Chapter 15 Fu Yi's Applause
Mother Zou muttered to herself, "Why didn't I hear it clearly? Is your hearing not so good at such a young age?"
But we can't afford to offend this person.
Mother Zou was about to say it again patiently when Wu Xun strode over from behind. He seemed to be holding it in very tightly, and his brows were furrowed so tightly that it looked like he could pinch two flies to death.
"Muhe!" He spoke impatiently, "You don't know, today——"
Having said this, he suddenly shuddered and stopped talking.
It is a taboo to discuss the master's affairs!
Mu He was left feeling rather flustered by his abrupt words. She clutched her handkerchief in anger, "You panting so hard, you can't even talk properly after going out? What happened today?"
Wu Xun was unwilling to continue. He shook his head and said nonchalantly, "Tell the servants to prepare the food first. I don't know what this cat eats."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yi's sedan chair had already arrived in front of him. Mu He had no time to ask any more questions. She knelt down hurriedly to salute and watched the sedan chair and the sedan chair pass by him one after another.
Although the son was in a complicated mood at the moment, he did not forget what he had to do and quickly arranged for someone to take the cat away.
The little palace maid couldn't help but come forward and sighed softly, "It's hard for Sister Mu He. Now she even has to take care of such trivial matters."
Mu He pursed her lips and said, "If I hold on to your thoughts and just let go, I'm afraid my master will look down on me."
The little palace maid smiled flatteringly and said, "Sister is really smart, that's why she is the most favored person around the master."
Is this really the case? Will it never change?
Mu He was secretly anxious, but how could she tell this to a little palace maid?
She came to Youhuangyuan holding a handkerchief, and when she saw Wu Xun was there, her heart sank again.
She asked, "Is the master here too?"
Wu Xun nodded: "Rest inside."
He said he would not accompany her back home, but he went anyway. After returning from the Marquis's residence together, they still seemed "reluctant to part".
Mu He forced a smile, walked to the door, and knocked on it: "Master?"
"Come in." Fu Yi's voice sounded.
Mu He pushed the door open and walked in. Fu Yi had already continued talking to Cheng Nianying: "...The Marquis's wife didn't get to taste the bamboo tube rice you made today, so let me have a taste."
Now, of course, I have to cover up the lie I told.
Cheng Nianying asked, "Where are the bamboos?"
Fu Yi looked at Mu He: "Come on, tell her."
Mu He was no longer as happy as before after being pointed out by her master. She bowed and replied, "There is a bamboo garden where purple bamboo, phoenix tail bamboo, and goose feather bamboo are planted..."
Cheng Nianying hummed and asked, "Where's the knife?"
Fu Yi smiled slightly and said, "Go to the kitchen and pick out a kitchen knife for the Princess. This is something she is more used to."
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but turn her head and glance at him.
It seems like it was intentional.
But ever since she entered the Prince's Mansion, she had formed a very good impression of Prince Danshuo, so she suppressed her doubts.
Mu He was surprised: "A kitchen knife? If it accidentally hurts someone..."
"With Patrol Wu watching from the side, how could anything go wrong?"
"...Yes." Mu He could only suppress his surprise and doubt.
She went to pass on the message and find the knife.
Cheng Nianying asked Fu Yi: "But can you eat bamboo rice?"
Fu Yi smiled and said, "I don't think you'll die from eating one meal. I won't make you a widow."
Cheng Nianying couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled softly. She felt that he was a very open-minded and generous person.
Well... he's a very rare person.
The little doubt I had just now was thrown far away.
Mu He heard the two people laughing outside the door and paused suddenly.
The faint voice came through the window.
At this time, Fu Yi reached out and hooked Cheng Nianying's sleeve, and said in a calm tone: "I took a closer look. The material you are wearing today is Xiangyun gauze. I think it should be different from the bed curtains in your boudoir."
"Xiangyunsha..." Cheng Nianying murmured the unfamiliar words softly.
Fu Yi added, "Well, this was a gift from His Majesty. It's said that one ounce of gold is worth one ounce of gauze."
Cheng Nianying's tone suddenly rose: "Ah, extremely valuable."
Mu He didn't listen any further.
This conversation was quite intimate.
The master's patience is so terrible... When will I hear him talk to others about the material of clothes like this?
Is it really that different just because you slept in the same place?
…
Fu Yi is very busy today.
Not long after returning to the Prince's Mansion, he was pushed to the bamboo garden to watch the Princess cut bamboo.
absurd!
This is ridiculous!
All the servants in the Prince's Mansion thought so.
"Princess, please."
The palace maid on the side presented it with both hands.
It can be said that the kitchen knife had never been treated like this before. It lay between the red silk and on the lacquer tray, as if it were some precious object.
Cheng Nianying's eyes moved slightly, and she reached out and grasped the back of the hilt.
If you are someone who often uses a knife, you will hold it forward so that you can lift it with ease.
But she cannot be too skilled, otherwise she will not look like a daughter of a marquis.
Cheng Nianying suppressed her strength and chopped at the bamboo lightly, feeling top-heavy and light-footed.
...The bamboo fell.
There was a long silence.
Even Wu Xun couldn't help but shrink his neck.
Wait, how did she exert that strength?
Cheng Nianying was holding the kitchen knife and was also silent.
Okay.
Even though I didn't use much strength, I didn't expect this thing to be so easy to chop.
Cheng Nianying suppressed her guilt, exclaimed dryly, and said pretentiously: "It was the first time that he fell down with one blow."
Fu Yi was very supportive and was the first to clap his hands, saying, "Good, good! I guess my wife made this amazing move just to get me to try this bamboo tube rice!"
When the stairs were handed to her, Cheng Nianying went down.
She nodded twice and returned the kitchen knife: "That's all right. Let's go, let's go make bamboo tube rice."
"Wait a minute." Fu Yi called her.
"Um?"
Fu Yi: "Let me see if your hand is hurt?"
Should it hurt?
Cheng Nianying pinched herself and handed it over.
Fu Yi looked down and saw that his knuckles were blue and red.
It actually makes the skin elsewhere look whiter.
"He's still injured." Fu Yi said calmly.
The little palace maid beside her finally became alert and dared not ignore Cheng Nianying anymore. She hurriedly asked, "Shall I go get the medicine?"
Fu Yi said, "Okay."
So the bamboo tube rice was never made, and Fu Yi asked someone to apply medicine to Cheng Nianying.
Wu Xun and the others also breathed a sigh of relief. As they pushed Fu Yi back, they whispered, "I was so scared! I thought the master was really going to eat that bamboo tube rice. What if she had bad intentions and poisoned it? What will we do then?"
Fu Yi didn't care at all, his expression was indifferent: "She tasted it first."
Wu Xun was stunned. "That's right..." He changed the subject, "You were alone with her in the Marquis' Mansion today, which made me very uneasy."
"I've already slept with her before, so why should I be worried and afraid today?"
Wu Xun was speechless.
"The adulterer wasn't caught today." Fu Yi smoothed his sleeves. "She took all the temptations calmly. Where on earth did they find such a young girl when the Marquis' Mansion fell into decline?"
Wu Xun raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of interest in the depths of his master's eyes.
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