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Chapter 6 Her weakness
Chapter 6 Her weakness
In the face of Yin Huayue, Li Jingyun looked hateful and scheming, making people want to throw him out of Jinghua.
But every time he sat in front of Mrs. Zhuang, he was always taciturn and alienated.
At this time, Huayue will be glad that Mrs. Zhuang's eyes are not good, no matter how much Li Jingyun looks begging for beating, she can also gently say to Mrs. Zhuang: "The flowers are blooming well today, the son will come to see you as soon as he returns to the house. "
Surprised and moved, Mrs Zhuang pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Hurry up and serve him tea first."
Huayue should have poured tea from the teapot at random and sent it to Li Jingyun, then cleaned the cup, filtered the water into the pot, and served Zhuang's excellent Tieguanyin.
Li Jingyun: "..."
He felt that Yin Huayue might not want to live anymore.
Mrs Zhuang smiled and rubbed the teacup in her hand. She could only vaguely see the figure sitting on the chair of the Grand Master. She opened her lips and slowly closed them. After hesitating for a long time, she asked softly, "Are you feeling better?"
"Go back to mother, very good."
"Then... is the training ground okay?"
"Go back to mother, very good."
"Are the trees in your yard blooming well?"
"Go back to mother, very good."
With nothing else to say, Mrs. Zhuang squeezed the skirt tightly.
She wanted to get close to Jing Yun very much, and she also wanted to hear her son act like a spoiled child with her, even if she complained about something, about what troubles she encountered every day, or about any happy events worth celebrating.
But no, Jing Yun never wanted to talk to her for a second.
Zhuang Shi sighed, smiled to himself, and touched his eyes.
"Madam." Hua Yue's smiling voice suddenly sounded next to her, "On our way back, we passed the Baolai Pavilion, the slave was in a hurry to come back to report, but who knew that the master suddenly fell in love with a magnolia hairpin and had to let the slave buy it. Come back to show you."
"Look, do you like it?"
The cool jade was smooth, and Mrs. Zhuang touched the outline, her eyes slightly brightened: "Jing Yun bought it?"
"Yeah." Looking at Li Jingyun's stiff face, Hua Yue leaned close to Mrs. Zhuang's ear and said softly, "Our son was stubborn when he was young and couldn't say anything nice on his face, but he always remembered that you liked what."
Her eyes were slightly red, and Mrs. Zhuang rubbed the hairpin several times, then inserted her hands into the bun with trembling hands. Huayue took it over and put it on for her, admiringly: "Madam is naturally beautiful, she looks good in everything she wears, but the young master has a unique vision. This magnolia and Madam match each other perfectly, with Tao Shao Li Rang, and her elegance is unparalleled."
Lee Kyung Yoon had a choked expression on his face.
He opened his mouth to say that this dog slave is nonsense, but just as his lips moved, Yin Huayue glanced at him.
His eyes were cold, with a warning.
Li Jingyun didn't understand why a mere servant dared to stare at his master? But he didn't react for a while, just watched this man coax Mr. Zhuang into joy, and then came over and led him out.
"When did you buy the hairpin?" he asked blankly.
"Master Hui, I have been preparing it a while ago."
"Then why do you say I bought it?"
"Master Hui, as long as you buy anything, Madam will like it."
Nodding clearly, Li Jingyun finally came to his senses, grabbed her shoulders, and said sideways: "When will you be a slave, when will you be the master for your master?"
Hua Yue folded her hands in front of her belly and let him hold her, smiling docilely: "Young master taught me a lesson."
"Don't show your appearance to the Lord, it's useless." Li Jingyun sneered, "It's quite fun to stare at the Lord in there, and you pinch your tail when you leave the master?"
"Young master taught you yes."
"Do you think you have someone to support you, so you don't take your father seriously? Yin Huayue, you come to my yard, you are my person, and I can find a reason to throw you into the director's courtyard three times a day."
Hua Yue was stunned, and then nodded: "Young master taught me a lesson."
Blue veins burst out of the forehead, and Li Jingyun was furious: "Don't take this scene as a perfunctory statement, it will make people angry when you hear it."
The smile on her face faded a little, and Yin Huayue looked up at him, "My mother and son are still perfunctory, why can't they say it, master and servant Er'er?"
Did you teach him a lesson? Li Jingyun gritted his teeth, pinched her chin and approached her: "The dog that was sent to the person still barks for the original owner. It's loyal enough. Since you are so protective of your wife, why don't you go back to the main courtyard?"
