She had an uneasy sleep all night, and Ye Zhenzhen woke up intermittently several times. Finally, she fell asleep, and the sound of Cui Weizhen getting up woke her up again.
Cui Weizhen's movement to lift the quilt froze, and he looked back at the person who opened his eyes in a daze: "I moved too much and woke you up. Go to sleep quickly, it's still early."
In fact, his movements are not big at all. Ye Zhenzhen is not a sensitive person. In the past, he could fall asleep soundly when he got up. But now he has something on his mind, but he can't fall asleep no matter what.
"Don't worry about me. I haven't helped you get dressed for a long time. I will serve you today."
Cui Weizhen couldn't refuse, so he had to go get her clothes and put them on for her. Not long after, the maid heard the noise outside and asked for permission. After getting permission, they filed in. Ye Zhenzhen saw that among the clothes Qiu Feng brought, there were
A familiar scent sachet, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face turned cold unconsciously.
"What's wrong?"
Cui Weizhen followed her line of sight, and his eyes fell on the green sachet, and he guessed: "This sachet looks strange, is it the latest one you made for me?"
Ye Zhenzhen lowered her eyes: "Mom won't let me do needlework recently, so how can I make a sachet for you? I guess it's the craftsmanship of the sewing room."
Cui Weizhen nodded and didn't think much about it. It was just that the maid holding the clothes was a little strange, which made him look at it a few more times. Qiu Feng's legs trembled and she almost knelt down. Fortunately, the lady was impatient and the maids were waiting in the room.
She waved everyone away so that she didn't leak out because of the excessive pressure.
In the house, Ye Zhenzhen stood on her toes to dress Cui Weizhen. Cui Weizhen was afraid that she would fall, so he held her with both hands and kept saying: "It's just dressing, why should I let you do the work? I can do it myself."
Ye Zhenzhen hung the sachet on his waist and forced a smile: "Look, I must be lazy and not virtuous. If you don't indulge me anymore, won't you get bored of me?"
Cui Weizhen frowned and looked down. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhenzhen didn't look at him at all. Her plain white and slender fingers were fidgeting with the sachet on his waist. From his angle, he could only see her thick and thick hair.
Fan eyelashes, and slightly pursed thin lips.
The vague irritability rose in his heart again, and he couldn't help but lift her chin and look at her, "What are you talking about? How could I ever get tired of you? The book says that pregnant women are prone to overthinking.
, please relax and don’t think wildly.”
Ye Zhenzhen used to be such a proud and confident person. She was so beautiful that she thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. Even if the daughter of the Shangshu Mansion competed for him, she was not timid at all, let alone worried that he liked the new and disliked the old. Why has she become so worried now?
?
Did someone say something to her?
Cui Weizhen made up his mind to ask the maid when he came back in the evening. He didn't ask any more questions at the moment. He just put her back on the bed and covered her with a quilt. He said softly: "Go on to sleep. I'll come to accompany you after I get to the office in the evening."
, I’m going to the outer courtyard first.”
Because it was too early, generally speaking, he would not go back to greet Aunt Cui in the morning.
Ye Zhenzhen nodded: "You must come back early in the evening."
Cui Weizhen didn't think much about it, just thinking that he didn't have time to accompany her recently and she was getting awkward, so he couldn't help but smile on his face, pinched the tip of her nose affectionately, his eyes were full of doting and tenderness: "I know, today's Yamen
It's okay, I'll be back soon."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled, but did not explain, her eyes fell on the sachet on his waist, her heart felt like it was set on fire, and she was restless.