hiss--

Pia~

Zhao Hao originally thought that Jiang Zhiyu would open the door after a while, because Nanny Wu's voice came from the bedroom just now.

But he never thought that as soon as he showed off his ventriloquism, the window would open.

"Are you setting off firecrackers again?"

Zhao Hao looked up and found Jiang Zhiyu looking at him with a smile, his peach blossom eyes seemed to be provoking, but also seemed to be playful.

He took a look and saw that Nanny Wu hadn't left the room yet, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Why?"

"come in!"

Jiang Zhiyu saw him stunned, and the smile in her eyes became stronger, but her voice was timid: "Young Master Zhao won't come in, are you waiting for me to pull you in?"

After that, she winked at him.

Anyway, her back was turned to Grandma Wu, so Grandma Wu couldn't see her.

Zhao Hao: "???"

He was really a little confused.

Damn this... the audio and video are a bit out of sync!

But when I looked inside, I found that Nanny Wu was also smiling kindly at me, so I stopped writing and jumped into the house.

Jiang Zhiyu turned around, immediately changed into a soft and frail look, and walked to Nanny Wu obediently: "Mom, this is Young Master Zhao!"

Aunt Wu quickly saluted: "I have met Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Hao quickly helped her up: "Mom, there is no need to be polite. You are Zhiyu's nanny, so you are also my elder. If you salute again, wouldn't it offend me?"

The words were spoken with sincerity and sincerity.

He was thinking in his mind, what was the purpose of Jiang Zhiyu's actions?

I want to tell myself that this Aunt Wu is one of my own.

Or are you suggesting to yourself that Aunt Wu is the emperor's spy? Why not use Aunt Wu to convey some information to the emperor?

He turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiyu, and found that the little girl was looking at him lovingly.

Then, a wink came quietly to the eye that was in the blind spot of Grandma Wu’s sight.

Zhao Hao: Damn it!

However, he quickly realized that the two of them were going to get married in more than a month, so there was no need to introduce himself to Grandma Wu just to convey information to the emperor.

Combined with her attitude towards Grandma Wu, there must be feelings between the two.

but……

Why are you acting like this when you have feelings?

Aren't you tired?

But I thought about myself again...

Oh, that’s okay!

Aunt Wu looked at Zhao Hao and said with a smile: "I have heard the princess tell you about Mr. Zhao a long time ago. When I saw him today, it turned out that as the princess said, the rumors and rumors from the outside world are all slanderous words about Mr. Zhao."

"Hahaha!"

Zhao Hao scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I don't know why, even though I am a simple and shy young man, I was said to be so obscene by them."

Aunt Wu: “…”

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Aunt Wu couldn't help but smile, and then said: "Since Mr. Zhao is here, I will not disturb you young people!"

Zhao Hao nodded: "Mother Wu, take a good rest!"

"Thank you Mr. Zhao!"

Grandma Wu bowed and left the bedroom.

Zhao Hao looked at the direction he left with a smile on his lips.

Although this Aunt Wu calls herself a slave and her attitude is quite respectful, her words can make people feel that she regards Jiang Zhiyu as a relative and junior.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, why are you here so late?"

Jiang Zhiyu's voice was still timid, but her expression was extremely smart, and she raised her eyebrows at the door.

Zhao Hao's heart moved slightly, and he noticed that there was a subtle feeling hanging on him.

Although the intensity of this sense is far inferior to that of the concierge, Old Han, it also shows that Grandma Wu is also capable of cultivation.

He has already left, but he is still observing secretly. This is not the emperor's person.

No wonder the black energy of the star corresponding to Grandma Wu is very light, but it forms a net to surround the star.

leave!

So this girl is also so tired?

For a time, Zhao Hao became very playful.

"I must have come here late at night because I miss you, my treasure!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She glared at Zhao Hao, but her voice was panicked and shy: "Master Zhao, please don't talk nonsense. Although, although our wedding date has been set, we are not married yet. It is so unreasonable and unreasonable. You, you should come less often in the future."

!”

The last sentence even contained a hint of reluctance.

Zhao Hao sighed: "I know girls care about reputation, and I didn't want to at first, but I ate noodles today!"

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment: "What does this have to do with eating noodles?"

"Don't you want to ask me what kind of noodles I'm eating?"

"What noodles?"

"Want to meet you!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She glared at Zhao Hao angrily, and for a moment she had the urge to faint.

But there was a shyness in the voice that was on the verge of collapse: "Ah? Zhao, Mr. Zhao, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Hao became more playful: "After eating the noodles, I will go farming!"

Jiang Zhiyu accepted her fate: "Where?"

Zhao Hao smiled and said: "I am totally devoted to you!"

Jiang Zhiyu shivered and subconsciously rubbed her fair and slender forearms.

Zhao Hao smiled so hard that his mouth twisted, but his voice was still affectionate: "After planting the land, I went to class. What class do you think it was?"

Jiang Zhiyu took off the hairpin from the top of her head and shook it under the candlelight. The light reflected from the tip of the hairpin just hit Zhao Hao's eyes.

She looked at Zhao Hao and said with a smile: "Oh? What class is it?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

He was silent for a moment and then said quickly: "Poetry class, poetry class! Isn't this the literati from the four countries who came to challenge me? I just thought about deepening my poetry cultivation. When the soldiers come, they will cover up the water and the soil, so as not to give us a barren country.

The literary world is a disgrace.”

Jiang Zhiyu gave him a look that said, "You know what you're doing?" and then said, "But of the more than one hundred poems you posted on the door, none of the literati from the four countries were written out, so why are you so panicked?"

Zhao Hao chuckled: "Aren't I afraid that they won't be able to do it, and it will make me look like a bully, and embarrass the literary world of our deserted country?"

Jiang Zhiyu was stunned, and for a moment she didn't understand what Zhao Hao meant.

"Master Zhao means..."

Zhao Hao narrowed his eyes: "I heard that the people of the Fang family in the Jin Kingdom could no longer sit still. They sent people around to buy poems but couldn't get them. Even weaklings like Qin Zhili were visited by them. Guess...

…How much are they bidding for one now?”

Jiang Zhiyu also became interested: "How much does it cost?"

Zhao Hao smiled and said: "Seventy gold!"

Jiang Zhiyu seemed to realize what Zhao Hao wanted to do, but still asked: "You are so willing, but what does this have to do with us?"

Zhao Hao was a little embarrassed: "To be honest, I want to make this money!"

After saying this, he clearly felt that the strand of perception hanging on his body trembled.

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Chapter completed!