Rao Tu laughed, walked over and fell into his arms, wrapped his arms around his neck and said softly, "Can you not be so sharp all the time, Lang Shen?"

He held her waist, "What are you doing when I'm not here?"

"It's nothing, it's just reading poetry and painting, you know, I don't know anything about female red."

"Now that you can read, let's take a look at Nujie and Nude."

"I don't understand."

Shen Zhu ignored her nonsense, carried her to the edge of the bed, sat down, and scrutinized her in the candlelight.

He was looking for a sense of acquaintance, and there was that woman's charm on her face.

He was infatuated with and hated.

Rao Tu sighed: "I used to be able to pick up guests to relieve my boredom, how can I do now? The empty yard is just me and the mountain ghost."

"Now your guest is me." His voice became hoarse at some point.

"Shen Lang came at a wrong time, Rao Tu can't pick up guests today."

He was slightly startled, and Rao Tu said apologetically, "I'm not feeling well, and I've disappointed the adults."

Dark clouds rolled in Shen Zhu's eyes, he clenched his fists, and said in a low voice, "Ratu, I really want to tear you apart."

Rao Tu folded her arms in front of her chest, her eyes widened and said, "Sir, don't scare slaves!" Even so, there was no fear in her peach blossom eyes, but a full smile.

In that smile, seven points bright, three points cool.

Shen Zhu pushed her away, got up and walked to the door. The rain slid down the eaves, and the sound of smashing on the ground could be heard.

Rao Tu looked at his slender figure with a smile, and said leisurely: "Sir, walk slowly—"

Shen Zhu picked up his court clothes and stepped into the rain, and left without looking back.

Rao Tu came to the door and saw a man in black standing upright by the gate outside. The mountain ghost came over and whispered in her ear: "It's the guard Yang Qian."

Rao Tu gave an "um", "I can't see clearly in the dark, but looking at his stature, he should be good at kung fu."

The mountain ghost rolled his eyes in disdain, Rao Tu smiled and said, "You see people standing in the rain, don't you go and bring him an umbrella?"

The mountain ghost couldn't agree with this, and squinted: "Girl, don't try to trick me, I won't do the job of seducing men."

"If you don't do it, then I will do it." Rao Tu said, looking for an umbrella.

The mountain ghost was completely helpless, and quickly held her down and said, "It's raining! I'm going, can't I go?"

The little girl picked up an umbrella and rushed into the rain, and then regardless of whether Yang Qian was happy or not, she threw the umbrella over her head.

Rao Tu shook her head helplessly, and when the mountain ghost returned to the house, she said softly, "Shen Zhu left the palace and came here directly. Pei Qingwei's people will definitely be able to stare at this place, these days will not be peaceful. That one. The one named Yang Qian can take it for his own use."

The mountain ghost made an "oh" and said in a long voice, "Got it."

Rao Tu looked at her, "You don't seem to know how you look like this. Don't think that Yang Qian's kung fu is not as good as yours. Who is Shen Zhu? In the future, there will be a book order in the temple. Do you think his bodyguards will be trusted by him? Is it a wine bag and a rice bag?"

The mountain ghost stuck out his tongue: "I see, girl. But... Lord Shen also left in the rain, why didn't the girl remember to bring him an umbrella?"

"It's called coming and going without concern. He took the woman's umbrella back for no reason. What do you think Pei Qingwei would think?"

The mountain ghost suddenly realized: "Sure enough, the old rivers and lakes!"

"Okay, don't be poor!"

The next day, Rao Tu was taken out of the alley by a carriage built by Shen Zhu, and went to the alley outside the city.

Inside the car, she looked at Shen Zhu wearing a t-shirt, "Don't you have to enter the palace today?"

"Have a rest today." He held a volume of books in his hands, and his eyes were fixed on the writing when he spoke.

"Since you want to read a book, what should you do with me?" Rao Tu leaned over to take a look, but found that what he was holding was actually a "Girl Ring".

Shen Zhu said lightly: "Yesterday you said you couldn't understand it, let me see if there's something confusing so I can teach you."

Rao Tu's expression changed slightly and pushed the book away, "Young Master Shen, are you trying to humiliate me?"

He slowly put down the book and said with a sneer, "humiliation? Do you still know what humiliation is? Didn't you miss the days of picking up guests yesterday? You don't feel humiliated anymore when you commit yourself to someone?"

Rao Tu couldn't help but burst into anger, thought for a while, sneered a few times, lifted the curtain of the car and shouted, "Stop!"

Yang Qian, who was driving, paused for a moment and did not dare to rein in his horse. The mountain ghost sitting next to him grabbed the reins in his hand, "My girl told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

Rao Tu turned her head to Shen Zhu and said, "Tell your men to stop, or I'll just jump."

Shen Zhu smiled meaningfully, and said leisurely, "You jump."

"Shen Zhu, I want to live, but I'm not afraid of death!"

Rao Tu slammed out of the curtain, and when she gritted her teeth, she jumped down and fell to the ground. The mountain ghost was taken aback and jumped off immediately.

Yang Qian was about to get out of the car to check, but he heard Shen Zhu say indifferently in the car, "Who told you to stop? Don't bother."

Yang Qian frowned, and looked at Rao Tu, who fell into the mud, like a delicate flower stuck in the mud. He remembered how the little girl from the mountain ghost "forcibly" gave the umbrella last night. He felt a little sorry, but he didn't do anything about it.

Although Rao Tu fell, she didn't get hurt anywhere. She was just covered in mud and embarrassed.

The mountain ghost looked angrily and looked at the carriage that drove away, "Is this person ill? What about a pastime person playing in the morning!"

Rao Tu stood up silently, her face turning red and white, "Go back."

As soon as he turned around, he saw the fifth prince, Xiao Yanning, coming with a horse not far away. He had a wide robe and big sleeves. Although it was a bleak day in early winter, he was full of pride and laziness to the extreme.

He smiled at Rao Tu, "Miss Ratu called the Prince of Mancheng so easy to find! Why was Lord Shen thrown off the carriage? Huang Menlang is really in the midst of blessings, but he doesn't know how to be blessed!"