"Just kidding," Chu Yuan put the fruit plate in her arms on the table with some displeasure, and flicked between her eyebrows, "I bring you to earn money, how can you spend the hard-earned money you earned by laughing and selling art on weekdays." ”

Chang Yue was a little aggrieved, but he said sweetly in his heart: "What do women like us do with so much money, it's better to do big things for our son." ”

"You are stupid, if you have money, you can travel around the world, find a lover to marry yourself, and then watch the small silver treasury closely, so that you can control your husband."

"According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, those of us who are happy are not allowed to marry serious families."

Chu Yuan lay on the couch on all fours, his elbows slightly propped up his upper body and said, "If you want me to say, no one from a beautiful little family can catch up with you, and you can be called a real woman." ”

Chang Yue turned her back, she was already double ten years old, but she had never really blushed, but now she didn't dare to let Chu Yuan see her current appearance.

Chu Yuan turned her body around excitedly, and was about to tell her plan, but when she looked at it, she saw that Chang Yue's face was already red like a ripe apple, and she couldn't help asking, "It turns out that Miss Chang's alcohol consumption is only so much, has she already blushed like this?" ”

A layer of mist rose in Chang Yue's eyes, and she pushed Chu Yuan down in an unruly manner, covered her side face with the back of her hand and muttered, "Doesn't Childe think it's a little hot in the house?" ”

"Can dog days not be hot, Miss Chang ......"

Chang Yue glanced at him and said, "Since the slave family already plans to serve the son, the son still wants to call the slave family like this?" ”

"Yue'er?"

Chang Yue nodded slightly, sideways his long legs hidden under the light veil, and held Chu Yuan's head and let him pillow it.

"Childe, the slave family knows that you have been working hard in recent days, and I heard that you have just recovered from a serious injury and should not sit for a long time, so I can rest assured on the slave family's body and let the slave family press the meridians for the son."

Chang Yue's slender jade hand rubbed Chu Yuan's temples on both sides with moderate strength, and the comfortable feeling made him feel extremely comfortable.

The technique in her hands was really good, and after a while, Chu Yuan felt sleepy, and the body fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose made Chu Yuan feel a little uneasy.

Chu Yuan looked up and wanted to tell Chang Yue how he was planning, but as soon as he raised his head, he couldn't even see her face, he could only see the majestic mountain peaks like outside the window.

He coughed embarrassedly twice and moved his head and said: "The success is important, the money and silver I am responsible for purchasing may take some time to be prepared, and during this period, you can only find the person you trust the most to take on the important responsibility, and you must not spread the news about it." ”

"Don't worry, the slave family knows the measure."

For Chang Yue, Chu Yuan is still relieved, she has been living in the land of Fengyue for so many years, and it is estimated that she has already cultivated an eight-sided exquisite heart, circling among the children of major families, if she doesn't have an ethereal and intelligent mind, how can she not comb it now?

The so-called comb, simply put, is the New Year's Eve of the Fengyue woman.

Many bustards pack the best and young women in layers, and let them show their faces from time to time, but they have enough appetite until someone is willing to give her the money she wants, and she is willing to let go.

If you want to say that you are forced to comply, it is too much, after all, there are more wolves and less meat, and some rich people are not powerful and useless.

So Chu Yuan still admires Chang Yue very much, she has already shaped herself into a kind of symbol, in other words, she has completely whitewashed herself, but in this era, she is still influenced by Confucianism and cannot completely turn over.

And Chu Yuan, as a modern person, naturally scoffed at this concept and opinion, who didn't know that before he crossed over, it was really a group of demons flying around, chickens and dogs jumping.

"Childe," Chang Yue suddenly lowered his head, the falling green silk of his sideburns scratched Chu Yuan's nose a little, "Do you want to stay here tonight?" ”

"What?" Chu Yuan's eyes widened and said, "Isn't the red-sleeved move not allowing guests to stay overnight?" ”

Chang Yue pouted: "Childe is not an outsider, and besides, no one knows that Childe is here." ”

"That's not good, the rules are that the rules can't be broken, and when there are more subdivisions in the future, you have to be clear, remember that the person who controls the core can't be a water-based poplar, understand?"

"The slave family understands what the son means, isn't it that those who sell their bodies are separated, those who sell their bodies are not separated, and then those who sell their bodies and sell their arts are also separated?"

Chu Yuan touched her jade hand and said, "I don't mean anything else. ”

"The slave family understands that the son just has to let it go, and the slave family fully supports the son, but there is one condition."

Chu Yuan closed his eyes and snorted and laughed: "That's right, having contacts is the normal state of friendship, let's say it." ”

"The slave family hopes that Gongzi will also write a poem for me."

"It's as simple as that?"

Chang Yue touched Chu Yuan's lips and winked and smiled, "It's as simple as that." ”

Hearing this, Chu Yuan was sitting up and pulling Chang Yue's sideburns behind his ears, and his mind couldn't help but think of Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Said", whose Chinese sentences were too relevant to Chang Yue's encounter, so that he didn't want to praise her with other poems.

"Don't do poetry, I want to use a flower to describe you."

Chang Yue smiled and asked, "What flower?" ”

"Lotus."

Chu Yuan's charming starry eyes looked at Chang Yue intently, only to see him read: "The lotus is out of the mud but not stained, the water is clear and rippled but not demonic, the middle is straight and the outside is straight, there are no vines and no branches, the fragrance is far and clear, the pavilion is pure and planted, you can watch it from a distance and not blasphemous." ”

Chu Yuan smiled and asked, "How is it, do you like it?" ”

After a short silence, Chang Yue suddenly turned around with a slight frown: "Since the son doesn't want to compose poems for the slave family, why bother to tease!" ”

"I didn't!"

Chu Yuan was thinking about explaining, but then he thought about it, it should be Chang Yue who really can't let go of the so-called "dust woman" label in his heart, right?

"Yue'er."

Listening to the gentle call in his ears, Chang Yue bit his red lips and turned his head to look at Chu Yuan again with tears in his eyes, and saw that there was not the slightest hint of blasphemy in his blazing eyes.

"What Childe just said, is it really what you think in your heart?"

"Of course, it's more real than gold."

As soon as Chu Yuan's words fell, Chang Yue suddenly pounced on him and hugged him tightly.

"The slave family only hates that he didn't meet the son earlier, woo woo woo~"

Chu Yuan was a little out of breath by her, so he had to gently pat her back and soothe: "It's in the prime of youth, and it's not too late." ”

"Obviously I'm about to become an old girl, woo woo woo~"

The spring candle that heard the cry in the next room crushed the green pear in his hand, and the autumn moon almost embedded the wine glass in his palm.

Only Jing Xuan touched his chin and thought: "You have to be the boss, you can actually make Miss Chang Yue cry twice, it seems that I still have a lot to learn on this road." ”

When the sun set, Chu Yuan walked out of Jing Xuan, who was full of red lip prints, and this guy shamelessly threw his eyebrows and kisses at the spring candle and autumn moon in the house.

It's a pity that the eyes of Spring Candle and Qiu Yue were both viciously staring at Chu Yuan's back and didn't see it.

"Be honest with me, go home quickly, Lao Tzu is going to do business!"

"Boss, what are you doing, take me along, I love to stay with you."

Chu Yuan suddenly showed a terrifying smile and said, "I'm going to kill someone, are you going?" ”

I thought that Jing Xuan would be afraid, but I didn't expect him to say with a flat face: "Okay, but I'm just Xuan, can I help the boss?" ”