After lunch, Wen Xien returned to the courtyard, she smashed a Ru kiln vase with a big bucket on the side of the hall to the ground, and the little girl behind her was startled, and said tremblingly, "Young master......

Wen Xien asked in a cold voice, "Who woke me up today?" ”

The little guy lowered his head and said a person's name, and the people behind him immediately brought He Runcheng up.

He Runcheng works in the kitchen, he is young, and his body is even thinner because of long-term malnutrition.

"He Runcheng!"

Someone shouted his name fiercely, He Runcheng turned his head and responded weakly.

The little guy frowned in disgust and looked at him with gloating eyes, "Come with me." ”

He Runcheng wiped the carbon ash in his hand, lowered his head and silently followed behind him, but when he came to the young master's courtyard, he began to tug at the corners of his clothes a little uneasily, and plucked up the courage to say to the little guy who led the way, "Where are you going to take me?" ”

The little servant's tone was very impatient, "The young master called you over." ”

"Less, the young master called me?" He Runcheng was puzzled and nervous, he had been here for a long time, and he had never seen the young master, and now that the young master suddenly said that he wanted to see him, He Runcheng was even more uneasy and worried.

The willow tree stretched out its branches of yellow and green leaves, and swayed softly in the gentle spring breeze, and the gentle wind carried the moist fragrance, gently brushing it, but his heart was like fifteen buckets of water—restless, and could not be quiet for a long time.

There was a sound of falling things in the young master's yard, and He Runcheng looked helplessly at the little guy who brought him over, but the little guy didn't look at him, and said directly, "Go in." ”

He Runcheng stood in place and didn't dare to move, his hands didn't know where to put them, he didn't know when to start, and his palms were in a cold sweat.

The little guy saw that the people next to him didn't move, and he was angry in his heart, "What are you still doing here stupidly?" When the young master starts his temper, we can't eat and walk around! Because you are alone, we are all scolded! Broom star! ”

The undisguised hostility and malice hit He Runcheng's little heart, and he lowered his head and looked at his fingers and walked in silently.

When he stepped on the soft carpet again, He Runcheng did not have the novelty and love at the beginning, only full of fear and uneasiness.

There were still many pieces of porcelain on the ground, and He Runcheng looked at the fragments, his head lowered.

"You are He Runcheng?"

The young master's voice was neither light nor heavy, like the sun shining on the surface of the lake, warm.

In He Runcheng's heart, it was crispy and itchy.

The young master's timbre is very beautiful, not a hoarse magnetism, but a kind of Susu voice. It can really be described as warm as jade, which makes people fall.

With curiosity, He Runcheng wanted to see what the young master who made such a nice voice looked like.

He looked up cautiously, and from his angle, he could only see the young master's slender and cold white fingers tapping on the mahogany tabletop.

Seeing only this beautiful scenery, He Runcheng didn't dare to look at it, his gaze fell on his rough and dark hands, and quietly hid them in his sleeves.

He had never been so close to your young master.

Listening to the young master's voice, it didn't seem to be an arrogant and barbaric person, but the next second he heard the young master say in a particularly nice voice.

"Where did this little beggar come from? That's how you sent men to serve me? "The young master said such disgusting words in such a beautiful voice, but it was completely annoying.

He Runcheng just came from the kitchen, and there was still a lot of black carbon gray on his body, and he also had it on his cheeks, which really didn't look very clean.

He Runcheng felt that his face was burning all of a sudden, and in an instant, the heat increased to the top of his head.

"I ......" He Runcheng patted the carbon ash on his clothes from the ground in a panic, but it was already on it, and he couldn't shoot it cleanly, he blinked his eyes a little nervously, and swallowed his saliva, "Less...... Master. ”

The young master seemed to be even more angry when he heard his voice, and said impatiently, "You raise your head for me, I'll talk to you, I said I'm going to call me, it's noon, did you call me?" Yes! ”

The young master has a habit, every night to sleep and get up late, someone must be called, generally called three times before the young master will get up, I heard that there used to be a little boy called again, causing the young master to get up late, and then the little guy was sold.

No one will ever dare to make such a low-level mistake again.

"I ...... I...... The young master ...... "He Runcheng's mouth was stupid, he couldn't speak because he was nervous, and in this panic, he raised his head and looked at the young master with wet and pitiful eyes.

But as soon as he looked up, he froze.

In this world, how can there be such good-looking people.

The young master wore a royal blue silk camel hair robe alone, and the two sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing the slender arms as white as snow.

The clothes are blue silk and embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns.

cleverly sets off the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous nobleman.

Even if you are frowning, it is incredible to look good with a calm face.

It may be that his gaze was too offensive, which made the young master's delicate eyebrows cold, "What do you look at this little beggar!" Who allowed you to look up. ”

The young master stood not far from him, but they seemed to be people from two worlds, He Runcheng was stabbed by the undisguised disgust in the young master's eyes, and his young heart suffered a deep sense of inferiority

He Runcheng actually often saw that familiar expression, but he never had such a shame, as if the young master was a cloud beyond the reach of the sky, and he was the mud on the ground that could be trampled on.

He Runcheng lowered his head and looked at his dirty shoes stepping on this soft and expensive carpet, he couldn't help but shrink his feet, feeling as if he had stepped on this carpet.

"Hey, ask you, why don't you always speak!" The little master was very dissatisfied with the ignorance of others.

"I ...... I called. ”

Wen Xien didn't hear his mosquito-like voice at all, and leaned over and asked, "What?" ”

He Runcheng, who had just woken up, tugged at the corners of his clothes, He Runcheng raised his head to look at her, and stumbled and said, "Young master, I'm ...... I, called, you, you didn't wake up. After speaking, he was a little stunned, and a small voice in his heart said, how could anyone be so good-looking, the long eyelashes flickered, and his heart itched.

"But I didn't wake up, I didn't wake up, you have to call again, it's noon now, are you wood? Don't you know empathy? Wen Xien seemed to be angry with He Runcheng, but she felt that it was boring to worry about a subordinate, but if she didn't care, it seemed that she was very dignified, what if everyone else was like this in the future?

A new story begins

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