A few days ago, there was still autumn rain in Bianjing, and at this time, the sky was just shining in the morning sun, and I saw the autumn wind sweeping the yellow leaves on the dead branches and blowing down to the ground. The autumn is high and refreshing, as if to sweep away the gloomy autumn rain that has been coming for most of the month.

In the Yuwang Mansion, the lights are colorful, and it is particularly lively.

Chu Yu packed his clothes early in the morning and came to the east courtyard to wait. I heard that the youngest son of King Yu will come back from the North Starling today, and he will stay in the house from now on.

However, from day to night, Chu Yu did not wait for her new master, she leaned on the pillar in the courtyard and fell asleep.

"Sister Yu, wake up quickly, there is a quarrel in Changchun Garden, the old lady asked you to bring the third son back!" When her upper and lower eyelids fought a few times and were about to close, Wanyue, who had slept with her before, came to her side and shook her awake with anxiety.

"Oh, I'll go." When the person came to his senses, Chu Yu straightened his hair and clothes in twos and threes, and hurriedly walked out.

"What's the matter with this little ancestor?" Chu Yu walked in front and questioned Wanyue behind him.

"When the third prince just returned to the house, the masters in each courtyard were still happy, but halfway through the family banquet, he suddenly had a dispute with the eldest prince, and the eldest lady also poured a bowl of soup on him. Although Wanyue looked panicked, the ins and outs of the matter were clear.

"I see." The matter was clear in his heart, and Chu Yu also had a sense of proportion in his heart. When the two of them arrived outside Changchun Garden, they happened to meet the eldest prince Gu Yuan and the eldest lady Cao Shi who were pulled out of it by their personal maids.

Gu Yuan's face was blue, and the corners of his eyes were blue, and it seemed that he had suffered a loss. He glanced at her and left angrily.

Chu Yu lowered his head, and his expression did not fluctuate for a minute.

"Hurry up and bring the third prince back, wait for him to freshen up and rest, he is tired enough to come back all the way." The old lady Xie came out last and told Chu Yu a few words, and Wanyue also went back with the old lady.

"The slave understands."

Chu Yu responded in a low voice, and then walked to Changchun Garden.

The garden at night was cool, and the body was chilled. As soon as Chu Yu walked to the bottom of the corridor, he saw the man standing in the water pavilion in a gorgeous moire brocade robe, with a silver jade crown on his head and his back to her, as if he was staring at the calm lake in front of him.

The lamp on the eaves was blown by the wind, and his slender figure was clearly extinguished.

"Third son, the slave is here to take you back to the East Courtyard." Chu Yu approached and saw that the clothes of the person in front of him were smooth, and the black hair was not half messy, as if he had the upper hand.

Gu Yan turned around and saw a maid in green clothes standing behind him, with a beautiful pattern embroidered with gold thread on the placket, not an ordinary maid.

"The big maid in the old lady's room before?" Gu Yan's voice fell low from the top of his head, with contempt and threat.

"Exactly." Chu Yu's ten fingers overlapped in front of her couldn't help but tremble, she was still nervous.

"Good."

These words fell to her ears, and she was uneasy to hear.

When he returned to the east courtyard to prepare hot water, Chu Yu waited for him to go to the inner room to take off his gorgeous clothes. There was some soup left on it, and I thought it was the bowl that was splashed by Cao's.

"Has the third son been burned?" His robe was still warm, and the bowl of soup should have been hot when he was splashed.

"Master can't die, you don't need to worry about it, little girl." His eyes were slightly closed, his jaw line was sharp and distinct, his Adam's apple was moving slightly, and the breath of drinking wine was mixed with a faint aroma of wine, which was filled with Chu Yu's snort.