[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 19: Forty Thousand (19)

Seeing the young man standing still, the middle-aged servant woman knelt down and pleaded guilty to Ah Da and Ah Er who were guarding the courtyard gate, "Please, two elder brothers, let this old slave go in to deliver things. My young master offended the third prince a lot before, and the special mission The old slave came to apologize."

Offending the third prince, not coming by himself, but sending a faceless old woman, this slap is really hard. Ah Da and Ah Er let alone let her in, they even wanted to kill her with a knife. Needless to say, the only person who offended the master before was Wang Tianyou, this old woman is a servant of the Wang family.

What is the master of the Wang family? A lowly person who can be settled by just sending a slave? Although Youshu knew that the other party was just using apology as an excuse, and the purpose was to find out about her own life experience, she was still very annoyed. He didn't dare to go there, so he picked up many stones on the spot and smashed them one by one until the old woman ran away with her head in her arms.

"Let's go!" Turning around a few times, he finally picked up a brick at the corner of the table, and he threw it at the corner of the table without even thinking about it. Not only was the old woman frightened, but even Ah Da and Ah Er jumped a few big steps away, feeling terrified.

"Youshu, watch carefully, don't hit your own people." Ah Da complained, but his eyes were full of smiles. In order to prevent the embarrassment with Shang Shufu, he could not kill people with a knife, but Youshu's coming a few times like this was enough to vent their anger in their hearts.

How can you be so naive even to drive away customers? Ji Changye listened to all directions, looked at all directions, and naturally knew everything outside the courtyard clearly. He held a chess piece for a long time and did not put it down.

"This little friend is very interesting." Xuan Ming also laughed, and took a deep look at the boy.

After driving away the old lady, Youshu continued to eat the cakes. After a stick of incense, people came again from outside the courtyard, but it was a young girl and an old lady. They reported their backgrounds, saying that they were Mrs. Wang and Miss Wang. The old Fengjun of the Shangshu Mansion came to visit, and Ji Changye had no choice but to get up to entertain the guests. Master Xuanming was about to say goodbye, but his old friend gave him a look. The two accompanied Lao Fengjun to drink tea and talk about Zen and Taoism.

When the old lady walked by, Youshu clearly felt the other side's probing eyes. He touched his extremely beautiful face, and already vaguely guessed the reason. I have never met since birth, but I can recognize it at a glance, probably because I look too much like my mother, and when I look closely at the young girl, I am also five or six points similar to myself.

After sitting with Lao Fengjun for a short while, the girl excused herself and left. Seeing the young man in pink clothes and white skin with picturesque features under the green shade, she pretended not to know, "Which family's young master are you from? I see you have a very kind face. "Since the third prince recognized this person as his righteous brother, it can be seen that there must be something extraordinary about his origin, so he must inquire clearly.

"I'm from Ji Changye's family." Youshu didn't want to talk to the girl at first, but when she saw the pair of ghost boys sitting on her shoulders, one picking their eyes and the other biting their throats, their expressions were very ferocious, and they suddenly became interested. However, the girl seemed to be wearing some kind of treasure to ward off evil spirits, so that the ghost boy couldn't do anything to her, and every time she was about to bite her skin, she was bounced away by an invisible force.

The girl choked on this nonsense, and the sweet smile on her face was slightly distorted. Ji Changye, who was sitting by the window, couldn't help laughing, and it took him a long time to suppress the smile that welled up in his throat. "I'm from Ji Changye's family", why do these words sound so pleasant to my ears? He lowered his eyes, seemingly caressing the corner of his upturned mouth inadvertently, thinking about it for a long time.