"What do you want to do?"

Mrs. Bai knew that her husband had no rules in his behavior, so she couldn't help but worry about Chen Zhuxi's face.

Bai Yougeng didn't want to talk much.

"I'll write a post later and invite her to visit her door on the grounds that she saw His Highness hit it off at the Shen family today."

"Where is Li Wu?"

Bai Yougen frowned and said angrily: "It's good that boy Rong Ling is here. If nothing else is good, he is good at eating, drinking and having fun to make things difficult for others. He should let him spend more time with the person named Li. However, since he is treated as Xiangzhou... I can't do it, let An Ji call the gentry of Yangzhou and hold a reception banquet for him tomorrow."

"An Ji is doing things well and let him come forward." Mrs. Bai nodded, "...No matter what, Li Wu is also a military governor, don't overdo it."

"I understand--" Bai Yougeng finished speaking impatiently, paused, his expression changed subtly, and his eyes began to glance at Mrs. Bai on his face, which was pretending to be calm, "...What do your Highness like?"

"What?" Mrs. Bai was stunned.

"I have been chatting with Your Highness for a long time, but haven't I seen your Highness's preference?"

Mrs. Bai thought for a while and said, "Your Highness's clothes are not luxurious, and she is very patient and gentle to her personal maids. I don't look as arrogant and luxurious as the rumors. By the way, she praised the embroidered spring grass on me, saying it was novel and interesting, and she had never seen it before."

Novelty and interesting?

This is not simple yet.

Bai Yougen walked out of the house with his hands behind his back, and Mrs. Bai asked behind her, "What do you want to do?"

"Ask casually," Bai Yougeng looked careless.

After walking out of the room, he immediately walked steadily and came to the backyard warehouse with great vigor.

The servant in the warehouse was sleeping while "touching" the fish. When he saw him suddenly appear, he was so scared that he fell down from the rattan chair. He didn't even have time to wipe the saliva from his mouth, so he bowed and bowed.

Bai Yougeng asked him to get up, open the warehouse, and strode into the warehouse full of golden light, with a dozen fingers on his fingers—

"Move all this, this, this... to the gate. When the old lady sends someone to deliver the posts, she will also send them."

When the servant saw the five-foot pearl and jade coral trees he ordered, his eyes almost fell out. Even the Bai family's legitimate grandson Guan only gave a handwritten letter "Eat more and talk less". Today, he waved his hand and gave it to him. He was a rare treasure?!

Which nobleman is going to send this post to?

...

The carriage full of precious treasures slowly stopped at the door of the Shen family. The servant with a flattering look carefully carried the gifts from the car down and helped the servants of the Shen family to carry them into the yard.

Li Wu walked back to Shen's house with both hands and took leisurely steps, walking from the Bai family to digest food. As soon as he entered the yard, the red light flashed into his eyes.

"Where did this come from?" Li Wu's eyes lit up and she quickly walked to the coral tree and turned around.

"It was a gift from the Bai family, and there was a famous post." Chen Zhuxi held the famous post written by Mrs. Bai in her hand, "Invite me to visit the mansion tomorrow."

"So coincidental." Li Wu touched his chin, "My uncle held me a welcome banquet tomorrow for me to attend. Bai's family wanted to separate us."

"I know I've read military books seriously, but this idiom cannot be used here." Chen Zhuxi said, "Maybe it was because my uncle wanted to greet the banquet, and there were all men. I was inconvenient to attend, so I asked my grandmother to invite me to the door for the convenience of time."

"It's just thinking too well." Li Wu said without hesitation, "My grandfather is just a bad person - I killed at least ten ducks to entertain me today. The Bai family is full of murderous intent. Fortunately, I am smart, so I have to go out of the Bai family with all my tails."

Chen Zhuxi was amused by him and couldn't help but pat his chest gently.

"How can you say that grandfather?"

"I'm just honest, I can't say it's fake." Li Wu grabbed her hand and said deeply, "Because I'm too old, I don't know how many losses I have suffered over the years."

"You are still old?" Chen Zhuxi laughed, "I have never seen anyone who is even more old."

"Then you should open your eyes when you come to visit Old Man Bai," Li Wu said, "You won't be disappointed."

Chen Zhuxi couldn't help but be even more curious about this grandfather who had only met for one time.

"Are these sent by the Bai family?" Li Wu glanced at the dazzling array of treasures in the yard. They were food, useful and ornamental, and the only thing they had in common was their rareness.

Rare often means expensive.

Let’s talk about the coral tree in front of you. It’s the best one that is more than two feet tall. The one that the Bai family just takes out is a five-foot-high red coral tree with purple gems on it. At first glance, it looks like the crimson treetops are full of water-purple flowers.

Not to mention outside the palace, even looking at Chen Zhuxi's love now, I know that such a rare treasure is rare even in the palace.

"The place where my uncle will hold a banquet tomorrow is Chunfeng Tower." Li Wu said.

Chunfeng Tower?

Chen Zhuxi was about to ask where this place was, but she realized from Li Wu's eyes and the ambiguous name.

