Of course, Cui Weizhen, who is not troubled by this aspect, will definitely not understand.
Although he didn't understand, he knew Zhen'er's beauty-loving temperament, so he wisely avoided hot sauce and specially selected light and refreshing sauces and side dishes for her. One bite after another, he didn't feel it was too much when he ate it.
When they were full, they had already wiped out all the pasta on the table.
Ye Zhenzhen cried silently in her heart. If you eat so much at night, how much meat will you gain tomorrow?
Her eyes were filled with sadness: "I'm not hungry, why are you feeding me so much?"
Cui Weizhen: "..." He didn't force her to stutter either!
Maybe it was because the look in his eyes that looked like a fool was too obvious. Ye Zhenzhen became angry because of embarrassment, but she didn't have the confidence to refute. Who told her to be carried away by the beauty?
She turned her head in embarrassment and told Xiaoman: "Take all the things out. Thank you for your hard work tonight."
"Slaves don't have to work hard. Serving their masters is their blessing."
Xiaoman and the cooks were flattered, and they quickly put away the dishes, spoons, and chopsticks on the dining table and put them back into the food boxes. They brought water and wiped the dining table several times before respectfully leaving.
During this time, Ye Zhenzhen kept walking around in the main room. She had eaten too much. If she didn't digest it well, she might not be able to sleep tonight.
Cui Weizhen was so dizzy that she turned around and held her hand: "Let's go outside for a walk."
The weather was not beautiful, and there was no starlight in the dark night. Only the candlelight under the eaves flickered. Ye Zhenzhen and Cui Weizhen held hands and walked around the familiar yet unfamiliar Mingxi Garden. Apart from the sound of the friction of clothing, there was no sound.
Other noises.
The silent night has a certain loneliness and mystery, and it is like some kind of silent music that can easily affect the complicated thoughts. Unknowingly, the love threads are stirred and the thoughts are lingering.
Ye Zhenzhen stopped under the jujube tree in the yard. The jujube tree had lost all its leaves in winter, leaving only the bare branches winding crookedly in the night, and the mottled and brown tree body was like a twilight tree.
The old man walked alone, which only added to his loneliness.
The servants felt disappointed and were afraid that their masters would be unhappy, so they tied red silk and sachets on their heads and dressed up in a bright red and cheerful style, as if it was as warm and rich as autumn. At first glance, it looked like a courtyard.
The most eye-catching color.
Li Yue was very thoughtful. Whether it was Fuxi Courtyard or Mingxi Courtyard, every part of the residence was modeled after the courtyards in the capital, just for fear that the masters would not live well. However, there were always areas where manpower was not enough, and it was impossible to achieve uniformity everywhere.
For example, this jujube tree obviously does not exist in Mingxiyuan in the capital.
No matter how similar other places are, every time I see this jujube tree, the strange feeling of being in a foreign land comes to my face. Especially in this late and silent night, the sense of violation is even stronger.
.
"Zhen'er doesn't like this jujube tree?"
Cui Weizhen saw her staring at the jujube tree for a long time without saying a word, and her expression was not necessarily happy, so he also developed some prejudices against the jujube tree: "This jujube tree is really not growing well. Let Zhang San dig it up tomorrow and transplant it."
Here comes a tree. How about a loquat tree? It can grow fruit and not lose its leaves in winter..."
"That's not necessary."
Ye Zhenzhen laughed and thought about Cui Weizhen's plan: "This jujube tree looks quite old. The tree has spirit. How can it be cut down at will just because of temporary preference? It looks good this way."
Ye Zhenzhen fiddled with the red silk on the branch, and suddenly there was a snap, and a brocade bag hanging on the branch failed to hang securely, and fell down with the swaying branch.
Cui Weizhen, with quick eyes and quick hands, caught it and then raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"There's something in there."
Ye Zhenzhen immediately became curious, took the sachet from his hand, untied the tie and found that there was a note stuffed inside, which looked a bit like hanging from a praying tree in a temple.
wish kit.
She hesitated a little.
Cui Weizhen saw through her thoughts and said with a smile: "You are the mistress of the Cui family. What can't you see in such a huge mansion? Let alone a small tips bag hanging in the yard."
It seems to make sense.
Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment, and finally her curiosity overcame her weak sense of morality, and she decided to take a closer look - the person who stuffed the note probably never dreamed that the husband and his wife, who were busy with their busy schedules, would actually have the leisure to peek at her.
Small note written.
Ye Zhenzhen unfolded the note and Cui Weizhen looked over -
Phew.
Ye Zhenzhen smiled, but Cui Weizhen's face darkened.
"Hahaha, no need to guess, this note must have been drawn by that little girl from Yupan. In such a huge mansion, with so many maids and women, only that maid has the courage to arrange for you."
Cui Weizhen snorted coldly, and then remembered the scene during the day, and became even more angry: "Nu Xiao, his master, any master has his own maid. That maid in Yupan is very courageous."
He was very angry and wanted to grab the note and destroy the body and eliminate traces of the body, but Ye Zhenzhen didn't do it as he wanted. She held it firmly in her hand and said with a smile: "I'll show it to my mother tomorrow. I guarantee it will be happy."
Get up. I didn’t expect that the girl on the jade plate looks silly, but she is good at painting. I don’t know who she learned it from.”
"Who else could it be? Who else could draw like this except you?"
Cui Weizhen said angrily that such small figure paintings were taught by Zhen'er when she was teaching children. The jade plate was always mixed with the officials. At that time, even the furniture in the village could not escape their graffiti. It must be that
The foundation will be laid in a while.
Yes, the reason why this note made both Cui Weizhen and Ye Zhenzhen blush was because there was a simple drawing drawn with charcoal on it. There was a man wearing a magistrate's hat with raised eyebrows and raised eyes.
The face was painted extremely black and looked fierce;
Standing in front of him was a little woman with her arms akimbo, her expression particularly arrogant, her mouth slightly open, as if she was talking, and then a floating bubble circle came out, with three words crookedly written in the circle: "Sleep in the study!"
Who is painted in this painting is no longer the case.
If I remember correctly, Ye Zhenzhen made such a remark when she and Cui Weizhen were arguing a while ago. It seemed that Jade Plate was on duty at that time...
This little girl has really taken advantage of her, but she just likes it.
Ye Zhenzhen put the note into her purse cautiously, and did not forget to warn Cui Weizhen: "This is mine, you are not allowed to steal it."
Cui Weizhen paused, and his tone became colder: "I disdain to do such villainous behavior."
Ye Zhenzhen looked at him suspiciously: "Seriously?"
Cui Weizhen stared back at her.
"...Okay, let me believe you for now." Ye Zhenzhen touched the purse around her waist and said with a smile: "By the way, you can't blame Yupan, what a cute little girl!"