"Childe, what did you say?" Xue Fei listened to Jiang Duanchen say something he didn't understand, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Jiang Duanchen sighed and silently drank another large jar of wine.

"I'm tired, let's go rest first." After Jiang Duanchen finished speaking, he jumped off the roof.

Xue Fei looked at Jiang Duanchen's back, his face full of puzzlement, how could there be people in the world who were invulnerable. He just thought it was Jiang Duanchen talking nonsense when he was drunk.

Jiang Duanchen jumped down and looked back at Su Ling's room where the lights were still on, and a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Jiang Duanchen didn't understand when there were more mustards between Su Ling and him.

Su Ling's changes seem to have been faintly apparent since that oolong incident.

When you think about it, what seemed like a dream seemed to be a real thing.

From the time Chu Zhibai came into contact with Su Ling, there seemed to be a lot of secrets between them. Regarding what Su Ling said just now, he only knew it after reading the letter sent by Chu Zhibai that time.

So what kind of relationship is there between Chu Zhibai and Su Ling.

Jiang Duanchen was restless in his heart.

Fortunately, I didn't fall asleep with Su Ling tonight, and turned around and went to the study.

At night, Jiang Duanchen lit the lamp and wrote Su Ling's name on the rice paper over and over again. Obviously, when she first met Su Ling, she was so naïve and straightforward.

Her mind could be seen through at a glance, but now Jiang Duanchen couldn't see through it.

He always felt that there was a looming sadness in Su Ling's eyes.

The heart is not quiet, and I can't even write well.

Jiang Duanchen looked at the broken words written by his subordinates, and threw them on the ground with disgust.

He was in a very depressed mood.

There was a sudden knock outside the door.

"Young Master, can I come in?" Ji Yuyao's voice suddenly sounded.

Jiang Duanchen cleaned up the messy table, covered the rice paper with Su Ling written on it with a book, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Ji Yuyao was wearing a shirt, only a light purple shirt. She had a bowl in her hand.

Jiang Duanchen looked at her like this, full of puzzlement, "What's the matter?"

Ji Yuyao glanced at the paper ball on the ground, put the soup cup on the table, and then bent down to pick up the paper ball on the ground.

After she finished everything, she straightened up and slowly came to Jiang Duanchen's side with the soup cup.

"Young master, this is hangover soup, Xue Gongzi said that you just drank wine, I saw that you were still writing with the lamp so late, so I cooked a bowl for you and woke up." Ji Yuyao lowered her eyebrows and said softly.

Ignoring Jiang Duanchen's refusal, Ji Yuyao put the soup cup on the desk in front of Jiang Duanchen.

Then he bowed slightly and said, "Young Master, go back and rest early, Madam is worried that you haven't fallen asleep yet."

After speaking, Ji Yuyao left the study.

Jiang Duanchen thought back to what she had just said, and the other party felt ashamed of himself for being jealous of Su Ling.

He looked at the soup cup, sighed, and drank it down.

Then he extinguished the light in the study and silently returned to Su Ling's room.

Sure enough, as Ji Yuyao said, Su Ling's room was still lit.

Jiang Duanchen felt ashamed in his heart, raised his hand and gently pushed the door open.

When Su Ling saw Jiang Duanchen come back, his face was full of joy, "Duan Chen, come and sleep."

"Hmm." Jiang Duanchen didn't tell Su Ling what he was thinking, and Su Ling didn't ask.

And he kept it in his heart.

No matter what she had to do with Chu Zhibai, he was sure that the person Su Ling loved was still him.

It is impossible to hide the eyes of one person who likes another.

He looked at Su Ling's eyes, and his eyes were full of his figure.

He smiled softly, took Su Ling into his arms, and the two fell asleep peacefully.

Early in the morning

Ji Yuyao waited outside the door early.

Jiang Duanchen because he wanted to go to the early court, so he was convenient

got out of bed early, he glanced at Su Ling, who was still asleep, and gently kissed her forehead.

After he put on his court clothes, he pushed the door out, only to find Ji Yuyao guarding the door.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Duanchen was still a little estranged from this woman who had just entered the mansion, especially when he thought of what she was wearing last night.

Ji Yuyao smiled and said, "Isn't the young master going to the early dynasty? Yu Yao prepared a meal for you early."

"Okay." Jiang Duanchen thought in his heart that this woman was quite discerning.

He followed Ji Yuyao to the hall, and a table full of breakfast was placed on the table.

Jiang Duanchen's eyes were full of shock, "You did all this?"

Ji Yuyao nodded.

"It's time to get up early to prepare so much." Jiang Duanchen took a bite and put it in his mouth, and it tasted very good.

Ji Yuyao smiled lightly, "It's okay, the young master can take me in, and I have nothing to repay, so I can only do my best to do more for the young master and his wife."

Looking at the woman in front of her, humble and polite, Jiang Duanchen had a very good impression of her.

"From now on, this will be your home, so you don't have to be so restrained." Jiang Duanchen said softly.

If it weren't for the fact that she didn't handle the affairs of Pingkang County, this girl must be her father's favorite child, and she should have a very happy life.

Jiang Duanchen felt pity when he looked at her.

Ji Yuyao noticed Jiang Duanchen's eyes and smiled at him slightly.

Jiang Duanchen shook his head, this smile was a bit like when he first saw Su Ling.

He looked away in a slight panic, quickly finished his meal, and then stood up and was about to leave.

Ji Yuyao suddenly stopped him, "Young Master."

