Chapter 067: The minion is talkative

"The slave hasn't heard yet. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Xia Er pouted: "However, the slave and maid inquired about this matter from Lin Mu, the servant next to the master, according to Lin Mu, these days, the master will go to a certain garden in the east of the city every day, and be alone with the woman until the sun sets, and then return home." Lin Mu had seen the woman a few times, and she was a woman with still charm. ā€

Lin Mu is the nephew of Steward Xu, he is a steady one, and he will never secretly slander his master for no reason, not to mention, if such a thing is not true, he will not dare to make something out of nothing.

Lu Zhi pursed her lips: "Do the two aunts know about this?" ā€

"I don't know."

Lu Zhi thought for a while and said, "Since we don't know, we don't have to publicize it, just treat it as if we haven't heard of it." ā€

"Huh?" Xia Er was stunned: "But Madame's side ......"

"You don't have to mention it, mother." Lu Zhi sighed: "What happened to my father and that woman, we don't know yet, but I just made my mother sad, and besides, my mother has been following my father for decades, so I should get used to it." ā€

She was a little helpless when she said this, and Xia Er immediately drooped her head when she heard this, looking dejected.

Qiu'er on the side said: "Miss, why don't you ask the slave maid and inquire, and then make a decision when you figure it out." ā€

"It's fine." Lu Zhi nodded: "It's just that when you first arrive in the capital, you must act in a low-key manner, and you must not be too prominent and let people find a handle." The capital is not as good as Jiangnan, if you really provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked, I may not be able to protect you. ā€

Dong'er has a deep understanding of this: "Miss, rest assured, the slave and maid have not forgotten the lesson of the year." ā€

Speaking of this, she paused, lowered her voice and whispered: "I just don't know, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still as stubborn as before." ā€

After Dong'er finished speaking, she noticed Lu Zhi's gaze, and she felt speechless, she shrunk her neck and immediately said, "The slave is wrong." ā€

Seeing her like this, Lu Zhi withdrew her gaze, turned her eyes to look outside the house, and was silent.

Outside the window, in the courtyard, the wind rustles the leaves, and the silver moonlight falls on the trees, casting stars as the leaves sway.

After so many years, people's hearts have changed, and the people in the house are no longer what they were when they left, and even the big trees in this courtyard are much thicker, not to mention him who is above the tens of thousands of people under that person......

Xiao Fuzi held the tea and walked in the Yuqing Palace, he walked very slowly, and his face was also a tangled color, and when he met the palace people to salute him, he also lost his usual etiquette.

At this moment, there is only one thing in his heart, and that is that Miss Lu is back.

Since Miss Lu said goodbye without saying goodbye seven years ago, the word Lu Zhi has become a taboo in Yuqing Palace, and no one dares to mention it in front of the master.

Because those around their masters know that this name has turned into a thorn, deeply piercing the master's heart.

But Xiaofuzi felt that for the master, the name Lu Zhi, this person, was not just a thorn, otherwise the master was so resourceful, why would he often take the time to go to Quanjude to taste tea?

No matter how good Quanjude's tea is, it is always better than those tribute teas in the palace......

Xiao Fuzi came to the door of the study, followed the open door, and glanced at Duan Yi, who was sitting at the desk to deal with affairs, the current master is no longer the arrogant and domineering appearance of the past, and all this is thanks to the person who said goodbye that year.

Xiao Fuzi took a deep breath, retracted his thoughts, and walked in with his feet raised with tea.

The candlelight was flickering, and the person behind the desk was frowning, and Xiao Fuzi walked over gently, not daring to alarm him.

Stretching out his hand to add tea to Duan Yi, Xiao Fuzi began to study ink on the side, and glanced at his master, and the hesitation and complexity in his heart were even worse.

Maybe he should tell his master that Miss Lu is back, Miss Lu was young back then, and the master was so temperamental, it was normal for people to be scared away, Mo said that it was Miss Lu back then, and even he couldn't wait to get as far away from the master as possible?

But now it's different, not to mention that the master's temperament has been calm, with the style of a generation of Ming Jun, just like this, it is unmatched, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, nose like gall, those princes and ministers' daughters, which one sees the master is not ashamed to become a flower?

Back then, they avoided their masters, but now, they are eager to see their masters, and when they see their masters, they can't leave them.

Xiaofuzi believes that if Miss Lu sees her current master, she will never say goodbye again.

He was grinding at the desk, thinking crankily, even if he was nosy and guessed the wrong master's mind, then Miss Lu should take a look at the current master, let her understand that she did wrong, the most unfortunate, and she should regret it, she hurt the master back then.

"Master...... That ......" Xiao Fuzi hesitated how to speak: "A ...... today"

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Duan Yi frowned slightly, put the processed piece aside, spread out another copy and looked at it carefully, and put pen to paper for review.

Seeing him frowning, Xiao Fuzi turned his heart sideways, closed his eyes and finished what he wanted to say: "The slave heard that Miss Lu has returned home today, that is...... It's Young Master Lu's smart daughter-in-law, Miss Lu Zhilu! ā€

After Xiaofuzi finished speaking, he waited for Duan Yi to speak in fear, but after waiting for a long time, it was silent.

He cautiously opened his eyes and looked at Duan Yi to the side, only to see that he lowered his head and lowered his eyes as usual, but the pen that was originally writing stopped in mid-air, and a drop of ink slipped down the tip of the pen, slowly soaking into the music and turning into dry ink stains.

Xiao Fuzi was shocked and wanted to remind him, but he looked at Duan Yi's resolute side face, his pursed lips, and swallowed the words in his mouth.

There was silence in the study, Duan Yi seemed to be frozen and didn't move, Xiao Fuzi stood and watched, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

After all, he still underestimated ......

After a moment of stiffness, Duan Yi finally moved, he slowly lowered his head and raised his pen, and began to annotate on the music again, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his voice was clear, without the slightest ups and downs, and there was no joy or anger: "A young master's daughter, it is also worth mentioning to the palace?" ā€

Xiao Fuzi was stunned when he heard this, and then bowed his head: "The slave has a lot of mouths." ā€

Duan Yi hummed lightly, then stopped speaking, and concentrated on handling affairs again.

Seeing him like this, Xiao Fuzi didn't dare to say the first half of the sentence again, and only concentrated on studying the ink.

As usual, Duan Yi stopped after processing the recital, and never asked the first half of the sentence again.

Xiao Fuzi sighed, blew out the lamp in the hall, and slowly retreated.

The door of the hall closed gently, and the moonlight outside spilled in through the window, and Duan Yi, who was originally lying on the bed with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes again.

He silently looked out the window, looking at the bright moon in the treetops, and after a long time, he suddenly got up, picked up a coat and put it on casually, and disappeared into the hall silently.