Chapter 171 What is embarrassment Chapter 172 The wind has changed

Zixuan's original intention of walking out of the hall was to see off the guests. Although she could not tolerate sand in her eyes, little girl Xiao Yue was not really a bad person; it was just that when she raised her feet, Puyu pulled her and turned around.

When she met Puyu's eyes, she was a little confused: "What's wrong?"

"The Queen may not like you to be too close to the Xiao family, and she may not like you to be too close to Prince Jin." Puyu whispered a few words, not as a threat, but as a simple reminder. Her

The difficulty is to find a balance between the old master and the new master.

Hearing this, Zixuan smiled and looked at Puyu: "If it were you, what would you do?" The Empress would indeed be unhappy, but what does that have to do with her? She can do what she is asked to do, but she can't.

If you leave your whole life to the queen like this, you can't just leave your future to the queen and ignore it forever? She believes that no one in the world likes to be controlled by others forever.

Puyu thought for a while and nodded: "Madam, Madam also knows that this maid is in trouble. There are some things that cannot be hidden. My maid can only..., please forgive me, Madam." She finished speaking.

She leaned over and didn't look at Zixuan.

After hearing this, Zixuan patted her shoulder: "I know. As long as you can be so frank, I don't think our master and servant will have any unpleasant things." She knew what Puyu did by her side, but she also

She didn't expect Puyu to be so honest, but it was a relief for her.

Puyu curtsied and stepped back without speaking. She is a person who knows her identity well, and what she needs to do to survive is always her first consideration. If Zixuan was not such a person, she would not be so frank and dedicated.

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Stepping out of the hall, she saw Shui Xian Yanghua standing there. Although she did not show a forty-five-degree melancholy state, the back view gave Zixuan a feeling out of thin air: Shui Xian Yang Hua was in a bad mood. She coughed lightly, Shui Mu

Xia turned around and clasped her fists: "Madam, I will reply to what you just said, Madam - I will leave Madam Protector's house as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Zixuan leaned forward and said, "Thank you Mr. Shui. I'm really rude." After all, Shui Muxia was also her savior, so it was really unkind to chase away guests like this.

Shui Muxia took two steps back with a smile on her face. The smile that usually hangs on her face was normal: "Madam, don't you think you are offended by me for speaking like this? Madam, you are planning for me, and I am not an unreasonable person.

"It's me who should thank you, madam." After he finished speaking, he bowed again: "Madam, I'm taking my leave."

Zixuan didn't expect Shui Muxia to be so clean and tidy, and she felt even more embarrassed in her heart: "Master Shui, can you give me a favor and let me host a banquet for you tonight?" Today she finally realized that Shui Yanghua's smiling face was, in fact,

She hid a lot of things that she didn't want people to know - this person was not who she thought he was, so she naturally felt less dislike for his temperament.

Shui Muxia leaned slightly and said, "Then I'll bother you, madam." After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without stopping to clasp his fists.

Liuli looked at his back thoughtfully, and even when Zixuan turned around, she didn't notice that Puyu knocked her head gently: "What are you looking at? Madam, you can't go out today, and you still have things to do.

Why are you in a daze?"

"I always feel that Mr. Shui is becoming more and more serious." Liuli Puyu glanced at Zixuan and said, "My maid remembers that when I first met Mr. Shui, he was laughing and cursing freely, but there was nothing serious about him.

, and doesn’t care about the occasion, but lately, my servant feels that he and his wife are talking more and more like serious people.”

After hearing this, Zixuan looked back and shook her head slightly, remembering the conversation in the garden: "Serious? People all over the world have become serious, and Mr. Shui will not change at all." Is he living a free and easy life?

Originally she thought he lived a very self-centered life, but now she was a little unsure.

The eldest son of the Xiao family is Bai Ding. Did he self-exile or was it intentional by the Xiao family? As soon as these thoughts came to Zixuan's mind, she laughed at herself for thinking too much. She saw Shui Muxia's naturalness and emotion in speaking in front of the emperor.

Because of Gong's randomness, he shouldn't be the one to be harmed - he would be fine if he didn't harm others. How could he think that he would be harmed?

In the evening, Shui Muxia stepped out of the flower hall and saw only Wen Zhao and Zixuan at the table. Knowing that Zixuan was really ashamed of him made him feel a little uncomfortable: At this time, he would stay with Zixuan in Madam Protector's house.

It's very unfavorable, otherwise he wouldn't want to leave even if Prince Jin is here; but it's been some time since he left the Ding family, so it's better to go back.

