Zhao Kuo was really a little angry.

He really didn't understand what his mother Yan was thinking about all day long, how could she think that there was something wrong with him.

Taking a breath and suppressing the annoyance in his heart, Zhao Kuo's tone was stiff: "Uncle Zhao, what are you talking nonsense?" ”

Trembling all over, Steward Zhao shrank his neck back in fear.

Although Zhao Kuo is old-fashioned, he has a good temper and rarely gets angry or loses his temper.

It's just that once he gets angry, Steward Zhao is really afraid.

Steady down, Steward Zhao pulled the corners of his mouth almost flatteringly.

"General, don't be angry, Madame, she also cares about you. She was afraid that if she asked herself, you would be embarrassed to answer, so she politely asked the old slave to ask. ”

"After all, the general and I are both men. There are some things that can only be communicated and understood between men and men. ”

Zhao Kuo was so angry that the top of his head was about to smoke.

Men and men can communicate?

He was really curious, how did his mother communicate with Steward Zhao about this so-called matter between men?

The most terrible thing is that whether it is his mother or Steward Zhao, these two are the closest people to him, and he can't be angry with them, let alone angry with them.

After calming down his breath for a while, Zhao Kuo squeezed out a few words: "Tell my mother, I'm very good, let her worry less about these things." ”

"Yes, yes, the old slave must tell the truth."

Steward Zhao was as good as a stream, and then changed his words.

"General, Madame has let you go to her room when you are free, she has something important to discuss with you."

Zhao Kuo frowned, "What's the matter?" ”

Smiling at him, Steward Zhao said, "It's your marriage to Miss Jinyu." Madame knows what happened last night. ”

"Madame said, since you like Miss Jinyu, we should prepare a generous gift, go to Qiao's house as soon as possible, and give the marriage as soon as possible, so as not to be preempted by others."

Zhao Kuo was stunned, and then nodded.

"Uncle Zhao, you go and reply to my mother first, and say that I will go over immediately."

"Okay, the old slave will retire first."

Out of Zhao Kuo's study, Steward Zhao raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead, sighing in his heart.

It scared him into sweating, but fortunately he was clever and fooled things over. If this were someone else, I don't know what would happen.

After Steward Zhao left, Zhao Kuo sat for a while, then got up and left the study and went to the courtyard next door.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the small courtyard, he happened to meet Qiao Jinyu who came back from washing, and he couldn't help but stop and wait for her in front of the stone arch.

Qiao Jinyu was walking slowly with a basin in her arms, thinking about last night's events in her mind, and smiling silly.

She regretted it a little, she should have drunk less, so that she wouldn't fall asleep drunk, and she could tease him more when Zhao Kuo carried her back to the room, and take advantage of him more.

With Zhao Kuo's restrained and serious temperament, such a rare opportunity was missed, and it will not be easy to blatantly take advantage of him in the future.

Walking and walking, she found that there seemed to be someone at the gate of the courtyard, Qiao Jinyu was stunned, and when she looked up, she saw Zhao Kuoqi's long figure standing there, her dark eyes locked on her intently.

Was he waiting for her?

Suspicious, Qiao Jinyu quickly changed into a shy expression, came to Zhao Kuo with a twist, lowered his head and called coquettishly: "General......"

Zhao Kuo's eyes darkened.

Very good, it seems that he still remembers what happened after he was drunk last night, and he doesn't need to ask her if she remembers what he said.

"It's windy outside, you go back to your room first, I'll come back to you later." Zhao Kuo's tone was soft.

Qiao Jinyu kicked the green bricks under her feet and nodded obediently. "Hmm."