Just as dawn the next day, Li's mother twisted her hands and feet and walked to the partition. She listened to the movement inside and kept her voice in her voice: "Criminal, it's time to go to court."

After a while, Lu Yuzhou opened the door and walked out with a normal expression, "Prepare meals."

Mother Li secretly looked at the prince. Seeing that the prince was well-dressed and walked with wind, she felt a little relieved, at least the medicine did not hurt her body.

Lu Yuzhou was the first to be a editor in the Hanlin Academy, but because of his outstanding ability, he was jointly recommended by the Secretariat and promoted to Secretariat Minister. He was also the youngest of the Secretariat Minister in the Daqi Dynasty.

The scarlet official robe highlighted his originally clean temperament with a bit of sharpness. The brocade ribbon and jade pendant on the leather belt swayed with their steps. Such a graceful young man has been admired by many noble ladies in the boudoir. While admiring, Li's mother glanced at the inner room, "Criminal, can you allow the old slave to come in and take care of him?"

Lu Yuzhou stood in front of the bronze mirror with a light expression and tidied up his clothes, "Let her stay here tonight. After the deposit, I have something to explain to her."

"...promise."

After receiving approval, Li's mother walked into the partition, and in the warm tent, Baoshan lay horizontally in the brocade quilt and had not yet woken up. Her long hair covered half of her delicate face, and her snow-white shoulders were exposed outside the ochre brocade quilt, like a delicate flower wilted by the wind and snow.

Ambiguous atmosphere was floating in the room. Mother Li opened the window and turned to the bed, "Baoshan."

The sleeping man frowned his eyebrows and looked very uneasy, but there was no sign of waking up.

Mother Li slowly lifted the brocade quilt, glanced at the scene under the brocade quilt, and took a deep breath. Even though he was used to seeing a beauty, he had never seen such a graceful beauty. No wonder after the first break of the clouds and rain last night, the prince did not ask her to leave. I thought he was reluctant to leave.

Baoshan's beauty lies in her beauty and warmth. She doesn't know that her delicate body wrapped in her dress is so graceful, but...

Why is there no red on the brocade mattress?

Mother Li was shocked. No wonder she looked angry at the prince's face. I thought this girl was not a virgin! But there was obviously a cinnabar on her arm.

While Li's mother was thinking, Baoshan slowly opened her sleepy eyes, and her eyes were spinning. When she sat up, the brocade quilt slid to her waist. The spring scenery was half revealed, beautiful and charming, and there was a touch of charm between her eyebrows and eyes.

This is obviously a charming look that has been moistened!

Mother Li asked anxiously: "What's going on?"

His tone was a little shaking, and he was confused by Baoshan.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li's mother was angry, "Do you know, the prince was angry this morning."

Baoshan closed herself with a quilt and covered her tightly, "What is mom talking about?"

"You are pretending!" Mother Li pulled the mattress, "Where is Luohong?"

When she asked, she felt upset. If the prince discovered that Baoshan was not a perfect body last night, why did no descendants come in? Could it be that he was controlled by the effects of the medicine and had to continue? She always thought that Baoshan was a brilliant person, but now it seems that he was just a white lotus who is good at disguising.

The brocade mattress was not neat, but it was indeed not falling red. Baoshan lowered her head and clenched the edge of the bed, feeling ashamed of shame, "The prince didn't...I'm lucky last night."

"What?" Li's mother was even more surprised, but found that Baoshan's right palm was a little red and swollen, and she immediately reacted, but what happened to the woman's gentle chant last night? Doesn't the prince know how to go to the room?

Only this explanation is available.

Mother Li's face cleared a little, and she picked up the dress on the ground, "I'll go and discuss with my wife. From today on, you can stay by the prince's side to serve you."

These words were like ice that filled the spring flowers, making everything withered and lush. Baoshan grabbed her arm and said, "I beg my mother to say a love for Baoshan in front of the prince, and that Baoshan is poor and cannot bear the prince's love."

Mother Li spread her hands, "How much do you think is old and old?"

The colors in Baoshan's eyes gradually faded, the red and green were diminishing, and even her expression became a little solemn. She really wanted to find a man who was down-to-earth and hard-working, and it would be okay to work hard. Although her innocence has not been completely lost, she finally lost her reputation after being rumored.

After sorting out his appearance, Baoshan came to Zhao and waited for Zhao to fall.

Zhao sat upright on the rose chair, holding hot tea in his hand, closing his eyes to play with the chicken walnuts. The maids on both sides were thinking about it, some were gloating, and some were sour in the vinegar jar. Only Shuer felt it was not worth it for Baoshan. She knew that Baoshan had raised a lot of money, so she was waiting to redeem herself.

Most of the young men in the mansion worked in the court. At this time, only a few female relatives were present. They sat on both sides and kneaded melon seeds, drank fruit tea, and chatted and played non-stop.

The Lu family is huge and has many relatives. Duke Xiang is also a kind elder. Therefore, the younger generations of the clan often live in the mansion.

Being stared at by pairs of eyes, Baoshan felt like a ray of light on her back, her head pressed down lower, but she calmed down and knew that Zhao would not do anything to her. Yesterday, she heard the voice over from the prince's questioning.

The prince’s Chinese medicine this time may be related to Zhao. Although he didn’t know what the mother and son were planning, he knew that he had been involved in the undercurrent.

