Ye Zhenzhen and others did not stay long, they went to visit the old lady of the Zhou family and returned home soon.
On the way back, Ye Zhenzhen noticed something strange about Cui Weizhen. Although he looked no different from usual, the aura around him was inexplicably colder and he was not as relaxed as when he came.
When she finally returned home, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you have any trouble with Mr. Zhou? Why do you look a little unhappy?"
"It's okay, I'm just thinking about something."
Cui Weizhen did not inform Ye Zhenzhen of his plan, because he was worried about scaring her, so he just said, "Tomorrow I will promise to paint for Xiangguo Temple. If there is any invitation post, just decline it."
Ye Zhenzhen's expression was slightly stern, as if she was avoiding trouble. She knew it in her mind and didn't ask any more questions. She just nodded cautiously, "I understand. Mom was ill earlier and her body is still weak.
It's not good, I have to stay at home to help my mother take care of herself. You can go to Xiangguo Temple with peace of mind, I will take care of you at home."
Hearing the string and knowing the elegant meaning, Ziqi Boya's love is nothing more than this.
Cui Weizhen sighed in his heart and his expression softened, "Thank you for your hard work these days."
"I have servants to serve me. I only worry about it occasionally. It's not considered hard work."
Ye Zhenzhen leaned into his arms and said dullly, "It's just that you have just recovered from a serious illness and you are going to Xiangguo Temple to paint. You must take good care of yourself and don't get sick again."
Cui Weizhen reached out and hugged her, rubbing his chin on the top of her head, "Don't worry, I will take Hong Zhiyuan with me. If you have anything, you can ask him to bring me news."
Ye Zhenzhen's heart moved for a moment, but after thinking about it, she still refused with difficulty, "If you want to paint for the Buddhists, you need to be devoted to it to be pious. If it doesn't matter, I won't disturb your purity."
Since you want to avoid trouble, you still have to put on a good show.
Cui Weizhen walked out of the screen for a long time and found Ye Zhenzhen sitting on the bed in a daze. When he caught his sight, she immediately exploded like a firecracker. As a result, she accidentally hit her head on the bed frame. She burst into tears and felt extremely wronged.
Cui Weizhen was startled by her and hurriedly went over to check and found a small bump on her head. He felt very distressed and scolded, "Why are you so careless? Do you think you are too smart because you want to be a fool?"
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Whether he was distressed or scolded, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't listen to it at all. All her senses were surrounded by Cui Weizhen's strong smell. It was no longer the clear and light fragrance of the past, but an extremely aggressive musk...
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When she wanted to understand what this was, she was completely stunned. She didn't even notice Cui Weizhen finishing applying the medicine on her.
Cui Weizhen came back after putting the ointment and saw that she was still in a daze with her eyes straight and her face getting redder and redder. He understood her intention after thinking about it for a moment, and his face showed embarrassment.
He immediately remembered what he was going to do before, went to the screen, changed out, put on the clothes he had left behind, and soon returned to being a well-dressed and handsome young master.
Ye Zhenzhen had come to her senses, but her eyes were evasive and she didn't dare to look at him.
Seeing that she was even more shy, Cui Weizhen's embarrassment and discomfort disappeared in an instant, his eyes quickly passed over her half-covered body, he couldn't help but cough lightly, and said seriously, "Put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold.
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Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously lowered her head and realized what she was in. No wonder Cui Weizhen couldn't control it. This scene of half-hiding his face with his pipa in his arms was even more seductive than a frank conversation.
She hurriedly put on her clothes and jewelry. The atmosphere in the room was still filled with an unspeakable ambiguity and embarrassment. Something seemed to be stirring in the air. Ye Zhenzhen didn't know how to face Cui Weizhen for a moment, so she had to sit back in front of the dressing mirror and slowly
He was combing his messy temples, completely acting like a turtle.
However, the ambiguous atmosphere did not dissipate as she wished. It became more intense when Cui Weizhen stood behind her, picked up the white jade hairpin from the dowry and inserted it into her temples.
He looked at her in the mirror and said, "It's been a long time since I bought you any jewelry. I'll go to Xiangguo Temple later and draw a few more for you and have them painted for you to wear."
