a very outgoing person.
He led the horse and ran over to find Mo Yiran and the others.
Shen Yunyue sighed, "Xuan Heng. I don't think Li Weiyang is Prince Li's man."
"If she does that, I will definitely drive her away." Fu Xuanheng said coldly.
The two men stopped talking and filled a large cloth bag with steamed bread.
Shen Yunyue glanced at the braised pork in the bucket.
Pour the vinegar pork and the braised pork together and tell Fu Xuanheng:
"You push the cart."
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