Morning fog is common in June in Zhaoyi, and anyone who has lived here for a long time knows that when this mist is dried by the sun, the weather will be mercilessly hot.

It's been another morning, and it's been a hot day.

The Zhiyong Mansion did not use ice to cool down until July, and in June only freshly drawn well water was used, and the well water in the early morning was so cold that people could not help but shiver when they put their hands in.

The maid spring warbler held a plate of freshly picked melons and fruits, ready to be spewed up with cold water, which can not only keep the melons and fruits fresh, but also make the taste cool, which is a good way to eat in the summer.

"Sister Chunying, let it go! I got it. Chun Rong stopped her behind her, stepped forward in a few steps, poured water into the crystal jar, and carefully put the melons and fruits in.

Chunying looked at her from the side and said, "You are too diligent, who can't do such a little work?" ”

Chunrong turned around and said with a smile: "I thought that these few days were my sister's little days, and I couldn't lift heavy objects or touch cold water, so I rushed to do this work, and it was just a convenient thing, so why let you suffer." ”

Chunying listened to Chunrong's words and was shocked.

These days, she has something on her mind, and she actually ignores it.

The monthly letter that was originally very punctual did not come this month, and if you do the math, it has been almost half a month!

Chunying secretly screamed in her heart, in those days when Mrs. Tai and Mrs. took the young masters and ladies to the Grange for summer vacation, the lord took the opportunity to take a nap and steal joy with her almost every day, and now there is no monthly letter, does it mean that he has it?

Chunying was anxious, but she didn't dare to say it.

Originally, the master promised him that he would tell his wife as soon as possible, but it dragged on for a month or two like this.

But if you are really happy, this matter cannot be delayed any longer.

Taking advantage of the fact that Mrs. Xianhuai nodded and agreed, she would not be ashamed, otherwise she would inevitably be pointed at if she had a big belly, and even Mrs. might be annoyed and unwilling to agree.

Panicked and had nowhere to rely on, Chunying told a few little girls, telling them not to be greedy for fun, and to listen to what Mrs. had to say, and he walked out of Bao's courtyard and went to Songfeng Xuan and Yan Xizhai where Wei Zongyong usually stayed.

However, Wei Zongyong was not there.

"Sister is looking for the master, is the lady any orders?" The little servants who sprinkled the sweep asked: "The master hasn't been here recently, I think it's because of the lot of entertainment outside." ”

Chunying didn't bother to talk to them more, she secretly scolded herself for being really confused, how could Wei Zongyong be at home at this time! At least come back at lunchtime.

In fact, Wei Zongyong has been drunk in the gentle countryside for many days, and he is completely homesick, where can he still think of the spring warbler?

With Wei Zongyong's identity and age, it is not good to fool around in the Goolan Garden, not to mention that his boss and colleagues are not used to it, and even the Bao family can't tolerate him like this.

Now he did not return to the house until it was dark, and returned to the little mansion in the morning.

This is now Wei Zongyong's outer house, and it is an official who has been released to honor him.

In addition to the courtyard of this house, there is also a little lady named Susu, who has a soft voice of Wu Nong and a five-foot delicate body, which fascinates Wei Zongyong to death, and I can't wait to give her her life.

After going down to the court today, Wei Zongyong sent the little servant Changrong back to his house, only saying that he was handling official business in the yamen of the criminal department.

In fact, he went straight to the outer house, and as soon as he got off the horse, the mother-in-law guarding the door hurriedly opened the door and said, "The master is back!" The girl just got up and was getting dressed! ”

Wei Zongyong entered the door, and two little girls came out to greet him. Crispy sat in front of the dressing table, didn't turn his head, just looked at the mirror and said, "Please be safe." ”

Wei Zongyong saw that her long hair was on the ground, and Furong was lazy, wearing only a nightgown with ice patterns, a thin layer of almost transparent, and the big red pajama pants and pink belly pocket shadows in it came through, hooking Wei Zongyong's heart like a cat.

Although there are also wives and concubines in the family, how can there be such a style?

"My little dear, you don't have to make up, you can have a good time with the master first." Wei Zongyong stepped forward to hug the crispy, and the two little girls hurriedly went out.

The spring warbler was depressed, Bao sent her to get the tricks, she walked slowly, one step at a time.

The master hasn't come back yet, and she's going crazy.

Wei Chang'an was very unhappy with this journey.

His father often inquired about his schoolwork, so that he had to pretend to practice reading every day.

His mother worshipped several famous teachers for him, but in fact, they were all nominal disciples, and he went to listen to the lectures several times a month, just to make more contacts, which was very indiscriminate.

Although he is not a weapon, the Bao family is very strict with him, and he is never allowed to go out and hang out at will. I'm afraid that he will learn badly and do some things like sleeping flowers and willows.

But Wei Changan is eighteen years old and is very interested in that little thing between men and women.

His mother was so strict that he could only attack the girls in the family, but he was limited to touching and rubbing, and he couldn't really do anything. Because those girls are all ghosts, they know that following them now is tantamount to playing for nothing.

He can't look down on those maids who are greedy for small gains and are willing to let themselves play.

What made him most angry was the girl Chunying, who had already been fooled by herself, who wanted to somehow, suddenly became serious again.

I didn't let me touch it, and I didn't let me hug it, which made Wei Changan very depressed.

But the more Chunying avoided him, the more Wei Changan missed her. Every time I see the spring warbler, I think she is more enchanting and moving.

Wei Chang'an felt like a hungry rat was haunting him, gnawing at his heart day and night, tormenting him to death.

On this day, he wandered around the house with nothing to do, and happened to see Chunying walking alone not far away.

He was overjoyed, and while calling the little maid Duolu to cool off, he quickly ran over and grabbed the spring warbler and dragged him to a secluded place.

Chunying was startled, and after seeing that the person who pulled her was Chang'an, she hurriedly said: "The eldest young master, let go quickly, it's not good for people to see it." ”

Wei Changan only thought she was shy, and didn't let go, but just coaxed: "Good Chunying, you come with me, I have a few important words to tell you." ”

Chunying just didn't follow, and between the pulling, Aunt Mei walked over with the little girl, and Chunying ran away.

Wei Changan was a little embarrassed standing there, anyway, Aunt Mei was also his elder.

Aunt Mei walked up to her and smiled indifferently: "When the master grows up, there should be two flat-headed girls in the room to serve, and the spring warbler is really, isn't she allowed to touch the master with a girl?" ”

Wei Changan didn't expect Aunt Mei to say to herself, and she was really unhappy in her heart, so she said casually: "This girl is fake and serious, I won't pick her skin one day!" ”

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "How does the eldest young master know the thoughts of these people, this spring warbler doesn't have a good little girl, and wants to be a husband and wife." Relying on his wife's affection, she got more dowry and lived a nourishing life. Don't look at this spring warbler's usual soft and soft, in fact, the scheming is the heaviest, turning you around, and turning back is fake and serious. ”