Although it is very common for men to go to the Jiaofang brothels in the world, Chen Zhuxi still feels a little taste of eating.

She said nothing and wanted to pretend not to care.

"This time I don't eat or drink wine," said Li Wu. "I'll eat and drink all the time tomorrow and prepare to go. I want to see if the devil is one foot taller or one foot taller!"

He pinched her hand and said, "Don't worry, I will never let the pheasant and wild duck have the opportunity to take advantage of it and defile my innocence!"

Chen Zhuxi was so angry that she couldn't help laughing by his unconventional promise, and the uneasiness in her heart also disappeared. She was about to speak to express her trust, but Li Wu continued to say meaningfully:

"In order to prevent them from tarnishing my innocence, why not tonight, do you want to defile it?"

Chen Zhuxi's face turned red and subconsciously looked at the servants next to her. The servant and the maids looked away at each other. Her eyes either looked at the sky or the ground. The innocent faces seemed to be saying:

"We keep going, I can't hear anything."

“…Don’t talk nonsense outside.”

After Chen Zhuxi answered in a low voice as low as a mosquito and flies, he instructed his subordinates to put away the gifts sent by the Bai family first.

Fortunately, when she came from Xiangzhou, she thought of this detail, which brought many specialties in the jurisdiction of Zhenchuan. Although the value was insignificant than the treasures sent by the Bai family, fortunately it was also a sincere heart. She saw that people packed the things and gave them to the Shen family as a return gift, and returned to the main house of the other courtyard.

Li Wu lying on the bed with her legs crossed her legs, not knowing what she was thinking, looking at the empty head in a daze.

Chen Zhuxi sat in front of the dressing table, took off the comb above her head and was about to comb the broken hair on her temples, Li Wu suddenly said:

"Chen Daigua—"

"Um?"

"I will try my best to make the Bai family recognize me." He said slowly, with every word carefully considered seriousness, "Then, I will give another grand wedding under the witness of the Bai family."

Chen Zhuxi lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes could not hide the bright redness of her cheeks.

"...Okay." She whispered.

...

In Jianzhou, thousands of miles away, the spring breeze blows on the earth, which is right when spring is warm and flowers bloom. A small bamboo forest standing in the suburbs is silent.

The blood-stained willow was pushed into the bamboo forest by two strong guards, and came to a green pavilion. It was knocked down from behind by a guard and was forced to kneel on the ground.

Heavy shackles locked her thin hands, and her slender fingers that were once able to play the piano and paint had been deformed, and the protruding joints were covered with dry blood.

Yan Hui stood next to a piano table, and because of his complicated mood, he did not dare to look directly at this former colleague.

...If I had known this, why should I be there?

When the young master turned a blind eye to tolerating her, she should know that this was not for the sake of past friendship, but simply because she was useful to the young master.

Even if it is temporarily useful, it is not irreplaceable.

Maybe someone is irreplaceable in the heart of the young master, but obviously that person is not Yang Liu.

After the guards escorted Yang Liu up, they retreated quietly.

The embarrassed willow raised its hazy tears and looked sadly at the person in the pavilion who had never taken out a trace of light to look at her.

A ray of breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled. The bitter late spring cold spread in the low air.

"Young Master..." Yang Liu's voice was hoarse and broken, and each syllable seemed to be squeezed out of the cracked vocal cords.

Her words broke the tranquility in the bamboo forest, and a person in the pavilion frowned slightly. The water was boiling.

The sound of bubbles surging from the small stove where the tea was brewing. Yan Hui looked around quietly, and the people beside him remained indifferent, so he could only watch the boiling water continue to bubble.

A black-lacquered copper piano was placed on the table of the emerald green piano, and the gilded seal script piano was engraved above the dragon pond at the bottom of the piano. A thin big hand gently stroked the yellow zither on the surface of the piano and picked up the pick beside it.

The large sleeves with frost silk texture spread on the bamboo mat, like the frost remaining in the last cold winter, half-permeating the dismal mat below.

"Yang Liu, I didn't want this." Fu Xuanmiao raised his calm eyes and looked at the woman kneeling below quietly.

"It's Yang Liu who was wrong..."

The willow burst into tears, and took two steps with heavy shackles that grind out blood from the ankles, leaving a spot of blood on the bluestone path.

"Please forgive Yang Liu for once. Yang Liu will never make any decisions again, so he will be displeased..."

"I really know I'm wrong?" Fu Xuanmiao said softly.

"It's true that Yang Liu will never dare to do it again... In the future, Yang Liu will do whatever the young master asked Yang Liu to do. He will never deceive his superiors and hide his subordinates and make decisions!"

"Since that's the case - can you get something for me?"

Fu Xuanmiao slowly uncovered the pot on the small stove, and the white mist soared out into the air and gradually spread into the air.

"What do you want for the young master? Go and bring any willows!" Yang Liu was so excited that she even deformed her voice, and her already hoarse voice became even more dry.

Fu Xuanmiao said: "My pick."

Yang Liu was stunned.
To be continued...