Zhao Zhixun's eyes were half-shining, "That master has approved the official document for so long, and I haven't seen you make a cup of tea?" The anger in her eyes made him dissatisfied.

Half an hour later, he finally understood why Chu Wunian didn't make him tea, it wasn't that she didn't want to, it was that she wouldn't at all!

"In the palace, slaves and maids have always only bent down to wipe the floor and pour swill, and have never made tea." She stood on the edge of the tea table, looking at the mess of tea leaves and cups on it.

The best Taihu Biluochun was ruined by her like this.

In less than a cup of tea, Mama Wang came over and took Chu Wunian out, the first thing she did was to teach her to make tea, and also taught her to arrange flowers with incense.

So three days later, when Song Chengyu and Shen Weizhi came to the Qilin Courtyard, they saw an attendant kneeling on the mat, and the mother made tea for Zhao Zhixun in a girlish manner.

"Where's the slave girl in the Hidden Court?"

Song Chengyu went up and asked him, the unattainable Prince Xun has a good skin and a good ability to plan for the government and the opposition, but he has never been close to women, so they came up with such a way to fix him, and they want to stuff a personal servant girl next to him.

"Whoa."

Zhao Zhixun took a shallow sip of the fragrant tea in his hand, and raised his eyebrows to look at Chu Wunian who was kneeling in front of him.

Staring at Chu Wunian, who was dressed as an attendant, for a long time, Song Chengyu and Shen Weizhi saw that it was her.

Shen Weizhi was okay, picked up his robe and sat on the cushion.

But Song Chengyu was in a daze, he stretched out his hand, and was about to touch Chu Wunian's white and tender chin, but she frowned and avoided it.

Zhao Zhixun's ink eyes fell on his hand that was in mid-air, and he basked lightly.

He coughed uncomfortably, "This slave girl has very white skin. ”

"Like?" A hint of banter flashed on Zhao Zhixun's beautiful skin.

Song Chengyu nodded shamelessly.

Zhao Zhixun snorted lightly, his face full of arrogance, "I haven't touched any kind of beauty you have, and I still think about this maid, she is the master's person." ”

“......”

Song Chengyu pursed his lips, he just felt that she was fair-skinned, he had never had any resistance to a pure and immaculate woman, and the person in front of him was like a calf.

Chu Wunian, who bowed his head to make tea, was red at the root of his ears for no reason, these nobles really don't shy away from talking about beauty, they must not know how many boudoir women they have played.

"Miss Su has been very close to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince recently, Zhenglang, the news you released is still useful, Su Xianqing, the old fox, can't wait anymore." In the end, it was Shen Weizhi who broke the atmosphere filled with gunpowder at this moment.

Zhenglang is the word of Zhao Zhixun.

"Wait, at Your Majesty's birthday banquet, there will always be a good gong to beat." Zhao Zhixun lifted the tea lid in his hand and flicked the tea in the cup.

"Miss Su is also a beautiful embryo, it is in vain that the second prince treats her sincerely, but she insists on sticking it to His Royal Highness the Prince."

Song Chengyu's words were full of regret.

Chu Wunian's hand holding the teapot trembled slightly.

"Oh, tell me about you, you don't know how to care for people at all." Song Chengyu thought that Chu Wunian was tired from holding the teapot for too long, so he hurriedly accused Zhao Zhixun, and turned to look at her distressedly, "This tea is enough, you don't need to make it, you can rest for a while." ”

Zhao Zhixun and Shen Weizhi both rolled their eyes at him.

"Gongzi Xie." Chu Wunian lowered his eyes and bowed his head towards him.

It was this jaw that made Song Chengyu plead with Zhao Zhixun before leaving the Qilin Courtyard: "Zhenglang, you said that you don't like to have a maid by your side, so it's better to give this maid to me." ”

“......”

Shen Weizhi rolled his eyes at him again.

Zhao Zhixun raised his eyebrows, and only replied with one word, "Get out." ”

Shen Weizhi hurriedly covered his mouth and dragged him down.

It was getting late, Yutang came back from Ruyi Zhai with Poria cake, Zhao Zhixun stood up and walked towards Shou'an Hall, without letting Chu Wunian follow.

She stood under the porch and watched him step out of the crescent-shaped arch. The one who lives in Shou'an Hall is the old lady Xiao in the house, and Zhao Zhixun has to go there every day to ask for peace.

As usual, when Xiao saw him, he reached out and touched his forehead, with a big smile on his face, and said to him, "Yin'er hasn't been here for a few days. ”