When Chen Zhuo was in Guancheng, he practiced martial arts with the army. After arriving in Beijing, he trained with the secret guards in his house. He made rapid progress. I saw him turn over and climb onto the roof. He was walking on the roof as if on the ground. Not only did he avoid Xiang Xiao
The hidden weapon attack was getting closer and closer to him.
"Okay, boy, there is progress!"
Xiang Xiao got interested, and the two men, one large and one small, started fighting on the roof.
Xiang Xiao went to the kitchen again and put a piece of moon cake in his mouth. The two of them broke branches and used them as weapons to fight.
Xiang Yun led the guards on inspection, and from time to time pieces of broken tiles and branches flew down from the roof. Although he was not surprised by this, but...
"Your Majesty, please pay for the damaged tiles and the artificial materials used by workers to repair them when you leave."
Xiang Xiao was working hard when he choked on his words and jumped off the roof.
"Do we still have to worry so much between us?"
Xiang Yun's face was expressionless.
"There is no need between my subordinates and the Crown Prince, but this is Lord Si's mansion. This mansion was given by the emperor. If it is damaged, it must be repaired."
Xiang Xiao said helplessly: "Okay..."
It was already past dinner time when Si Yiluo woke up, but no one had eaten. Chen Zhuo had been tortured to pieces by Xiang Xiao, and his clothes had been scratched to the point where they looked ugly.
Aunt Chen put her hands on her hips and shouted: "Little bastard, are you itchy because of the new clothes I made for you? Get out of here right now!"
Chen Zhuo was already exhausted, but after being yelled at by his mother, he lost his strength and was frightened. He rolled down from the roof and was caught by Si Yiluo.
He put his arms around Si Yiluo's neck shyly and said: "Beauty saves heroes, sister Aluo, I want to pledge my life to you..."
Si Yiluo threw him into the yard with an expressionless expression.
Xiang Xiao laughed and said: "You don't even have long hair, so you dare to speak so brazenly!"
"Okay, you're all hungry, come and eat!"
Aunt Chen put the food on the table and invited everyone to sit down and eat.
In the backyard, Yan Li, who had a rare day of leisure, stood in the yard and shouted outside: "When will this day end!"
He hasn't seen anyone outside the Sifu for several months. He hasn't gone shopping, bought new clothes, gone to Tanchun Building, or bought snacks for several months... This is even more uncomfortable than going to jail!
Living here is probably similar to the cold palace in the palace!
Not seeing Si Yiluo, Yu Mo calmed down instead. He went to the vegetable garden every day to look at the autumn cucumbers and pumpkins he planted. Looking eagerly at the fruits, he picked a small basket of cucumbers and came back humming a tune.
I saw my companion complaining in the courtyard.
Yan Li glared at him. The autumn cucumbers in the basket looked very tender, so he stretched out his hand to stop him.
"Give me a cucumber to cool down."
Yu Mo protected the basket inside his elbow.
"This is what I left for adults. If you want to eat it, you can pick it yourself!"
"Master Si has probably forgotten that there are people like us, and you are still thinking about her! How long has it been since we last seen you, sir, and you are still dreaming about her?"
The two of them were from Zhou Yu. Like Yue Beishu, they came from humble backgrounds. They had been influenced by Gou Lan since childhood and had no bottom line. Their lifelong goal was to please their master and win favor.
Gong Xiyun was bare-armed and hit the wooden pile with his fist, cracking a crack. He regarded the wooden pile as Si Yiluo and practiced a set of boxing techniques every day.
Since he arrived, the wooden piles have been replaced several times.
At first, Yu Mo and Yan Li worked together to ostracize him, but later they found that they couldn't defeat him at all, and they were all equally unpopular, so everyone lived in harmony.
There was a well in the yard. Gong Xiyun fetched a bucket of water and wiped the sweat off his body in the yard.
His figure is well-proportioned and extremely powerful.
Yu Mo and Yan Li felt ugly, but Wei Chen looked envious and wanted him to teach him but didn't dare to speak. Gong Xiyun was so proud that he didn't take them seriously at all.
As if he was deliberately going against Yu Mo, he grabbed two cucumbers from his basket while he was not paying attention, and washed them with well water. The crisp sound made Yu Mo go crazy.
After eating and washing, he hung the clothes to dry in the yard and slammed the door.
