After Lu Qiao woke up on the second day, he felt as if his brain had exploded, and he was exhausted. With great difficulty, she got out of bed, and pinched her hand twice on her head, thinking that she would never dare to touch a drop of such a thing again in the future.

She turned her head to look out the window and saw that it was already three poles old, and her heart was flustered. He dragged down his clothes and walked to Yu Youwei's room, dressing at the same time.

Lu Qiao panted and walked to the door of Yu Youwei's room, straightened the clothes on his body with his hands, eased his breath, raised his hand to push the door and walked in. As soon as I entered the room, I saw Yu Youwei sitting at the desk with a coat on her body, holding a piece of red paper in her hand. She hurriedly stepped forward, lifted the skirt on her body with her hand, and knelt on the ground with a "plop".

"The slave and maid are sleeping late, please punish the lady."

Yu Youwei saw her action, put down the red paper in her hand, and didn't help her.

"What are you doing? I've told you a few times, now you and I are not the maids and ladies in Nafu, where did you get so much red tape in this view. If you get up quickly, if you don't get up again, my small temple can't afford your big Buddha. You go and see who can stand your kneeling, who you go to, don't break my life here. ”

Seeing that Yu Youwei was annoyed, Lu Qiao hurriedly stood up, hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's the slave and maid who are wrong, don't be angry, don't drive the slave away." The slave and maid really have nowhere else to go except for the lady. You're trying to let your slaves live on the streets. ”

Yu Youwei couldn't bear it when she heard her words, and her anger dissipated instantly. She leaned down and raised her hand to dust the hem of her skirt.

"You remember that in the future, you and I will no longer have a master-servant relationship, so let's be commensurate with the master and apprentice agreed upon yesterday."

Lu Qiao nodded in response, turned around and picked up the basin and went out to fetch a basin of water to clean Yu Youwei's face.

Yu Youwei picked up the towel hanging on the side of the basin, dipped it in some water, and gently wiped it on her face twice, and then let Lu Qiao take it down.

"I wonder what kind of clothes the master wants to wear today?"

"Just that moon-white pleated Ruyi moon dress."

Yu Youwei let Lu Qiao help her put on her dress, and she turned her head sideways to see that the coarse cloth clothes on Lu Qiao's body were no longer the same. He lowered his head and stroked the folds of his clothes and said, "Your clothes don't look good anymore, I still have some old clothes there, you may wear them bigger." Dress up for the first time, and wait for me to have someone call the tailor in the city, and make a few for you in spring, summer, autumn and winter. ”

Lu Qiao didn't dare to say anything to refuse, for fear that Yu Youwei would be annoyed again and drive herself away. The clothes on her body are indeed in tatters, but where does the master have the money to make clothes for herself in her current situation. Thinking about this, Lu Qiao couldn't help but add a little sadness to his face.

Yu Youwei saw the expression on Lu Qiao's face, did not make a sound, and turned her head to pretend that she had not seen it. She walked over to the dresser, unwrapped her dress with her hand, and sat down slowly. Raising her eyes and looking at the person in the mirror at this moment, although the recuperation in the past few days has made her face return to its former brilliance. But she is now over 20 years old, and she is no longer in her prime.

She raised her hand and picked up the comb on the table, combed the green silk scattered on her shoulders, and called Lu Qiao without looking back: "Lu Qiao, you can comb your hair." ”

Lu Qiao stepped forward and responded, "I used to have some." ”

Yu Youwei handed the comb in her hand to Lu Qiao, "Help me comb my hair." ”

Lu Qiao took the comb and stroked Yu Youwei's hair. "Master doesn't know what kind of bun you want?"

"You can wear any bun, whatever you want."

Lu Qiao replied, and the work in his hands was busy.

Yu Youwei just asked her to give it a try at first, but she didn't expect that although this little girl was young, her work was neat. After a while, he combed himself into a neat and tidy bun.

Lu Qiao put down the comb in his hand and asked cautiously, "Master, are you okay with it?" ”

Yu Youwei turned her head to the left to look at it, and turned her head to the right. This skill of combing hair is beyond the reach of even those grandmothers who have stayed in the big family for many years.

"Very good! Wonderful! ”

When Lu Qiao heard this, he lowered his head and smiled shyly. He stepped forward and took out the red gold phoenix tail agate tassel from the jewelry box and gently inserted it into the bun.

"It's the master who is born beautiful, and my clumsy braided bun can be lined beautifully."

Yu Youwei smiled "poof", turned her head and pointed at the green mouth and said, "You, this little mouth looks like it's smeared with honey." ”

Yu Youwei looked in the mirror for a while, suddenly thought of last night's incident, pointed to the desk and said, "Lu Qiao, you go to the table and get the red paper, and then paste it on the wall at the entrance of the view." ”

Lu Qiao walked to the desk and saw the red paper on the table at a glance, but unfortunately she didn't recognize the words on the paper. I wanted to ask, but I opened my mouth, but I didn't open my mouth. I had to take this red paper and walk to the door of the temple and stick it on the wall.

Ever since the red paper was pasted, many men have come to the courtyard every day. Most of them were well-dressed and well-dressed. In the past, such a mermaid Youwei would not look at it with her eyes. Now he drinks and makes fun with them all day long in this courtyard, and flows with them. Lu Qiao had never seen her like this, and she instantly understood what was written on the red paper.

Lu Qiao wanted to talk to Yu Youwei about it several times, but each time Yu Youwei was too busy to talk to her.

The number of guests during the day gradually increased, and the cakes and drinks brought by the courtyard were not available at all. Every evening, when the guests dispersed, Yu Youwei had to tell Lu Qiao to prepare tomorrow's cakes and drinks early.

Every day, just preparing these things, Lu Qiao can't rest until midnight, and he has to greet the guests in the courtyard during the day. In this way, there is no chance to talk about this matter with Yu Youwei.

The days passed quickly in the busyness of this day, and gossip continued to circulate in this view. Their courtyard was originally in the inner courtyard of this view, and they used to be Taoist aunts and daughters on weekdays, where could they see so many men coming in and out.

Aunt Dao mostly talked about it in private, and she didn't dare to talk about it on the surface. The master wanted to find Yu Youwei's stubble because of this matter, but how could Yu Youwei have time to take care of her, and there were many high-ranking officials and nobles in the courtyard, so she couldn't afford to be angry, so she had to swallow this breath in her stomach. Later, because there were a lot of pilgrims in this fish young Wei Guan, and the sesame oil money also rose, she counted the money happily and no longer thought about finding fault.

On this day, Lu Qiao finally prepared tomorrow's pastries and drinks in advance, and thought of going to Yu Youwei's room to talk to her about the rumors in the recent Liguan. This view is already unbearable, so what will it look like in Chang'an City.

Thinking of this, Lu Qiao walked quickly to the door of Yu Youwei's room, and just as he wanted to raise his hand and knock on the door, he heard the wheezing of men and women from inside the house. Suddenly her face turned red, her family has lived in Qinglou Lane since she was a child, and she didn't know about this.

She looked down at the newly made clothes she had asked the tailor on, and her heart couldn't stop feeling sad at the moment. She bit her lower lip, glanced at the door, turned and ran away.