Jiang Yaohu knocked on the door suspiciously, "Childe, the slave is here to deliver tea!" ”

"Come in!" The speaker's voice was deep, as if he was displeased to be disturbed.

Jiang Yao pushed open the door and came in with a teapot.

Du Yu raised his head slightly, and when he saw that it was Jiang Yao, his surprise was beyond words.

Jiang Yao wrinkled her eyebrows, why was she sitting at the desk slightly and writing, while Gongzi was standing aside with his hands in his hands?

Jiang Yao stretched her neck to look, and Du Yuwei wrote it as if it was a family letter.

Seeing his appearance, King Xiangjun frowned and said, "Miss Du wrote a letter, and you can find someone to send it to the mansion of Lord Du, the right attendant of the Ministry of Rites, in a while." ”

Jiang Yao nodded in response, the right waiter of the Ministry of Rites is Du Yuwei's uncle, and since Du Yuwei has entered Beijing, he naturally wants to live in his own house.

King Xiangjun continued, "Go and prepare a good guest room again, give Miss Du a rest, what is missing, take this token to the mansion to get it!" ”

As he spoke, King Xiangjun opened the drawer, took a token and handed it over.

Jiang Yao stretched out her hand to take it, her heart was a little sour, Rao is the other party is her best friend, but she lives in a cold room that can freeze to death, but she lives in a good guest room, this world is different, she is also a little lost in her heart.

Jiang Yao took the token, and the king of Xiangjun freed his hand to close the drawer, and at this time, Du Yu frowned slightly and said, "This purse, why is it here?" ”

The two looked at her gaze, and King Xiangjun frowned and said, "This purse girl knows?" ”

Du Yu Weiyu took the purse and looked at it carefully, "This purse was embroidered by me, how could it be here with Gongzi?" ”

Saying that, her puzzled gaze swept over King Xiangjun and fell on Jiang Yao, yes, Yao'er is here, she gave this purse to Yao'er, and it is not strange to appear here.

After figuring it out, she was not entangled, but the one who was entangled became the king of Xiangjun, and he wondered, "This purse belongs to the girl?" ”

Du Yu glanced at Jiang Yao, saw that he nodded, and said, "Yes!" ”

King Xiangjun took the purse and held it in his hand, he thought it belonged to Asu......

When he woke up in the thatched hut in the mountains that day, he had also smelled the fragrance in the crook of his arm, but he didn't want to be Miss Du's......

Come to think of it, Aso can't even afford to wear clothes, how can there be such fabrics and embroiderers' purses?

Du Yu's eyes rolled slightly, how could it seem that Meng Gongzi didn't know that this purse belonged to Yao'er?

Seeing the doubts on his face, Du Yu smiled and said, "I remember that when this purse was lost, there were still some broken silver in it...... About ten taels ......"

King Xiangjun retracted his gaze, hummed softly, and handed the slightly folded letter to Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao took the letter and went out, not knowing whether she was more disappointed or didn't care more.

Anyway, when the letter was sent to the porter, she went to set up the room, and never went to the study again.

The little guy on the side broke his mouth and said, "I heard that Gongzi was injured some time ago, and it was Miss Du who rescued Gongzi in the mountains, and Gongzi looked for many days to find it!" ”

It turned out that he sent someone to guard the hut, not to arrest her, but to find a life-saving benefactor. Wouldn't it be more convenient to enter the house as his savior?

"I also heard that Gongzi was with this Du girl, and he didn't have a rash, don't you say it's strange?"

Jiang Yao lowered her eyelashes slightly, and her heart was not strange at all, it was she who gave her son anti-allergy medicine in advance!

Another servant said, "I see, we will soon have a mistress in our house!" ”

Jiang Yao's heart was stabbed suddenly, and she turned her head over and scolded, "Broken mouth!" Get to work! ”

A few little guys cleaned up silently, Jiang Yao was unhappy, so she didn't look at it, and went out to blow the wind.

Who said that where there are women, there is struggle? Obviously, the little guy in this house has not stopped!

Xu is her careful eyes, in this life, she is no longer the daughter of Wenchang Bofu, and she is even more different from the king of Xiangjun, what is there to sour in her heart?

But recalling the tragic death in her previous life, she couldn't help but worry, what if she followed in her footsteps?

After lunch, Jiang Yao took Du Yuwei to the guest room to rest, the guest room was really well furnished, and the warm pavement came as soon as he entered the door, which was good

The smoke is as thin as a cicada's wings, as light as flying smoke hanging in layers of the house, Jiang Yao's heart is sour again, these little guys are really the future hostess's house is arranged, and all the good things in the house have been moved.

How did she know, it was because there was finally a woman living in the house, and those unseasonal precious light yarns finally came in handy, so they all moved here, hanging on the side of the bed, hanging in front of the window, unable to cover the wind or rain, but unusually fine and soft.

Du Yuwei sent Yueqi to guard outside the door, and then took Jiang Yao's hand and said, "Yao'er? What the hell is going on? How could the purse be in the hands of Dream Boy? ”

Jiang Yao carefully talked about the incident on the mountain that night, thinking that King Xiangjun didn't know that she had slept in his arms all night, so he consciously skipped this paragraph.

Du Yu nodded slightly, a little uncertain and asked, "Then you gave me such a big credit?" ”

Jiang Yao nodded affirmatively.

Fu held Du Yuwei's shoulder again, and said bitterly, "Son, he has an old illness and is not a good person, Weiwei, you must not ......"

Before he finished speaking, Du Yu sneered slightly, "Yao'er! What are you talking about! ”

Jiang Yao was silent, when she was in Lotus Village, Du Yuwei had a sweetheart, and the look in Shicai's eyes must have been misunderstood!

Du Yuwei's heart was pounding, she said no, but she was very honest in her heart, she came to Kyoto to find him, and now she finally found it, even if it is an old disease?

"That'...... What old ailments does Dream Boy have? Du Yuwei pretended not to care and asked.

Jiang Yao shook his head and said, "I don't know, I vomit blood from time to time, if it can be cured, so many imperial doctors in Kyoto would have been cured a long time ago!" ”

"What herbs are missing?" Du Yu guessed and said, "Yao'er, you are serving Menggongzi closely, you will definitely be able to inquire clearly, let's find a way together!" ”

Du Yu held Jiang Yao's hand slightly, with a sincere expression.

Jiang Yao lowered her eyes, her eyes fell on the hands of the two of them, her heart was mixed, she slowed down for a long time before asking tentatively, "Weiwei, your sweetheart won't be the son, right?" ”

Du Yu slammed her hand away, and said with a red face, "Yao'er, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being heard!" ”

Jiang Yao seemed to be determined, "Have you ever thought about Weiwei, maybe he already has a sweetheart, or maybe his family affairs are in charge of His Majesty?" ”

Du Yuwei looked lost, turned his back and said in a deep voice, "Don't say it again!" ”

How could she not know that His Majesty would be in charge of his family affairs? But what can she do if she can't control her heart?