Lu Yuzhou's cousin Ruan Qier stood up, inserted the red hairpin on her temples into Baoshan's hair, and joked with the sisters with a smile: "I just said that my cousin would not always miss Mu Yao, so that I could not tolerate other beauties in my eyes, so I would not be able to tell you."

After hearing this, everyone was silent.

Ruan Qier touched Baoshan's hair and smiled faintly, "Our Baoshan is so beautiful, and my cousin is not clumsy, so how could it not be seen?"

Baoshan lowered her eyes, "Miss is laughing at me."

The wife of the second wife who was standing next to her interrupted, "Shan Yatou suffered a lot yesterday. I will ask someone to give you some nourishing meals later."

No one knows that the second wife is a jealous person. Before, because of the second son's entanglement, she was often plotted by this woman. Now she should be the happiest person. Baoshan sighed in her heart and said gratefully: "Thank you, second grandma."

Zhao, who had been silent, opened his eyes and looked at Li's mother, "Since Baoshan is favored by the prince, let her go to the prince to serve her. When the new wife comes in the future, she will find someone to marry her."

Everyone did not care about Baoshan's wishes and responded repeatedly, knowing that Baoshan could rise to the top before her new wife entered the door.

In the uneven plum garden of Tan Luan, Baoshan sat on the swing, rolled up her sleeves to check the purple marks on her wrists, and water vapor appeared in Qing Lingling's eyes.

The sunset is shining in the sunset, and the tired birds return to the forest and live on the branches. The sunset over the high wall and reflects on Baoshan's back, wrapping her thin body, but she can't feel the warmth at all. When she thinks about all the things she had last night, she shudders.

When Lu Yuzhou was about to return home, the night was already dark. As usual, he went to the Second Courtyard to discuss politics with his father. Then he returned to his courtyard slowly. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Yiqing Miaojia standing in front of the shelf. Then he remembered what he had told this morning.

Baoshan bent down her beautiful neck and asked, "Can the prince have any food? Do you need a servant to pass on the meal?"

Lu Yuzhou blinked faintly, said "Yes", went straight to the screen, and took off his official robe.

Baoshan took a few deep breaths, picked up the official robe, ironed it with a fire bucket, hung it on the rack, and then handed the meal to the man.

Because Lu Yuzhou disliked greasy, the Duke's Mansion had a kitchen service specially prepared for him, and the dinner was even more clear and watery.

The food was served on the table, Baoshan stood aside, just about to roll up her sleeves, suddenly she thought of something, quietly pinched her cuffs, and arranged dishes for the man step by step.

Her hands were slender and even, and Lu Yuzhou was frozen for a moment and looked away.

The maids from famous families do not have to do rough work by themselves, but can also store long nails and apply bright red elixirs. But Baoshan likes to be simple and never deliberately takes care of her nails.

Seeing Lu Yuzhou finish eating a bowl of rice, Baoshan asked softly: "Does the prince want to drink soup?"

Lu Yuzhou did not answer. Baoshan knew it and scooped half a bowl of black chicken soup and placed it by the table, "Be careful of it."

Mother Li outside the door was anxious when she saw it, thinking that this girl was too lumps of fish. Why didn’t she fight for the opportunity to get close to the water? If that bowl is hot, can’t she blow the cold on the prince? Can she feed it to the prince with her own hands?

Lu Yuzhou picked up the soup bowl, stirred it a few times, and finally opened his mouth: "Does the palms get better?"

Baoshan was stunned for a moment, "It's much better, thank you for your concern."

"There is ointment on the Bogu shelf, please apply some."

"...promise."

After the meal, he was afraid that Lu Yuzhou would not like the smell of ointment, so Baoshan walked out of the corridor, squeezed in his palm, rubbed it little by little, and then slowly returned to the house after the taste dissipated.

Lu Yuzhou sat in the study and said in a low voice: "Come here."

Baoshan walked over and felt a little nervous. Seeing the man leaning on the back of the chair and closing his eyes, he knew that he was tired, so he took the initiative to walk behind the chair and massage his scalp.

The ten fingers like bamboo shoots are inserted into the man's ink hair, pinch and rub them slowly, with skillful techniques and moderate strength, and the man slowly stretches his eyebrows.

The girl was doing her job calmly, but she found that the man's clothes were a little raised, and she immediately looked at her sorrow. The scene from last night flashed in front of her eyes. She remembered her strong body, her bulging muscles, and her face gradually became ashamed.

In fact, last night, Lu Yuzhou didn't even wear a robe, but just lifted up his skirt. Baoshan thought, maybe he thought she was low in status, maybe he was pretending to be the girl named Mu Yao, maybe he was really pure and weak, so he changed his way halfway.

Feeling the kneading action, Lu Yuzhou opened his eyes and asked, "What reward do you want?"

"Um?"

“Last night’s reward.”

Baoshan frowned and said warmly: "I have food, clothing and expenses from my husband. I am responsible for repaying my master. I don't need to reward me."

The man sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "Tell me, no one will laugh at you."

Baoshan's heart was in his throat. After two years in the mansion, he had met him in a handful of times. He didn't know how he was. Who knew whether this was deceiving her or whether it was sincere? But the dignified prince would not have a scheming with a maid.

After thinking for a while, Baoshan knelt beside the man, "I want five taels of silver."

If she collects another five taels, she will be free.
Chapter completed!