"Is it because she doesn't want to leave their house?"

Luo Jiuyuan said directly without guessing.

"Your Excellency is right, and that's true."

Some time ago, I asked Xiao Tang if she would like to marry him, and he would definitely take care of her for the rest of her life.

Xiao Tang was very happy when he heard this, but in the end, he shook his head and said that he didn't want to.

The reason is that if she really marries, there will be no way to serve their young lady.

She has a very good relationship with Yu Zhaohua, if she is asked to marry at this time, and then leave Yu Zhaohua, she will never be able to do it.

Chop Mian also understood Xiao Tang's friendship with Yu Zhaohua, so although she was still a little jealous in her heart, she still promised her that she would not leave Yu Zhaohua until Yu Zhaohua had a good life.

"In that case, change the medicine to prescribe the right medicine - you went to find Xiao Tang today, but told her that there would be a woman in the priest's mansion in the future?"

He didn't dare to lie, and immediately admitted: "My lord, my subordinates said it, if I didn't say it, Miss Yu wouldn't know, so I ......"

"No need to explain, no one blames you here. Push me back to my study. ”

As the sun grew bigger, Luo Jiuyuan simply went back to the study, sat in front of the desk, and picked up a scripture book to read.

And Yu Zhaohua, who was far away in Xiao Yaxuan, was embroidering a purse in the room.

This purse is lake green, embroidered with lotus flowers and fish, which is the pattern between the lotus leaves of the fish play.

However, Yu Zhaohua's embroidery technique is like asking Wang Ergou, who sells pork in the village, to write a pair of cursive on the spot, which is jaw-dropping and dare not speak.

The reason why he could barely see the pattern was because Yu Zhaohua took Su Xin's half-embroidered purse and processed it himself.

"Hey, I'm too violent." Yu Zhaohua looked at the miserable purse in his hand and said with emotion.

Xiao Tang stood behind Yu Zhaohua, looked at the purse, and asked very puzzled: "If Miss wants a purse, just take Su Xin's one over - originally we also made it for Miss, why did Miss take it herself this time, dare Miss want to learn embroidery?" ”

"No, don't, I don't want to. The reason why I took it over and reprocessed it myself is because I want people to see that I did it - Su Xin and your embroidery skills are so good, if I take your ones directly, won't it be exposed? ”

I see! Xiao Tang suddenly realized, but soon became puzzled: "However, who does the young lady also want to show this purse?" ”

When Yu Zhaohua heard this question, she rarely kept her mouth shut.

Su Xin stood aside and smiled: "Miss, why don't you let the slave guess?" Did this purse be given to the priests?

I heard Xiao Tang say that the folding fan in the priest's hand was also given by the young lady, and now he is giving a purse, if the priest receives it, how can he not know that the young lady cares about him? ”

Xiao Tang's eyes lit up: "Miss, are you really going to give this purse to the priest?" ”

Yu Zhaohua stood up and sighed helplessly: "You two hurry up and go your own way, you always chase me and ask what these things are for?" ”

"Miss, didn't the slave think that you would go to the priest earlier? If she had gone earlier, perhaps the woman would not have needed to enter the priest's house. ”

Yu Zhaohua didn't speak: she would indeed go to the Priest's Mansion to find Luo Jiuyuan, but the ultimate goal was not to prevent the woman from entering the Priest's Mansion.

Perhaps there was a better solution, she thought.

Su Xin Xiaotang thought that Yu Zhaohua was shy, so she secretly lowered her head and pursed her lips and smiled, glanced at someone, and walked out together.

Yu Zhaohua was the only one left in the room, she sat down, looking at the ugly-looking purse on the table, which was ruined by her, without a smile on her face.

Maybe there are things like this purse - it was originally very beautiful, but after passing through the hands of others, it becomes extremely ugly, and it is impossible to hold it at all.

Yu Zhaohua blinked his eyes and picked up the purse again: Forget it, there are some things that you shouldn't think about and don't think about it, so as not to add trouble to yourself.

It's better to finish this purse as soon as possible, but the things that should be over should be finished as soon as possible, so that it is a good thing for her, Luo Jiuyuan, or the woman who has not yet met.

Yu Zhaohua really doesn't know how to do any needlework, and the only thing she has is that Xiao Tang taught her.

The silver needle passed through the purse, and from time to time it would pierce the fingertips, Yu Zhaohua frowned in pain, but it was not like before, he kept chattering, and he continued to endure it.

Finally at sunset, Yu Zhaohua put down the needle and thread in his hand, looking at the ugly purse in his hand, Yu Zhaohua originally wanted to laugh, but he didn't laugh at all.

At night, Yu Zhaohua put his purse under his pillow, walked to the desk, and bit the pen.

Xiao Tang was grinding ink for Yu Zhaohua on the side, seeing Yu Zhaohua's absent-minded and sad face, he couldn't help but wonder: "What is Miss thinking?" Is it to whom is the letter to be written? ”

"Yes."

Yu Zhaohua nodded and replied.

"Who is Miss going to write to?"

Although he asked so, Xiao Tang was already screaming silently in his heart: This must have been written for the priest, right? Isn't this a love letter?

The priest must have been very moved when he saw this letter, and no matter where she came from, the priest would not have taken a second look, and in his heart there was only one young lady in our family.

Before Xiao Tang Xiaocheng was happy, Yu Zhaohua replied: "It's a letter to Lou Yan." ”

He has been running outside for her for so long, although he has occasionally written letters, but it has always been a few words, and he must be very busy, so he has no time at all.

Yu Zhaohua didn't pay attention to it before: she always thought that it was still early and everything could be done slowly, but now she knows that life is often like this that catches people off guard.

I originally thought it was a sunny day, but it is said that it rained heavily as soon as I went out, and I was drenched in a soup chicken, and it was too late to regret it.

"Why does Miss want to write a letter to Lou Gongzi?"

"In order not to turn yourself into a soup chicken." Yu Zhaohua held his cheeks and said leisurely.

She thinks that she is still a smart person, although she can't predict the future, but at least she knows how to make amends, and she shouldn't have a hard time in the future.

Xiao Tang didn't understand what Yu Zhaohua meant at all.

"Okay, it's not too early, you can rest early, I'll have something to do with you tomorrow."

"Is it okay for Miss to be alone?"