Cotton is relatively simple-minded, and he often classifies his words and deeds that he really can't understand as "sick".

Yes, he felt that Zhu Youzhu was probably sick in the brain.

"Third sister, let's go back." Zhang Qiuchi whispered to Zhang Meishou.

He didn't want his sister to stay here for long.

Zhang Meishou's purpose for coming this time has been achieved, so he can't wait to leave quickly, so he nodded immediately.

She sat into the carriage without looking back, and as soon as the curtain was lowered, she let out a long breath.

This kind of feeling that everyone is reborn, but the other party is in the light and in the dark, is really exciting!

She knew that Zhu Youzhu was reborn, but she didn't want him to know that he was reborn - aside from the possible drawbacks after exposure, everyone has their own secrets that they want to keep, and the matter of rebirth, not only Zhu Youjiao, but she will not talk about it to anyone.

Zhu Youzhu looked at the carriage that slowly drove out of sight, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

The little girl who had asked him "Who is Your Excellency" the last time we met, apparently recognized him as the person who saved her in the meditation room that day.

But this time they met, not only did she not ask more, nor did she reciprocate, but she also made a silent defensive appearance, why is this?

Without much thought, you can guess that it must be his companion who has revealed his identity - this frightened the little girl who had not seen the world yet.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince silently made a note for Wang Shouren in his heart.

"Childe."

Huai En stepped forward and said cautiously: "It's not early, so the son should go back quickly-the old slave is fortunate to have the son remembered, and he is grateful." However, the identity of the son is special, and the old slave is a guilty person, so as not to be targeted by people with a heart, so as to make a fuss, it is better for the son to come here less in the future. ”

The words were very thoughtful and posted.

Ran Zhu expected that he would have a later conversation.

Sure enough, I heard Huai En say next: "Even if the old slave often suffers from low back pain, and he is often dizzy and chest tightness when the weather is hot, but these can be solved by spending some silver and catching some medicine, and there is really no need for the son to take the risk to come and explore......"

Zhu Youran nodded.

Qing Yu, the attendant beside him, frowned repeatedly.

If you are sick, you can grab medicine, and you have to mention why spend some money?

What is this for, for fear that others will not understand that he needs silver? target

If His Royal Highness doesn't understand the words anymore, I'm afraid that words like "shy in the bag" will jump out of Huaigong's mouth again, right?

After all, he was also a eunuch who was the master of ceremonies and the eunuch who held the seal, how could he make these small tricks that couldn't be put on the table to coax His Royal Highness's money?

Qing Yu was slandered in his heart, but under Zhu Youzhang's instructions, he could only take the money bag out.

Wynne said, "I can't help it, the old slave can ask for the son's silver", "Although the old slave is facing the dilemma of starvation, he must not let the son help...... and other decent words, but on the other hand, he tightly held the hand that Qing Yu handed over the money bag, and refused to let go.

Qing Yu had the heart to compete with him, but in the end, he was defeated by his strength and ended up in defeat - and he only scolded in his heart: What is wrong with this strength, but pretending to be sympathetic to the old, weak, sick and disabled, the degree of shamelessness is already outrageous.

God knows, why did the master let him recognize such a shameless person as his father-in-law, this is simply a shame for his life!

……

In the scorching summer, even the night is rarely cool, the cicadas chirp slightly, and more of them are mosquito nuisances.

On the bank of the Xicao River outside Yongfang, Zhang Meishou and Canglu Wang Shouren were guarding by a pavilion.

Because of Wang Shouren's so-called proposal to hide people's eyes, they didn't dare to light the lamp, but only hid in the dark.

On the side, Ah Li and two little guys were fighting mosquitoes in the dark.

Zhang Meishou stared nervously in the direction of Zhang's house in Yongfang, estimating the hour in his heart.

She had secretly instructed Cotton to squat near Zhang Qiuchi's courtyard and keep an eye on the movements.

Cotton is light and alert, and it will inevitably not travel to the pool.

She thought that if there was really a suspicious person, it would be best for Cotton to take the person down in one fell swoop, and if there were other circumstances, such as Zhang Qiuchi sleepwalking, there was Cotton who followed him all the way here, and it could also be safe.

The guess of sleepwalking was just figured out by Canglu.

But Zhang Meishou and Wang Shouren both felt that this possibility was extremely low.

Time passed little by little, and the mosquito fighter had already slept against the pavilion pillar.

Wang Shouren couldn't help but yawn.

"Could it be that we are overthinking? It's just a dream, how can it be taken seriously? Canglu finally couldn't help but propose: "Why don't we go back to sleep?" ”

Zhang Meishou scratched the mosquito-bitten bag on his face, and said stubbornly: "I want to wait a little longer." ”

She was sure that she hadn't misremembered the time, and Zhang Qiuchi was definitely the one who happened tonight.

Wang Shouren shook his head, tried to sober himself up, and insisted: "Since you are here, of course you have to wait until the end, this is a major matter of human life." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but yawn a long and tactful wayn.

"Then you will guard first."

Canglu stood up, patted his little boy on the shoulder, and woke the person up.

In the dark, his movements are much more sensitive than normal.

Zhang Meishou thought he was going back to sleep, so he only nodded, but after a stick of incense, he quietly turned back again.

This time, he ordered someone to bring a small pestle, bringing tea, melon seeds, snacks, and some small oranges.

"Eat and drink well, don't be afraid of sleepiness." Canglu whispered.

"Bring me a jug of water, I'm dying of thirst." Wang Shouren hurriedly beckoned.

Zhang Meishou: "......Isn't it really too unserious to do this?"

If she could light the lamp, she thought Ah Lu would even bring the leaf cards with her......

When she was thinking like this, she heard Canglu say again: "I also brought a mat and a blanket, if Zhen Zhen is sleepy, just lie down for a while, we can take turns to sleep-"

Zhang Meishou was completely convinced.

Wang Shouren, who kept shouting that his life was at stake, lay down on the mat first.

But instead of sleeping, he pointed to the stars in the sky and said some connections between numerology.

The stars are bright and dense in the summer night, hanging above the dark night, lowering the sky a few points, as if you can touch the moon and pick up the stars with your hand.

Zhang Meishou looked up, and felt that he had not seen such a beautiful night sky for many years.

"What do stars look like?" Canglu asked on the side.

Zhang Meishou looked at him when he heard this.

In the night, she saw a pair of extremely beautiful eyes reflecting Ye Ye's starlight.

"It's like your eyes." She said.

Canglu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"That must not be as good as half of Zhen Zhen's eyes."

Zhang Meishou couldn't help laughing, but his heart was inexplicably astringent.

However, I feel that my heart is full of strength.

Ah Lu, what the stars look like, I will let you see it with your own eyes, definitely.

She promised in her heart.

While a few people were whispering, Canglu suddenly heard a sound of footsteps coming into his ears from far and near.

……