Due to delays in official duties, Cui Weizhen came back a little late today.
It was rare for the martial arts arena to be quiet, and today's ice play activities must have ended early. Cui Weizhen didn't think much and walked straight back to Mingxi Garden.
Today's Ming Xiyuan is very strange. Not only is the woman guarding the door full of energy, but there is also a familiar little maid who is still looking at the door. As soon as she sees him coming back, she immediately runs inside.
I don't know whether she was too anxious or the road was too slippery, but the little maid fell down while running. Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes in the winter, so she didn't feel the pain. She patted the snow particles on her clothes and continued running into the courtyard.
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While running, he shouted: "Madam, it's not good, the husband is back..."
Cui Weizhen: "..."
Where does this mean-spirited maid come from? Is she afraid that others will not know that her wife is doing bad things?
Ye Zhenzhen thought so too.
She almost choked on the chestnuts in her mouth. Yuxiu quickly patted her back to calm her down. Cui Zhiduan anxiously brought tea to her throat. Qiu Wu scolded the little maid beside him: "How can you be so big?"
Yelling? You will be punished if you startle the lady and the young man. I have told you so many times that you should not make any noises on weekdays, and your behavior should be elegant and quiet, otherwise you will not be able to be a maid beside the master!"
The little maid felt a little aggrieved: "But, Sister Qiuwu, you asked me to go watch the wind!"
Qiu Wu glared at her sideways, and the little maid immediately calmed down, lowered her head and walked to the madam to confess: "This slave has violated my decency, please forgive me madam."
Ye Zhenzhen finally regained her composure. She didn't have time to teach the little maid a lesson for her lack of heart, so she hurriedly directed the maids in the house to clear up the stolen goods: "Quick, quick, don't be stunned. Put away the roasted chestnuts. Don't be fooled."
Lang Jun found out!"
Yes! Lang Jun is back!
It’s all the fault of the little maids who yelled and made Madam choke on her food. They only focused on serving Madam and forgot such an important thing!
The house immediately became busy, people were removing the stove, people were hiding chestnuts, Yuxiu and Qiuwu also twisted hot handkerchiefs to serve the wife and the young man respectively to wipe the charcoal dust on their hands... The room was full of headless people.
Flies were scurrying around and it was a busy mess.
Cui Weizhen had deliberately slowed down his pace, but when he walked back to the lobby, he still saw this messy scene.
"Please be well, sir!"
The greetings of the maid holding the curtain were particularly loud, and the chaotic voices in the hall suddenly became quiet as if the pause button had been pressed.
Ye Zhenzhen's eyelids were twitching, she covered her lips with a handkerchief, and while quietly wiping the ash at the corner of her mouth, she greeted in a warm voice: "Weizhen, you are back, why are you half an hour later than usual today?"
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I don’t know, I thought she was a lady from some elegant and elegant family.
"I was delayed because of official business at the Yamen."
Cui Weizhen's expression remained unchanged as he stepped into the warm room. While taking off the blanket on his body, he looked around the room calmly——
There is a vague aroma in the room, but it is definitely not the smell of spices; a figure trembles behind the curtain, as if he has hurriedly hid in; a small red clay stove used to warm wine appears on the desk in the lobby at an inappropriate time.
Next to it, on the blanket not far from Zhen'er, there was a trace of charcoal fire; behind Yuxiu and Qiu Wu stood a little maid carrying water. The water in the basin was slightly black, but Qiu Wu held it.
The handkerchief is used to wipe Wangzi’s hands, Yuxiu’s handkerchief...
Oh, someone in panic snatched me to wipe my mouth.
Cui Weizhen narrowed his eyes, walked to Ye Zhenzhen and sat down, his eyes fell on her handkerchief: "Why do you wipe your mouth with a wet handkerchief? Yuxiu, is this how you serve your wife?"
After all, she is the eldest maid who has been serving her for many years. The other maids thought that the husband was angry and were so frightened that they did not dare to say anything. Yuxiu could still stand firmly, with a look of shame on her face: "My servant has not been able to serve me well. Please punish me, madam and husband."
Ye Zhenzhen realized later that she was holding a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and her body stiffened, but when she met Cui Weizhen's eyes, she still spoke up to defend her maid: "It has nothing to do with her, it's me.
It’s for personal use.”
Oh, Cui Weizhen handled it gently, without any intention of continuing to argue. His eyes always fell on Ye Zhenzhen's face, and he smiled: "Why are you talking to me with your face covered? Is it possible that you are still shy?"
"Isn't this the time you came back from the office? I was so happy that I forgot about it for a while..."
Ye Zhenzhen slowly put down the handkerchief, her heart pounding all the time. Although she was very polite when eating chestnuts, she didn't know if the chestnuts got on the corner of her mouth or if she had wiped off the residue. If Wei Zhen found out...
As a result, when I looked up, I saw the joking look on Cui Weizhen's face, and the thick smile in his eyes that I couldn't hide.
What's wrong?
"Mom! You have turned into a little cat!"
The little kid Cui Zhiduan didn't notice his mother's nervousness at all, and laughed happily: "She looks exactly like Xue'er who got into the chimney!"
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes widened, and she immediately took out the small mirror she carried with her and took a look. The clear mercury mirror immediately reflected the black marks on the east and west of her face. The left and right symmetry was so perfect that she looked like a child.
The spirited cat demon.
Her heart was broken and she didn't dare to look at Cui Weizhen's expression at this time. She glared at Yuxiu angrily: Her face was so dirty, why didn't you tell her earlier?
Yuxiu was so wronged that she explained in a low voice: "Madam's face is not dirty in the first place, it's just that you snatched the handkerchief to wipe your hands, and the handkerchief is still stained with carbon dust..."
If you wipe your face with a wet handkerchief stained with charcoal dust, wouldn't it turn you into a tabby cat?
It was self-defeating, she was the one talking about.
Ye Zhenzhen felt like crying, but Cui Weizhen was still beside her and asked in surprise: "I was about to ask, why are there soot on your hands?"
Ye Zhenzhen didn't want to answer, this person must have seen through it a long time ago, and deliberately pretended not to know anything, just waiting to see her show off.
She is not willing to cooperate, but her son is.
This silly kid didn't know the sinister nature of people's hearts, so he happily shared with his father: "Dad, my mother took me to roast chestnuts to eat! The chestnuts are fragrant, sweet, and delicious! It's a pity that my brother can't eat chestnuts, otherwise it would be even more lively.
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Cui Weizhen raised the corners of his lips and looked at someone who was packing quails with a half-smile: "Oh, it turns out they are roasted chestnuts. I thought Zhen'er had researched new spices."
Ye Zhenzhen squeezed out a stiff smile and tried to save herself: "Yeah, you haven't been to the office for a long time today, so Wangzi and I warmed up to wait for you. Suddenly, I remembered that I still had some chestnuts, so I roasted them and ate them...
It tastes good, would you like some?"
Cui Weizhen looked around: "Oh, where are the chestnuts?"
The corner of Ye Zhenzhen's mouth twitched: "I was worried that you wouldn't like it, so I asked the servants to evacuate. Yuxiu, go and get the stove and chestnuts again!"
I just hope Wei Zhen eats her chestnuts and forgets his previous agreement not to eat snacks!
And, moreover, it’s just roasted chestnuts, it can’t be counted as a snack, right?