When Yao Shao was calm, the demeanor of the children of aristocratic families was in full bloom and their demeanor was appropriate and polite. After slowing down, he walked over and touched Yuzhu's wounded hand and said, "There were so many people in the street market yesterday, but I squeezed the wounded hand?"

Yuzhu smiled and said, "With the guards guarding me, I have never been squeezed. Can the Grand Marshal have had supper?"

The Taiwei's mouth was a little sore that he naturally had no food. Now he was in a good mood and ate white porridge and side dishes with Yuzhu.

This inn is also considered number one in the capital, but after all, it is not as detailed as the Yao Mansion. However, when Taiwei Yao asked Yuzhu in a sensual manner, he met King Guangjun by chance, and found out that the two of them did not have a heart-to-heart talk, the final depression in his heart was relaxed, and he didn't care about the inn's rough porcelain and simple vegetarian food.

After dinner for a while, Taiwei Yao was too lazy to go back to the house, so he planned to stay in the inn. Yuzhu heard that there was a hesitation behind him, but thought that he was just kissed by the Taiwei, so he stopped talking, so he would not say anything more, so that Zhang Jun's face would have any unexpected look.

Although the bed is thin, the bedding also exudes the smell of cheap wood ash after washing, rather than the fragrance and elegance of soap beans. However, the soft woman in her arms is also fragrant and soft, and her nose is full. Even if the bedding obviously has the frizziness after washing, it can be ignored.

Afraid of squeezing her injured hand, Yao Muye deliberately hung her injured hand on the bed frame with a bandage. For a moment, his jade arms were stretched out, his shoulders were exposed, and he had a different beauty.

These days, Yao Muye has become familiar with the delicate curves of this woman's body, and he is even more familiar with how touching the people below him will make the trembling and gentle moan...

Yuzhu half bited her lip and let the Taiwei rub it. But as his hand gradually got down, he quickly whispered: "Taiwei, I just wanted to tell you that Yuzhu had a menstrual cycle... I'm afraid that it would surging at night and dirty the bedding... Otherwise, you might as well go back..."

The Taiwei really wanted to take off the little woman's pants tonight and do her completely. Today's happiness and anger were all involved by this woman, which made him feel that it was inappropriate. A real man's occasional rebellion is not to be afraid, but if he always does this, he will be shameless.

Yao Muye felt deeply that he had been touched by her for a long time. It would be best if he could stop his rippling thoughts earlier. Of course, even if his love for this little woman is no longer strong in the future, he would not abandon her. In the villa in the suburbs of Beijing, he had already ordered someone to transfer the property to her name. The little woman was left unattended for the first half of her life, and he would never let her be lonely and helpless for the rest of her life...

As for if he really pity this woman, he should have a sincere thought like finding a husband for her, but it did not come to the heart of the Grand Marshal. In fact, he is now a little depressed by the word "menstrual".

However, thinking that her injuries had not yet been cured, she shouldn't have been tortured to the end, so she took a deep breath to stop the restlessness in her heart. However, she was tired for a moment and didn't want to leave, so she planned to rest.

However, after turning off the lights, the room became more quiet and the sounds from all directions of the inn were faintly heard. There were children's crying, some people's speeches, and some quarrels. What's more, the sounds in the next room were the clearest, and you could hear the joy of men and women fighting hard.

The woman was also interested. Her screams were like white waves, one by one, and she shouted while she was breathing: "Official, please use harder..."

Yuzhu had never heard such clear interpretations of the sound. She wanted to pull the quilt and take out the cotton to block her ears. Compared with the crazy waves next door, the people around her were quite quiet, which was called Yuzhu a little relieved.

But after hearing the creaking sound of the bed, Yuzhu, who had not yet understood the human affairs, couldn't help but feel curious - it turned out that the matter between men and women was so intense... Or was the man and woman next door a different kind? She and the Grand Marshal had never been so troubled before, but they were very tired of kissing and rubbing. Why did the next door look like a tamper?

Although the Taiwei had never spoken, his chest was actually fluctuating violently. If he didn't want anyone to know that the high-ranking Taiwei of the Great Wei entered the inn in the capital for a night, he really wanted to beat the wall and shock the man and woman, shouting: "Is this an inn or a brothel?"

