That's what she said, but that day she didn't wait for Shen Zhi's arrival after all, but just waited until Chunyu and said cautiously: "Madam, the Hou Ye took Shen Zhi out of the house." ”

What did you do when you left the house?

She asked herself.

Then he sneered again.

Is she a fool? You have to push yourself to the point where you can't feel embarrassed.

Thinking of this, she lowered her eyes, covering all her thoughts, and stared blankly ahead, as if she had lost her soul.

If she had been as resolute as her sister at the beginning, would her fate be different now?

"Madam......" Chunyu looked at it and felt uncomfortable.

After a long time, Zhao Li Chu regained his thoughts and said lightly: "Take medicine for me, I will go to find her in person tomorrow." ”

'She' self-evidently refers to Shen Zhi.

"Yes." Chunyu breathed a sigh of relief, and while undressing her, she comforted: "In the end, Shen Zhi is just a servant, and the Hou Ye spoils her just fresh, and Madame should not hurt her for a servant." ”

The clothes faded, her white and tender skin was also exposed, the black green silk was pulled up at will, and a few bunches were scattered on both sides of the shoulder blades.

"Madame, so good-looking."

Chunyu gently medicated her and praised her from the heart.

"If fate can't be in your own hands, what's the use of having such a beautiful look?" The corners of Zhao Lichu's mouth hooked a shallow smile, and then returned to normal, and at Shang Chunyu's puzzled eyes, he explained leisurely: "Sometimes...... If you don't have the strength and rely on others, then this good-looking skin may only harm yourself. ”

"......" Chunyu didn't quite understand Madame's words.

Didn't Shen Zhi rely on his own appearance to win the love of the Hou Ye? Then if this good-looking skin is looked at like this, it will only get benefits, and how can it harm itself.

Zhao Lichu didn't explain too much to her, closed his eyes, felt the comfortable touch of the ointment sliding into his skin, and after a while, he gently opened his lips: "Spring rain." ”

"The slave is here."

"I'll go to the paper, ink, pen and inkstone later." She opened her eyes, and there was calm in them.

"Huh?" Chunyu was surprised: "You want to write a letter to Master Hou?" ”

"It's wrong, it's to give Xiangrong." Zhao Lichu raised his eyes to look at her confused eyes, and smiled gently: "Chunyu, you are fortunate to be by my side, if you fall by Xiangrong's side, I am afraid that you will be helpless a long time ago." ”

"Yes, the slave and maid themselves are often happy!" Chunyu still didn't understand, but she still nodded and grinned: "Madam still looks good when she smiles." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lichu was stunned, and a smile froze on his face.

Once upon a time, there was also a person who said something similar to her-

Pear, it's really not me who said, you always like to have a cold face, so that others always misunderstand that you are a bad person, and Li'er still looks the best when she laughs.

He always said that he was very greedy to see her smile, and that kind of smile would make his heart extremely peaceful, no longer disturbed by the glitz and hustle, and even the sun, moon and stars would be dimmed.

Thinking of the person's high-spirited appearance, Zhao Lichu took a deep breath and suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart.

"Let's go, go write a letter." She commanded softly.

Although Chunyu didn't understand her plans, she still helped her up obediently and walked towards the bookcase.

Holding the pen and dipping the ink, Zhao Lichu carefully and attentively wrote on the rice paper.

There are some things she can't do too much, but she can.