When Zixuan stood up, Wen Zhao had already run to Shui Muxia: "Brother Shui, do you really have to leave?" He had not had his father's love since he was a child, but his brother had supported him. Now he is extremely attached to Shui Muxia. When he heard

He was extremely reluctant to leave.

Shui Muxia smiled and rubbed his head: "I'm just going back to live in Ding Mansion. Although I can't say that I'll be here to supervise your homework every day, but you don't want to be lazy. My little ruler is not a vegetarian."

After saying a joke, he nodded to Zixuan: "Sorry, madam."

Zixuan extended her hand to invite him to the table. She felt a little awkward after saying a few polite words, so she ordered the dish: "Master, how about you try this dish?"

"But Madam's craftsmanship? It's not like the cook in the mansion did it." Shui Muxia finished dishing out the dishes to Wen Zhao: "Wen Zhao should eat more, it's time for him to grow taller."

Wen Zhao looked at the food in his bowl, then glanced at Zixuan and Shui Muxia: "Brother Shui, my sister is giving you food. As a courtesy, you should toast to your sister instead of giving me food? I'm not giving it to you."

Budicai." He was speaking from the heart, but it was a little different in the ears of Zixuan and Shui Muxia.

After speaking, Wen Zhao filled up the wine for Shui Muxia and then poured wine for Zixuan: "Sister, Brother Shui is gone, how about we keep his house and let him come back to live from time to time? I'm still young and can't protect my sister.

But with Brother Shui here, I don’t have to worry too much, this place really feels like home.”

When Zixuan heard this, she looked at Wen Zhao, and when she saw the look in his eyes, she knew that he was just feeling something and saying something else. However, with his words, the wine was not suitable for drinking at this time, so she wanted to reach out to take Wen Zhao's jug:

"You..." As soon as he started speaking, Wen Zhao just raised the wine bottle and said, "Sister, I'll do it." However, Zixuan's hand failed, and she was forced to turn her sleeves and touch the chopsticks on the table.

Arrived on the ground.

It was nothing originally, but with Wen Zhao's two words, it seemed that Zixuan dropped the chopsticks in a panic.

Shui Muxia saw that Zixuan sister and brother's behavior was a bit funny, but she didn't laugh out loud. She picked up her wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and stood up and said, "Why don't you let me do it myself? I want to drink as much as I want..."

After all, because of his different mentality, Wen Zhao's words had an impact on his mood, so when he made the rescue, he didn't notice that his sleeves had caught his chopsticks.

Zixuan looked at the chopsticks that had fallen on the ground, looked at Shui Muxia's stretched out hand and glared at Wen Zhao: "Brother Shui can come over to accompany you anytime, but Mr. Shui is your teacher, so trouble Shui."

"Master, it's been so long, shouldn't you propose a toast to your elder brother Shui?" Then he smiled and nodded to Shui Muxia: "Master Shui, don't be surprised if you are rude." After saying this, Shui Muxia took back her hand.

When she went to sit down, she called someone and squatted down to pick up the chopsticks - actually to wipe the soup splashed on her chest.

Shui Muxia sat down and smiled and was about to speak, when the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground: "It's really a mistake, I'm so rude." He smiled to himself and bent down to pick up the chopsticks, because the hosts all picked up the chopsticks themselves.

How could he just sit and wait for the girl to clean up? The most important thing was that he felt uncomfortable sitting without chopsticks, so it was better to find something to do; but he only picked up a chopstick at his feet.

When I looked up, I realized that the other one was on the left side of the table, so I stretched out my arms to pick it up.

At this time, Zixuan also found a chopstick on her right side, and reached out: the two people's hands almost touched each other. Fortunately, Shui Muxia was a martial arts student and reacted quickly, so she took her hand back in time. Even so.

It was inevitable to be a little embarrassed, so when Liuli came in, he found that the three of them were a little strange: Shui Muxia would drink as much as Wen Zhao poured, and Shui Muxia would drink a glass of Zixuan and let each other have a meal together - this was considered a banquet.

Is this what a guest play is? The characters are too rigid.

Wen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Liuli coming in, and handed the wine bottle to her: "I have to go out for a trip. People have three emergencies." He smiled at Zixuan and Shui Muxia and ran out.

Shui Muxia's mind was still under the table. She regretted for closing her hand too quickly, but after regretting it, he blamed himself. How could he have such thoughts about Mrs. Fuguo? It's not like he has never seen the world.

People's brains have always been flexible, but at this time, there was nothing else in his mind, and he looked a little dull.