Xiao sound came from the upper room, and Yue Beishu's Xiao sound was not disturbed by anyone. It was cold and lingering, penetrating every inch of the air with gloomy and unhappy emotions.
Yan Li became increasingly irritable, and Yu Mo hurried back to his room, fearing that he would not be able to keep the remaining cucumbers.
He stood in the yard and kicked Gong Xiyun's wooden stake, which made him gasp in pain.
Gong Xiyun hammers such a hard thing with his fist every day. Are his fists made of iron? How come he can even be bullied by a wooden stake!
"What are you looking at?" He glared at Wei Chen who was sitting in the shade doing needlework, "I've never seen a grown man's family embroider every day! Sissy!"
Wei Chen ignored him, took up the thread, and put away the gown he had sewn for Si Yiluo.
Si Yiluo is very handsome, but the styles of women's clothes in the world are not suitable for her. She wears men's clothes every day, and they don't fit well. He did it just right, but he doesn't know that she will like it?
Chen Zhuo remembered something and asked: "Sister Aluo, should those male favorites in your backyard be let out for some air tonight? How about we also hold a family dinner? Then let them perform a show each.
We even saved the theater troupe!"
Si Yiluo thought about Wei Heyan's invitation in the evening and felt a little absent-minded, so he casually agreed: "Okay, let Xiang Yun arrange it."
Chen Zhuo patted his chest and said, "No need to trouble Brother Xiang Yun, I can handle this job!"
Si Yiluo hummed. She couldn't sit still. She went to the Yamen again in the afternoon to sort out and review the information investigated by her subordinates. She tested Wei Heyan's attitude tonight... and then suddenly thought that she should do it tonight.
How to test?
Seeing that it was getting late outside, she packed up the documents and put them away. It was time to prepare for the banquet.
Er Qiao was waiting for her at the door of the house.
"Sir, the Admiral's Mansion opposite has sent two boxes, and a nun, who said she wanted to see you before leaving. She is still in the living room at the moment."
Si Yiluo strode and left Er Qiao behind.
As expected, there was a woman in the living room, but she was quite old, in her twenties. Judging by her dress, she must be the nun in charge.
The nun stood up and saluted, then opened the box on the left, which contained a dark black gold-woven dress. The box on the right contained a set of gold jewelry, and the crown matched the pattern on the dress.
"My master said that Master Si is not good at this, so he asked his servant to help him comb his hair. It's getting late, so you should dress up and go to the banquet earlier."
Er Qiao looked at the clothes and jewelry in the box and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful. It will definitely look great on you, sir."
Wei Heyan is so considerate!
"Come with me."
Er Qiao stepped forward to help carry a box, and followed her to Si Yiluo's room with her grandma.
"My servant will help you cleanse your face."
Si Yiluo washed and dried his face without her having to do anything.
She was not an Israeli waitress, and grandma did not dare to ask too much, so she stepped forward and took off her hair.
"My servant will help you comb your hair first."
She held a mahogany comb in her hand, and Si Yiluo watched her movements from the bronze mirror. She would never do such an act of exposing her life to a stranger, but she didn't know what Wei Heyan was selling in the gourd.
She tolerated the medicine for the time being.
Her hair became obedient in her hands, and soon it was pulled into a bun on her head. The jewelry was not too complicated, at least Si Yiluo could accept it.
It's just that the tassels on the side are getting in the way.
"This slave will help you undress."
The black gold-woven dress was similar to the regular clothes Wei Heyan often wore. There were lifelike butterflies on the skirt, and wisteria flowers were wrapped around the neckline of the sleeves.
The girl's face was rosy and she did not need to apply makeup. When she stood up, her grandma took out a pair of embroidered shoes of the same color from the box and placed them on the ground. She took off her short boots and put them on.
Si Yiluo does not have pierced ears, but it does not affect the overall beauty.
This set of clothes and shoes seemed to be tailor-made for her. Most of her usual clothes are black, but this set of clothes is low-key yet luxurious, and luxurious yet cool, which perfectly complements her temperament.
She is still her, but she seems different.
"You guys go out first."
Er Qiao was stunned. She just felt that her master looked so beautiful today, and she couldn't find a suitable adjective for a while.
It's like a king from the underworld, yes, a king. There is no woman in the world who can be like her family!