The light rain drained the whole day, and then poured again in the evening. Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, like splitting mountains and opening rivers. Yun Zhao's body couldn't help but tremble with the thunder, and the electric light slashed into the room, she sat up from the bed and ran out barefoot.

The maidservant who was keeping vigil saw her come out and hurriedly stopped: "What is the girl going to do with such a heavy rain?" ”

Yun Zhao pushed her away. She ran into the rain, facing the thunder and lightning, her eyes red. Wang Yanshu blew out the lamp and lay down, and suddenly the door was pushed open. The boy stood in the doorway like a ghost, his hair scattered and water dripping from his body.

He quickly sat up, picked up the quilt and ran over to wrap her up and pick her up.

Yun Zhao was put on the bed by him, watching him hurriedly light the candle and bring a cloth towel to wipe her face.

He knelt in front of the bed, took a towel to wipe the water off her face, and went to wipe her hair.

The candlelight was long, Yun Zhao looked at his face, so anxious and worried, and suddenly called him sadly: "Sir." ”

Wang Yanshu sighed, and the quilt was folded, and she was already soaked in a thin middle coat.

"I'll call someone to change your clothes."

Yun Zhao grabbed his hand and frowned pitifully: "Don't go, sir, I'm afraid." ”

Outside the window, lightning and thunder roared, and heavy rain fell down.

Wang Yanshu looked at Yun Zhaohong's rabbit-like eyes, his heart softened, and he smiled at her: "If I don't leave, I'll call someone at the door." ”

Yun Zhao still refused to let go, holding him stubbornly. Wang Yanshu bent down to pick her up, and when she arrived at the door, she met Mama Su rushing over, followed by the maid who was keeping vigil behind her.

"Girl, why are you so wet?" Mama Su exclaimed in surprise and looked at Wang Yanshu, "Sir, give the girl to the old slave." She stretched out her hand, Yun Zhao reflexively hugged his neck, and her voice was muffled: "I don't want to go back." ”

Wang Yanshu was helpless and smiled at Mama Su: "Mama Lao will bring the girl a clean dress and cook some ginger soup." ”

Mama Su frowned and looked at Yun Zhao who was hanging on Wang Yanshu's body, and exhaled a vicious breath: "Please sir, wait a moment." ”

didn't bring clothes, Wang Yanshu wrapped Yun Zhao back in the quilt.

"Sir's words don't count."

Wang Yanshu frowned, she glared at him and said, "You just called me girl." ”

He laughed dumbly. The child was sensitive and suspicious, like a young beast separated from the herd, with thorns all over his body.

He leaned down, knelt in front of the bed, and looked up at her: "I will make amends to Zhao'er." ”

Yun Zhao was inch by inch: "I want to sleep with my husband tonight." ”

Although she is a doll, she has a noble status after all, which is really inappropriate.

Seeing Wang Yanshu frowning, Yun Zhao pouted: "Sir, I'm afraid." ”

"Okay, Zhao'er stay, I'll guard you, don't be afraid." He reached out and touched her head.

The maid changed Yun Zhao's clean clothes, she lay on the bed, and Wang Yanshu sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the bed rail.

She looked at him with wide eyes, and the occasional lightning and thunder brought a little light to the dark room. She could see his gentle face at that moment, as if she was not so afraid.

"Sir, do you have a daughter?"

"Nope."

Yun Zhao pouted and nodded. Wang Yanshu adjusted the posture of his legs and asked her, "What does Zhao'er want to know?" ”

"If you had a daughter, would you like her?"

"Yes." He replied without hesitation.

"Why?"

He groaned and replied, "If my daughter were as well-behaved and lovely as you, I think everyone would like her." ”

Yun Zhao lowered his eyes: "But my father doesn't like me." ”

He asked, "Why?" ”

"Daddy rarely comes home and rarely plays with me. He always liked to look at the portrait of his mother in the study and get drunk. ”

"Everyone loves people in different ways, Zhao'er, you are still young, maybe one day you will understand that your father loves you very much, but you can't understand the way you love you."

Yun Zhao didn't understand what he meant. Rather than thinking about these useless things, she prefers to grasp the reality. She sat up and faced Wang Yanshu: "Mr. said that he will never leave me." ”

"Yes."

She stretched out her tiny hand and cocked her little thumb: "Pull the hook." ”

His fingers hooked hers: "Pull the hook." ”

The appearance of Wang Yanshu, for the young Yun Zhao, is like the entrance of a clear spring, flowing downstream, sweet in the heart.

When the autumn wind blew off the dead leaves on the branches, it had been two months since the death of Rong Laihou. That day, the palace issued an edict to allow Yun Zhao to inherit the title of Marquis of Ronglai when he became an adult. The Hou Mansion, which had been cold for more than a month, suddenly became lively again.

The richly dressed guests came to visit the poor orphan with gifts.

Yun Zhao didn't lose his temper as before.

When people came, she was sitting in Wang Yanshu's arms, obediently eating the sugar cake in her hand.

Wang Yanshu picked her up, stood up and put her on the chair, and arched his hand to the visitor: "Lord Zhu, Mrs. Zhu, you are far away." ”

Their husband and wife returned the salute, and Mrs. Zhu had a soft smile on her face as she looked at Yun Zhao: "Zhao'er, let my uncle hug me." ”

She stretched out her hand, but Yun Zhao ignored her, still eating her cake with her head down.

Mrs. Zhu withdrew her hand with some embarrassment.

Wang Yanshu smiled slightly and stood between them, and said to Mrs. Zhu: "Madam, forgive me, the county lord doesn't like to be disturbed when he eats. ”

He stretched out his hand and asked: "Please also ask the two of you to move to the flower hall with the wind, and have prepared tea and snacks, please enjoy the adult and wife." ”

Master Zhu glanced at Yun Zhao, who was eating sugar cakes with his head down, and smiled warmly at Wang Yanshu: "Wang Sheng, please." ”

"Lord Zhu, please."