Especially when he looked at Zixuan as if nothing had happened, but he still saw that gleam of red clouds under the table just now. Even if it faded faster, it was not because of his eyesight; the way he looked at Zixuan now made him a little worried.

, will not be regarded as a disciple by Mrs. Fu Guo? Few words

Zixuan was fine. Although she was a little embarrassed under the table, how could a girl in the 21st century be so embarrassed in such a small scene? After sitting down, she didn't take it seriously, but she and Shui

Mu Xia didn't have many interactions with her. She originally thought that with Wen Zhao around, the meal wouldn't be too dry and she could have something to say. She didn't expect that the usually talkative Wen Zhao would turn into a saw-mouthed gourd today.

It left her with nothing to say except to give up the food.

You can't always talk about Wen Zhao's studies? You can't just say that the weather is nice: in fact, she has already said this.

It's not that Wen Zhao didn't want to talk, he just blamed himself: pouring wine caused both his sister and Brother Shui to get into trouble, how could he be so stupid? So, the three of them became what Liuli saw.

Now that Wen Zhao is gone, although there are many Liuli standing by to wait on him, Zixuan is even more speechless, and Shui Muxia is even more unable to let go because Zixuan only persuades him to drink wine or eat vegetables.

Both of them were wondering why Wen Zhao hadn't come back even after the meal was finished. Xiao Yue appeared in front of them dressed as a male servant: "Brother is not good. The princess and the princess aunt know about this.

Our princess cousin also heard about it, I, I..." She glanced at the banquet: "I'm hungry."

Chapter 172 The wind has changed

Shui Muxia rolled her eyes when she heard this: "If you don't want to eat, tell me first, where are they?"

Xiao Yue pointed to her clothes: "Do you still need to ask? Of course it is at our home, otherwise I would have no need to run out like this? Brother, am I interesting enough? Look at the sweat on my head from running, the soles of my shoes

They're all worn out - I'm not even allowed to eat, are you my biological eldest brother?" She rolled her eyes at Shui Muxia, smiled and said to Zixuan: "Madam, I'm really starving, they

When you talk in the room, I'm there to listen. My back hurts from sitting and I can't eat anything seriously. You pity me."

What kind of family is the Xiao family? The sixth girl, who is regarded as the apple of the eye by the Empress Dowager, would be so hungry. Who would believe it? However, being stared at by Xiao Yue's watery eyes, Zixuan could only tell Liuli: "Give it to Xiao Yue"

Girl, bring us the bowls and chopsticks." Then he asked politely: "Miss Xiao, I don't know if the food on this table suits your taste. If you have anything you like, just tell me and I'll let the kitchen prepare it."

Xiao Yue's eyes widened when she heard this: "Mrs. Fuguo, you are so kind. You are the biggest and most good person in the world. I want to eat crystal elbows, squirrel mandarin fish..." She didn't repay anything extraordinary.

The names of the dishes are just home-cooked dishes in ordinary official families.

But Zixuan is not an ordinary official family, so she smiled and shook her head at Xiao Yue: "The cook can't get the crystal elbow now, and we don't have mandarin fish in our house... I'm really sorry." She looked at Xiao Yue.

With her wrinkled little face, even Zixuan, who is stingy and frugal by nature, had to say one more thing: "You can hear that Miss Xiao likes sweet things, right? I asked the cook to make a plate of sticky rice with a smile.

Are bean buns good?”

Although Zixuan doesn't like meat, she doesn't have to eat big fish and meat. She knows the principle of combining meat and vegetables; besides, even if she is the Fuguo Lady now, she has a Protectorate Lady's house, but she is sitting on nothing.

, she will not waste it until she finds a good job; of course, with her temperament, even if she becomes the richest man in the Tang Dynasty, she will still not waste it.

She has never been a fan of sweets, and Wen Zhao’s two favorite sweets are sticky bean buns and smiling faces, so they have them ready-made in the kitchen; and these two dishes are authentic home-cooked dishes, which are perfect for coaxing children.

Just right.

Xiao Yue has never heard of the name of this dish, but she always likes to try new things and nodded repeatedly: "Madam, she is indeed the greatest good person in the world."

Shui Muxia coughed twice: "You won't be able to hear big brother's words if you eat, right?"

Xiao Yue waved her hands quickly: "I knelt at the memorial tablet. I haven't finished kneeling on the princess yet. Aren't the princesses and noble lords here? They want to see me, so..." She raised a hand: "I promise to meet you when I go back.
To be continued...