Outside the house, Zhihua and Hongshan were still standing there quietly, and when they saw Zhuo Yijia coming out, they stepped forward: "Master/Miss......"

Seeing that the people had come out, the guards outside the house and the old lady all returned to the house again. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info Chun'er followed behind them, and without looking at Zhuo Yijia and his party, they walked into the house.

Watching them walk in, Zhuo Yijia walked down the stairs and turned his head to look at Changyu: "Take us to the house where we will live in the future." ”

Changyu stood aside, listened to Zhuo Yijia's words, and nodded: "Then come with me." "You're welcome, too......

"The palace has a front and back yard, because of the school field, the front yard is much bigger, and the back yard is not small. However, in the past few years, the prince has lived in the front yard, and he said that the sound of fighting in the front yard can make him feel that he is still alive......" While saying, Changyu, who was walking in front, stopped, and turned his head to look at Zhuo Yijia behind him: "You should have lived in the backyard, but since you are in the army, I will arrange it for you in the front yard." It's right next to the prince. ”

Saying that, Changyu stopped, pointed to the room in front of him and said, "This is the room." ”

After the death of the princess in the palace, the prince did not continue the strings, and there were few maids in the palace. The backyard is a backyard business, and the county lord is in charge. In fact, there is nothing to do in the backyard, after all, in a huge palace, there is a female dependant of the county lord.

In the front yard, he is a steward. It was up to him to decide on these arrangements.

Zhuo Yijia stood in front of the house and looked at the small room in front of him. He turned his head to look at the house next to him, where King Huairong lived, and nodded: "Okay, that's it." ”

When Changyu heard this, he stepped forward and opened the door, and because it was going to be cleaned, there was no dust inside. Clean and tidy, just less furnished. There is a table on the outside door, and there is nothing else in the room except a bed, a wardrobe, and a desk case.

Hong Shan walked in after Zhuo Yijia, pouting unconsciously, this arrangement is too simple, Hanqiren......

Zhuo Yijia walked into the house, turned around, and then walked to the bed in the inner room and sat down, looked at it and nodded.

"If you're sure to stay here, I'm going to prepare food for you?" Changyu also followed to the house, but he only stood on the round door between the outside and the inside, and it was difficult to enter more.

After all, it's where my daughter's family lives......

Zhuo Yijia looked at him, couldn't see the expression under the mask, only felt that his voice was a little cold: "Go and prepare a few sets of men's clothes." ”

Changyu pursed his lips, nodded and turned to go out. This is really treating him as a maid.

Watching Changyu walk out of the door, Zhihua walked to the window, opened the window, and looked at the men who were in groups of five or three thick going back and forth outside, frowned slightly, and then closed the window again. Walking to the other side, he propped up another window, but behind the window was a low wall, but there was no one in sight.

"From now on, you can wear men's clothes with me." Zhuo Yijia stood up from the bed as she spoke, and looked at the room carefully.

Wearing men's clothes is not about pretending to be a man, but about convenience. The upper body of men's coarse linen clothes is much more practical than women's skirt shirts. But it would be much more troublesome to let the people in the palace temporarily rush to make clothes and pants suitable for women to wear.

Zhihua propped up the window, walked to Zhuo Yijia's side, and nodded in response. She never cared about what she was wearing.

Hong Shan also turned around and nodded at Zhuo Yijia. Although she also likes to wear beautiful clothes, this time is different from the past, since she followed her master out of the Zhuo family, she never thought that there would be a previous life.

"Yes, there is." Zhuo Yijia said and looked at Hongshan, and then looked at Zhihua: "You two will also change your name in the future." Hong Shan is the piano, and the painting is the painting. When we return to Beijing, we will change back to our original name. ”

No one in the north knows her maids, but after all, they are from the Zhuo family, and there are people here who have never met, Zhuo Ziheng, the eldest lord of the Zhuo family, and Zhuo Yixu, the eldest son of the army. Be careful.

"Back to Beijing? Do we still want to go back to Beijing? Hong Shan looked at Zhuo Yijia, and her eyes began to glow. She thought that after following her master out, the capital would be in her memory, and she didn't want to have a chance to go back......

"Naturally, I want to go back." Zhuo Yijia looked at her: "Qingling, they are all waiting for us in the capital." Remember, in the future, you will be called Siqin, and Zhihua will be called Sihua. In the future, you don't want to call me Miss, follow Zhihua to call me master. ”

Hong Shan nodded kindly: "Okay." Organiser ...... But remember. Knowing the painting, no, no, Si Hua, you have to remember to remind me from time to time. ”

Zhihua on the side nodded: "Well, you have to pay attention to yourself." ”

After explaining, Zhuo Yijia turned to look at the room again, and muttered while looking: "There should be more beds here, and one outside." You two, stay in a room with me from now on. The beds inside and outside alternately slept on each other. "Although there are not many things in the room, it is spacious, and it is more than enough to have a bed next to the main bed.

After all the things were cleaned up, after lunch, and the bed was set up in the house, it was already afternoon.

The dusk in the north is warm, and the dusk of summer and autumn shrouds the entire land of yellow sand in warm yellow clouds, and the sunset is always exceptionally beautiful, dyeing the clouds on the horizon into a glow.

Changyu stood outside the house where Zhuo Yijia lived, raised his voice and said loudly: "Girl, the prince summoned you over!" ”

When Hong Shan in the room heard this, she strode out in a blue-gray dress dressed in coarse linen: "Where are you going?" Is it in the prince's house? ”

"No, it's over there in the martial arts training ground." Changyu looked at the woman in coarse linen in front of her, and her hair was pulled directly behind her head and became a cow: "You...... That's it? ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Yijia came out of it, followed by Zhihua, the two of them were wearing the same blue and gray cloth linen clothes, the clothes were very plain, but the mask on Zhuo Yijia's face was strange and terrifying, with the cold momentum on her body, it was very suitable.

She walked to the bottom of the stairs and glanced at Changyu: "Let's go." The voice was indifferent and cold.

This look is strange and scary...... Changyu shrunk his neck, walked to the front to lead the way, and didn't forget to look at the three people next to him when he passed by. When he took the clothes before, he was still thinking that it was just talking, where would he really wear such bad and ugly clothes and pants. I'm all wearing it now.

Doesn't it mean that women have always loved beauty, and the maids in the backyard of the palace are prettier than them...... Changyu walked in front of the belly.

"By the way, Changyu, that, what are we doing in the martial arts training ground?" Hong Shan walked a little ahead, asking as she went. She and Zhihua had not followed Zhuo Yijia into King Huairong's house before, so naturally they didn't know what they said.

Hongshan followed Changyu and strode with him. This man wears a man's clothes and pants, and he really walks more majesticly.