Jiang Duanchen turned around when he heard this, his eyebrows and eyes were puzzled.

Ji Yuyao took out a handkerchief, stretched out her hand and handed it to Jiang Duanchen, and then pointed to the corner of her mouth, "Here, it's a little dirty."

Jiang Duanchen was stunned for a moment, took the handkerchief, and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Thank you."

"Young Master, you're welcome."

Ji Yuyao said.

Then she turned to clean up the leftovers on the table.

Jiang Duanchen looked at her busy back, and was a little in a trance.

Maybe she was thinking too much, Jiang Duanchen shook his head, this girl didn't have any scheming when she looked at it, and her demeanor was also very measured.

Jiang Duanchen was afraid that his conjecture would ruin the reputation of others, so he didn't say anything more and hurriedly left the hall.

After Ji Yuyao finished cleaning up the dining table, she saw the handkerchief left on the stool, silently folded it and put it in her arms, and then went to wash it with those rice bowls.

After cleaning up everything, Ji Yuyao brought a plate of osmanthus cake and gently buckled Su Ling's door, "Madam, I'm in."

Su Ling had also woken up at this moment, and when she heard Ji Yuyao's call, she was allowed to enter the room.

"Yu Yao, what are you taking?"

Su Ling smelled the fragrance and asked greedily.

Ji Yuyao smiled lightly, put the osmanthus cake on the table, and then came to dress Su Ling.

"Madam, this is osmanthus crisp, my aunt's specialty dessert, I don't make her as delicious, but it's also so-so, Madame will taste it."

Ji Yuyao meticulously combed Su Ling's hair, looked at Su Ling in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Madame is really beautiful, you and the young master are simply made in heaven."

Su Ling was praised and blushed, and hurriedly said, "No, Yu Yao is also very handsome, and she will definitely meet a wishful husband in the future."

When Ji Yuyao heard this, there was a hint of happiness in her eyes.

Su Ling quickly caught her eyes, so he turned to look at her with interest and asked, "Could it be that Yu Yao already has someone she likes?"

Ji Yuyao nodded shyly.

Su Ling was also happy for her, and she didn't know what kind of person Ji Yuyao admired.

Xiaocui came to dress up for Su Ling, but saw that Ji Yuyao was already there.

She showed dissatisfaction on her face, and said in a bad tone: "Sister Yuyao is really hardworking, she prepared breakfast for the young master early, and now she is serving Madame in front of me."

When Su Ling heard Xiao Cui's words, her eyebrows flashed with surprise. She raised her eyes to look at Ji Yuyao.

Ji Yuyao hurriedly put down the wooden comb in her hand, stood aside and said, "Yu Yao is just a newcomer to the mansion, and she wants to do her best to do something for the young master and madam, if she makes her sister unhappy, Yu Yao will pay attention."

Xiao Cui glanced at Ji Yuyao, then squeezed her to stand behind Su Ling, picked up the wooden comb, and said in a yin and yang tone, "Madam, Mr. Sheng told a story about a farmer and a snake a few days ago, do you know?"

Su Ling naturally knew that Xiaocui was reminding her, but she also knew that Ji Yuyao's experience was really pitiful, maybe she really just wanted to show it.

She patted Xiaocui's hand and said, "Mr. Sheng is really good at talking, you have more time to study than him."

Xiao Cui saw that Su Ling didn't understand her words, and she wasn't ready to say it clearly, after all, Ji Yuyao herself was still standing here.

She gambled and groomed Su Ling.

After cleaning up, Su Ling sat at the table and prepared to taste Ji Yuyao's osmanthus cake.

Ji Yuyao intimately cut the osmanthus cake into pieces for Su Ling, which was convenient for eating.

Su Ling couldn't help but sigh that this woman was really nuanced.

Xiao Cui watched from the side, pursed her lips, and said in her heart: It's really pretending.

Ji Yuyao noticed Xiao Cui's eyes staring at her, and she didn't avoid it, but looked at her gently.

Xiao Cui frowned, thinking to herself: I will definitely catch your handle.

Su Ling tasted a bite of osmanthus crisp, which melted in his mouth, crispy and sweet. couldn't help but say, "Yuyao, this is really delicious, can you teach me?"

Ji Yuyao said generously, "Of course you can, madam, do you want to make it for the young master?"

Su Ling thought for a while and said, "Yes."

She also wanted to bring Chu Zhibai a piece.

After all, he was reborn thanks to him, and he has not yet repaid him.

Su Ling decided to go to the imperial city tomorrow, thank Chu Zhibai first, and then meet another person.

"By the way, Yuyao, accompany me to the palace tomorrow." Su Ling said suddenly.

When Xiao Cui heard this, she interjected anxiously on the side, "Madam, let me go with you."

Su Ling looked at Xiao Cui and smiled and said, "You look like this, it's not suitable to go there, just let Yu Yao follow."

She looked at Xiaocui's innocent appearance, and thought of her former self.

A person like her is not suitable for the Chaos Deep Palace.

It's even more inappropriate to meet that person.

Ji Yuyao nodded and said to Su Ling, "Okay, madam."

Xiao Cui pouted, unhappy written all over her face.

Why did this woman take her place as soon as she came?

Seeing this, Su Ling picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into Xiao Cui's mouth, and said with a slightly playful smile: "Your mouth, it's pouting to the sky."

"Madame!"

Xiao Cui stuffed the osmanthus crisp in her mouth, and her cheeks were round.

Seeing this, Su Ling couldn't help but glance at Ji Yuyao, and the two laughed in unison.