If possible, she would also like to go back to the main hospital.
Hua Yue lowered her eyes and glanced behind her unwillingly, but after just one look, she calmed down.
"My son, the horse is tired, I'd better go back to the East Court to change clothes and wash up."
Li Jingyun felt very annoyed. The person in front of him was like a ball of cotton. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't crush her, but it was her, a few soft words that made him furious.
Gotta find a way to treat her.
When he was free, Li Jingyun went to the main courtyard to pick up a servant, and asked in confusion, "Do you remember when Yin Zhangshi entered the general's mansion?"
The little slave thought for a while: "It's been three years. Three years ago, the palace sent out a group of servants, and the mansion accepted ten, and the matter in charge of Yin was among them."
Actually worked as a messenger in the palace.
Li Jingyun pouted and asked again, "Then what are her daily preferences?"
The little slave scratched his head with great effort: "In terms of preference, Zhang Yin really has nothing to do. She works every day and is busy. However, she will go to Baolai Pavilion every month when the monthly payment is paid."
Baolai Pavilion is a famous jewelry store in Jinghua. She spends all her monthly money on it? Li Jingyun wondered that she had never seen any good jewelry on her head on weekdays.
Thinking of the magnolia hairpin that Yin Huayue felt out of thin air that day, Li Jingyun paused and suddenly had a bright light.
Huayue came back from the backyard fetching water and saw Li Jingyun standing by the corridor waiting for her.
"What's your son's order?" She held the bucket defensively.
Li Jingyun stretched and said very naturally: "Master has an appointment with someone tonight."
"If you go back to the son, the general has an order..."
"If you pretend you didn't see it, Lord Tomorrow will buy the jewelry from the Baolai Pavilion and deliver it to the main courtyard in person."
"..." The pupils shrank suddenly, and Hua Yue raised her head in a daze.
He, to the wife, took the initiative to send jewelry?
She has been in the mansion for so long, Li Jingyun was almost always tied up and entered the main courtyard, and he would not easily show affection to his wife. If she hadn't been coaxing her all the time, his wife would have been mad at him.
But now, what did she hear?
The man in front of him turned his face to the side, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing a little impatient, and when he noticed her gaze, he didn't move his head, his eyes turned back slightly, and he chuckled at her: "The general's order and Madam are happy, which one? important?"
Yin Huayue's face was very wonderful for a moment.
She was an obedient slave, and the general, as the lord of the manor, ordered her to obey. Even if Madam came to talk to her, she would never be able to show favoritism as the person in charge.
The wind swept through the corridor, and the wind chimes under the eaves were clear and ding-dong endlessly, making the surroundings extraordinarily quiet.
After a while, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the corridor.
"How long is your son going?"
For some reason, Li Jingyun burst out laughing, and one laugh was not enough. He supported the scarlet stone pillar next to him, his shoulders trembling, and Hua Yue's face turned green with laughter.
Hua Yue wanted to put the bucket in his hand on his head, but of course she just thought about it.
Waiting patiently for this grandfather to laugh enough, she bent her knees and asked again, "How long will the son be going?"
"One hour." Li Jingyun wiped the tears from his laughter and stretched his index finger towards her, "I will be back in one hour, I promise that no one will find out."
Hua Yue thought about it for a moment, and said, "Mrs. Hairpin is here, please come back with a hairbrush, and ask for a magnolia flower style."
After a pause, she added: "It would be better if there is a step."
Li Jingyun really didn't expect to be able to open the door from here, and he had vowed not to disobey the general's orders before, but now he is giving him water in a serious manner.
"You Shimo went out from Xixiaomen, be sure to come back before Hai Shi."
"Xixiaomen has raised a dog. Before coming back, I'd like to ask the son to throw a stone at the courtyard wall, so that the slaves will respond."
"Master, do you understand?"
Xu was because his eyes were too teasing, Yin Huayue was finally annoyed, she pursed her lips, and her tone became cold, "If someone finds out, the slave will immediately lead someone to arrest the son."
"It's really cold-blooded."
Li Jingyun sighed and found it funny again.
Yin Huayue is like an emotionless knife, she is used to being sharp and cold, and it can add obstacles to people everywhere. But suddenly there was a little weakness, and it seemed like he had changed back to a living person.
For a moment, he wanted to reach out and touch her white, high neck.
But this action might make her face water.
Li Jingyun shook his head and retracted his hand regretfully.