The thoughts that had already been suppressed were even more intense by the sound next door. Finally, he turned over and hugged Yuzhu, pressing her ears: "But are you asleep?"

The sound next door was too loud, making it difficult for people to sleep peacefully, and Yuzhu was not easy to fake. She could only whisper honestly: "Never..."

The Taiwei gently held her earlobe and whispered: "It's hard to sleep for a while, can you use your hands?"

Taiwei Yao said it very lightly, but Yuzhu was really like a fog. It was not until he held her hand that she suddenly understood what he meant.

She was too hasty when she got married, and she got into the sedan chair with tears all the way. No one could explain the hidden things in the bridal chamber for her. Mrs. Wang even forgot to put a scroll of enlightenment or two in the wardrobe.

Wang Lang had prepared a volume, but if Wang Kun was as gentle as Wang Kun, how could he take the painting to see for the girl who was still confused and tearful at that time?

But now that he has recognized this noble son who has moved the Wei Dynasty, Yuzhu has been enlightened and has suddenly enlightened many things in the world.

When he woke up, the Taiwei beside him got up early and went to the saint.

Yuzhu was a little lazy and was stunned for a while in the quilt, then stood up and did not ask Jue'er to come in, so she put on her clothes and packed up the bedding.

The unbearable night was so bad that even I even thought about it. My hands, who were used to carving, were so sore that I couldn't lift them up. Even when I put on my clothes, I felt a numbness. As soon as I got together, I found that the sticky silk handkerchief on the ground was a stumbling block, which also showed the ridiculousness of last night. It was better to clean up immediately.

However, when Taiwei Yao stood up, although the stars outside the room had not dissipated and the night dew had not disappeared, he was light and refreshed. He had to admit that it was indeed wrong to dislike her before the words of thick hands. The benefits of having thin calluses on his hands were really wonderful.

So when Taiwei Yao stood in the hall, he still smiled and recalled it, which made the ministers suspicious. Could it be that the army had just begun to set off and the flag was won?

However, Yuzhu here rarely felt bored. When Yuzhu dropped the spoon on the ground for the third time during breakfast, Jue'er couldn't help but speak, "Miss Six, what's wrong with you? There was no carving yesterday, why are you so tired that you can't hold the spoon?"

Yuzhu sighed slightly and said, "Jue'er, go and get me a new one..."

It was not until Jue'er turned around and went out that Yuzhu said to herself: "This trouble is even more tiring than carving a piece of big material..."

In fact, yesterday, Yuzhu went to the Inner Prison Office early, but she still couldn't enter it. Yuzhu suddenly realized that she had caused the displeasure of the Grand Marshal. So when she returned to the inn, she drew a hook. She originally wanted to accompany the adults and said no, but she resolved the matter, but she didn't expect that Young Master Yao would come in person.

Because I was unable to enter yesterday, time became a little hurry, so Yuzhu set off early after breakfast and went to the Inner Supervision Office.

Because I went too early, the mansion gate had just opened, and Yuzhu thought she would have to wait for some time. But soon after, a sedan chair fell to the ground, and an official in court uniform walked in from outside the door.

In fact, Fan Qingyun has already allocated the Ministry of Revenue. Today he has been on the morning court to report to the Ministry of Revenue. However, when his mind is slightly changed, he still came to the Inner Supervision Office.

After getting out of the sedan chair, he came to the courtyard and saw the graceful figure at a glance.

He thought about it and ordered the woman to call her over.

Yuzhu moved over and saluted the adult: "I wonder what it is worth to call a girl?"

Fan Qingyun couldn't see the woman's appearance clearly through the veil, and asked directly: "Dare you ask, but Miss Yuan Yuzhu?"

Yuzhu whispered: "It's the folk girl."

Fan Qingyun frowned slightly, stretched again, and asked with a smile: "I wonder who I am, Miss?"

Yuzhu raised her head, looked at it for a moment, and said, "I have never seen an adult... Can you recognize the little girl?"

Fan Qingyun then asked, "Your father... is his name Yuan Zhongyue?"

Yuzhu slowly lifted her veil and looked at Fan Qingyun and said, "It's my father... I dare to ask if he is my father's old friend?"

