"The young master has something to do with me?" Mu Yunhan frowned, he had been waiting for her like this, what was the matter.

Gu Fenglin nodded, his eyes swept over her chest, pointed to the room, and asked her inquiringly if she could enter.

It stands to reason that she is unmarried, he is unmarried, a lonely man and a widow, and it is late at night, of course it is not good to let him in.

However, she is his maid and often spends time alone.

Mu Pozi also said so in public, everyone had already regarded her and Gu Fenglin as a couple, and Mu Yunhan didn't plan to marry again, so she smiled: "Of course you can." ”

Gu Fenglin looked at the room quietly.

The earthen walls were not painted with white plaster, and the dark yellow dirt was exposed, and the light did not reflect it, and the whole room looked dull.

The furniture was simple and crude, a small three-foot-wide bed that could only accommodate one person, and a coarse cloth bedding covered with cleanly washed cloth.

It was an old wooden box, locked, and I didn't know what it contained.

A dilapidated table of eight immortals, one leg is lame, and there is a brick underneath, but the table top is covered with a clean and obedient old flower cloth.

A clay pot with wild flowers and branches was placed on the table, and next to it was a rattan box bought from the county town, which was ajar and could be seen with the exquisite tea set inside.

Under an old bronze mirror were two very old books, and next to them were a charcoal strip and a stack of papyrus, on which a few words were written on the top piece of papyrus.

This liveliness diluted the gloom and gloom in the room.

"Young master, please take a seat, I'll pour you water." Mu Yunhan handed over the only stool in the room and walked out quickly to pour water.

Gu Fenglin grabbed her sleeve and said that there was no need for it, let her sit down too, he had something to say.

His expression was very serious, his lips were tightly pursed because of anger, and his eyes were also unusually sharp, Mu Yunhan was inexplicably a little nervous.

She wiped her hands and stood in an orderly manner: "Do you have orders?" ”

Gu Fenglin frowned and was silent for a moment, then picked up the charcoal strip and wrote on the straw paper: "Who told you to do this?" ”

Mu Yunhan smiled: "No one, they want to harm us, I can't sit still." I couldn't beat them for the time being, and I wanted to get a good reputation, so I had to use some extraordinary means. Thank you for helping, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid this matter hasn't been cleared up yet. ”

Gu Fenglin pursed his lips, full of displeasure.

Mu Yunhan bit his lip and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm causing you trouble again, I won't do this again next time." ”

Gu Fenglin sighed and wrote, "Who allows you to hurt your body? ”

Mu Yunhan raised his gaze from the straw paper and then fell on Gu Fenglin's face.

The handsome and beautiful young man sat quietly in the dim light, his expression was cold and unhappy, his eyes were as deep as ink, his slightly thin lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were tightly locked.

It's not happy, but it's true that you don't agree with it.

The corners of Mu Yunhan's lips hooked, and she smiled: "Don't worry, it doesn't hurt much, really, I have my own body." ”

Gu Fenglin wrote stiffly on the paper: "Your body doesn't count if you say it, she is mine!" ”

Because he was in a dumb fire, he used so much force that he broke all the charcoals.

Mu Yunhan was stunned and looked at him in surprise.

What does she call her body doesn't count, she is his?

There is no such reason, right?

Gu Fenglin glanced at her lightly and continued: "You have received five years of wages from my family, and you must work for these five years without injury or pain. ”