Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 4 Li Wei

When Yan Cheng woke up, the sun had just climbed up the treetops, and the rustling of maids sweeping snow could be heard from the yard, accompanied by the occasional wind noise.

Yingbi opened the curtain and walked in with her clothes in her arms. She saw Yan Cheng woke up with a smile on her face. She hurriedly put down her clothes and ran to Yan Cheng to pour him a glass of water.

"Second Master, you are awake, we are anxious to death."

Yingbi carefully folded the sleeve of his left arm, exposing the gauze-wrapped part to the air.

Yan Cheng took the teacup in her hand and drank it, looked around the room, but did not see Song Jinshu.

So she asked, "Where's your madam?"

Upon hearing this, Yingbi had a look of jealousy and viciousness that was hard to notice on her face, and turned her back and pretended to put a cup to prevent Yan Cheng from seeing her ugly face.

"I saw that the second master's clothes were a little dirty, so I asked the young master to wash the clothes. I haven't come back yet, I'm afraid I'm being lazy again."

"What did you say?"

Yan Cheng suddenly lifted the quilt and put on his shoes. To go out the door.

Yingbi ran behind Yan Cheng with a fur-wrapped cloak in her hand, shouting, "Second Master, where are you going, it's cold outside, bring your cloak!"

She could catch up with Yan Cheng's pace, He draped the cape over Yan Cheng's shoulders and trotted behind Yan Cheng.

The Huanyi Yard is the best place for lighting in the backyard. As long as there is a little sun, the Huanyi Yard must be the first place to see the sun.

When Yan Cheng arrived, Song Jinshu was washing the maids' clothes. The colorful clothes were piled up in a pot, and his hands were so cold that he lost consciousness, from the fingertips to the wrists were frozen purple.

The maid, who was supposed to wash these clothes, was sitting on the reclining chair in the yard, chatting with the sunflower seeds, when she saw Yan Cheng coming, she stood up from the reclining chair and asked, "Hello, second master".

Seeing him coming, Song Jinshu also got up and lowered his head and called out to the second master, then bent down and squatted down to rub the half-washed clothes with his hands.

When Yan Cheng saw this scene, his anger rose from his heart, and he stretched out his foot and kicked over the basin where Song Jinshu was washing clothes. For a while, the clothes mixed with dirty water were knocked over on the snow.

"Wash, wash, what's there to wash!"

Song Jinshu and the maid next to him were startled, Yan Cheng's anger came so suddenly, Song Jinshu kneeled down subconsciously as his legs softened.

The snow was melted by the body temperature, soaking the fabric on the knees, and the coolness spread up along the bones, and soon half of his body was full of coldness.

Yan Cheng got angry when he saw Song Jinshu shivering with cold and kneeling obediently on the ground, he pulled the person up from the ground, and kicked the overturned basin again, and the sawdust flew out with force.

"What does the manor want you to do!"

Yan Cheng took off the cape from his shoulders and hung it on Song Jinshu's shoulders, wrapping him up, and he was relieved when he saw that his face gradually turned bloody.

Where have these little maids ever seen Yan Cheng getting angry, they looked at each other, panic-stricken.

"Is there any rule, don't you know if you have to kneel down if you make a mistake?"

Yan Cheng cast his eyes on Ying Bi, his eyes were so cold that he had no emotion, like a long sword slowly piercing his body.

"Yingbi, you've been in the mansion for so long, don't you understand the rules?" When

Yingbi heard this, she knelt down while clenching her teeth and lifted her skirt, bowed her head and said, "Second Master, this servant is wrong."

When the little maids saw that even Yan Cheng's personal maid knelt down, how dare they stand to talk to the second master, they all knelt down in the snow, their shoulders trembling slightly.

Half is cold, half is afraid.

Song Jinshu was frightened by this battle, and he wanted to kneel down while grabbing a corner of his robe, but Yan Cheng pulled his wrist and hooked him into his arms.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."