Fan Qingyun looked at Yuzhu's face, which looked like the wife of his master, and smiled and said, "What? I don't remember, I just hugged Fan Qingyun, who once hugged you when you were a child, Brother Fan!"

After hearing this, Yuzhu seemed a little confused and thought for a while: "I can't remember what happened when I was a child. Please don't be surprised by it."

Fan Qingyun's face showed a real smile and said, "It's you, you don't remember. I am your father's apprentice. I always took you to play back then, but I asked me to look for you very much, for fear that you would be defeated by a thief when you were young. Now I feel at ease when I see you well. Come, please go to the inner hall and talk about your situation."

Yuzhu took Jue'er into the yamen and thanked the adults for giving her incense tea. However, Fan Qingyun's questions were answered.

When Fan Qingyun heard that Yuzhu was adopted by the Xiao family, she frowned again. Then she heard that she was married and was divorced by her in-laws, and she was silent for a while and said, "The Xiao family, I have a little contact. They are all merciful and mean people. If the Xiao family didn't secretly take you away, you were by my side, why would you ask you to suffer all these hardships for nothing... But why did you come to the Inner Supervision Office?"

Yuzhu said: "I was influenced by my grandfather when I was a child. I really like jade carvings. When I heard that this jade carving conference was full of heroes, I wanted to attend and increase my knowledge."

Fan Qingyun glanced at her injured right hand and smiled: "But you have an arm injury, even if you participate, you may not be able to get a ranking!"

Yuzhu smiled shyly and said, "My joking is so damn, how dare you think of a ranking? It's just a fun thing... It's just that the Inner Supervision Office has been on holidays and the officials have not arrived. Therefore, Yuzhu has not been included, so I don't know if I can catch up with this grand ceremony."

When Fan Qingyun heard her say this, she waved her hand and called the officer and asked, "What? Where have all the officials who do business?"

Although Lord Fan is no longer in charge of the Inner Supervision Office, the servant knew that the Lord was now promoted step by step and went to Feique, so he naturally did not dare to neglect it: "The day before yesterday, the city was very lively. After receiving the oral order from the top, he gave a big holiday. Yesterday, he thought that it was too hard for everyone to follow each other step by step when they saw him off. The holidays are also on duty. Today, the officials will be on duty, and they should go to the government office in a while."

After hearing the officer's words, Fan Qingyun told the officer in front of Yuzhu, and entered the Yuzhu's disc card for a while, so he would not delay any further.

So after the mission left, Yuzhu immediately stood up and thanked her. Fan Qingyun smiled and helped her up and said, "I am always your old friend elder. It's okay to take care of you. If you love jade carvings, it's okay. But the Xiao family is now lonely and has no experts at all. If you learn carvings from the Xiao family, you will inevitably fall into a inferior position. If you love true love, you might as well join my disciple. Although I am an official, I no longer have to be indulged in carvings, but I still have a little understanding of the skills I learned from your father back then. If you are willing to learn, I will teach you all my money. What do you think?"

Yuzhu lowered her eyes slightly, smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "If this is true, it will be great. Yuzhu thanked Lord Fan first."

After this greeting, Yuzhu stood up and said goodbye.

Fan Qingyun watched her walk out of the government office with several servants, and said to the servant beside him: "Go, follow her from afar, see where she went?"

Soon, the servant ran back to report, saying that the lady was staying in the inn in Beijing. The shopkeeper said that she had been staying for two days.

After hearing this, Fan Qingyun nodded. It seemed that Yuan Yuzhu did not live with the Xiao family... Since she was interested in participating in the event, it would be fine. She was just a woman with injured hands. Even if it was Yuan Zhongyue's personal legend, she could not show her magic skills at this time.

Today he tentatively responded when she heard her name, but the woman had no strange expression after hearing it, which shows that she did not understand the hidden inner thoughts of that year. Otherwise, how could a woman who was not very experienced in the world be so happy and angry?

After thinking about it, Fan Qingyun was ready to take good care of the master's beloved daughter orphan, which also solved a long-lasting regret in his heart...

While he was thinking about his thoughts, he got up and walked out quickly to report to the Ministry of Revenue.
Chapter completed!