The flower hall is decorated in a simple way, and several jars of phalaenopsis are placed on the rosewood flower stands. In particular, the flower pot is eye-catching, not exquisite, but the concave and convex have their own rules and unique style.

Wang Yanshu invited them to sit down, and he sat on the left side, and Lord Zhu and Mrs. Zhu sat on the right side, with the main seat empty.

On the table are delicate pastries, complemented by citrus and white pears. The blue and white porcelain teapot in front of Wang Yanshu is round and slender, and it doesn't look very coordinated, which is different from the one on Mrs. Zhu's table.

"My lord, madam, please taste it, this is the nine-foot Ganyang of Changsui Mountain."

The tea soup in the white porcelain cup is slightly yellow, light and thin, and you can smell a faint sweet fragrance close to the tip of the nose.

Lord Zhu took a sip of tea, and immediately smiled: "Good tea, good tea, worthy of being a thing of the Hou Mansion." ”

Wang Yanshu smiled lightly and lowered his eyebrows.

Mrs. Zhu looked around, her eyes swept over the flower pot on the flower stand, and then stared at Wang Yanshu's teapot. She smiled and said, "Sir, this teapot looks good at business." ”

Wang Yanshu glanced at the teapot, raised his eyes and smiled: "This is what the county lord played with in his spare time." ”

"Zhao'er is really ingenious." Mrs. Zhu praised, and said in a changed voice, "My family also likes ceramics very much, and Zhao'er is two years old, if their sisters play together, maybe they can make something amazing." ”

Lord Zhu echoed on the side: "Yes, yes, although the little girl is not talented, she also has some talent." ”

Wang Yanshu took a sip of tea: "Miss Zhu San is so talented, Linfeng knows a good porcelain master, although she does not serve in the official family, she is also a person who studies. If the three girls don't dislike it, Linfeng can help introduce them. ”

The corners of Mrs. Zhu's mouth twitched, and she barely kept smiling: "Zhao'er also likes it so much, why doesn't Mr. let her learn it together?" ”

Wang Yanshu lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly, rubbing his fingers against the porcelain pot: "The county lord is just occasionally playful, there are too many poems, books, etiquette and music to learn, and it is really impossible to do a career in ceramics." ”

Mrs. Zhu's smile was almost untenable. She glanced at her husband and glanced at her fiercely.

Lord Zhu looked at Wang Yanshu with a smiling face: "Wang Sheng, you have been in the Hou Mansion for a month, can you still adapt?" ”

"Very good." The gentleman raised his eyebrows, and the young man's spirit was extraordinarily moving.

Lord Zhu sighed: "Zhao'er, she is a good child, when Sheng Gong is here, how well-behaved she is." Now too, this child has suddenly changed, and it is normal for his temperament to change a little, and you have to bear more for the wind. ”

He said as if he was an elder of the Yun family: "It is not easy for you to give up your career for this child, and those of us who are elders are very grateful." ”

"Yes, when our husband and wife came to see her, this child was willful and would not let her in. You have to be sensible. Mrs. Zhu pinched her throat and pretentiously.

Their vision is clear. Wang Yanshu is all invisible.

He smiled and was gentle: "The county lord lost his parents at a young age, and he was seriously ill, but he only got better a few days ago." I think the housekeeper in the house didn't want to disturb the county lord to recuperate, so he closed the door. As for Linfeng's career......"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at them coldly: "My career doesn't bother the two of you." The Hou Mansion has a wind, and the county lord will definitely be able to be at ease. ”

Lord Zhu's face couldn't hold back. Although he has never worked with Wang Yanshu, he has listened to a lot in the past month or so.

Wang Yanshu is the Jiujiang Wang family, a big family, and his lineage is quite favored. At the age of fourteen, he was named on the gold list, and in just four years, he had become a prefect, and he was supposed to live in a temple with a bright future.

The young man was ambitious, but he was not extravagant, low-key and introverted, modest and gentle, and was quite loved by the people when he was a magistrate.

Now the people sitting in front of the meeting have a gentle attitude, and they are airtight.

What else did Master Zhu have to say, a small figure walked in at the door, and the pink dress was like a budding flower.

Yun Zhao didn't look at them, and walked straight to Wang Yanshu.

"Sir, it's time for class." She grabbed her husband's hand and was about to walk out.

Wang Yanshu sat still and pulled her back: "There are still guests." ”

Yun Zhao looked at the person opposite, his delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Mrs. Zhu laughed exaggeratedly, and her two red lips were frightening: "Zhao'er is really hardworking." ”

Yun Zhao made a bitter face, and there was a condensation on his white and beautiful face.

"Madame, I don't know you well."

Children's childish words make people's faces gloomy. Mrs. Zhu's smile froze.

Yun Zhao glanced at them, pursed his lips, and said in disgust, "Don't call me by my name." ”

Lord Zhu pulled his wife so that she didn't scold.

"County Lord, offended." Lord Zhu put on a hypocritical smile and was very respectful to Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao pursed his lips and leaned closer to his husband.

Wang Yanshu stood up, bowed to them and said, "Two, Wang doesn't dare to delay the county lord's homework, and he will have to wronged the lord and his wife today." If you have free time, please invite two people to come over to taste tea. ”

His words to chase away the guest have been made clear, and the Zhu family and his wife are not stupid, even if they get up. On the opposite side, one big and one small, one cold and one warm, so that people can't hang on their faces.

The couple left the Hou Mansion with a stomach full of anger.