"That's right, hurry up and explain to me what happened between you and Yue'er."
Young Master Liu turned his head and observed the surrounding situation. After confirming that no one else was present, he tightened his cloak and squatted next to the rockery.
"If this girl Yue'er is unhappy and absent-minded because she has something to do with this young master.
Then the reason why Yue'er is in such a mood is because of a problem of this young master."
Liu Zhi'an looked stunned and looked at Young Master Liu with doubts in his eyes: "Huh? Just because of a question?"
"Yes, just because of a problem?"
"Besides this...other than that, is there anything else?"
"Yes, there is nothing else!"
"Liu Zhi'an was silent for a moment thoughtfully, looked at Young Master Liu and said casually: "Oh, in that case, you should talk to me about it.
What kind of questions did you ask Yue'er to make Yue'er, who has always been carefree and cheerful, become like this?"
Liu Mingzhi reached out and took the wine bag in Liu Zhian's hand. He raised his head and took a few sips of wine, then breathed a few hot breaths into his palm with a complicated expression.
"Huh, half a day ago, after I came out of Tianxiang Tower, I met Yue'er on the street who was going to buy rouge and gouache.
When my young master and Yue'er were about to return to the house, I asked Yue'er.
If this young master leaves the country in her hands, will he be able to manage it well?
This is what I asked Yue'er."
As soon as Mr. Liu finished speaking, he frowned slightly and sighed, silently taking out his tobacco bag from his waist.
After listening to the eldest son's explanation, Liu Zhi'an's face froze instantly, and a clearly visible look of depression appeared in his eyes.
Liu Zhi'an glanced at Mr. Liu who was packing tobacco with a depressed expression. He first picked up the premonition on the side lightly, then carefully bowed his body and walked quietly towards the corridor not far away.
He looked at Young Master Liu who was lighting up his tobacco and didn't notice him at all. He quickly put his gaze away and quickened his pace.
Liu Zhi'an, Liu Zhi'an, you are so damn full that you can hold on.
Why don't you just go fishing properly? Why do you have to get involved in this nonsense?
Young Master Liu narrowed his eyes and exhaled a puff of smoke, then raised his hand and passed the fire stick to the side.
"Old man, do you want some?"
"Old man."
Not hearing Liu Zhi'an's answer, Young Master Liu turned his head and looked to the side helplessly: "Old man, you are deaf, I ask... eh?"
When Young Master Liu saw that there were only a bunch of messy footprints left on the snow next to the rockery, but there was no figure of Liu Zhian, he looked stunned for a moment, then stood up immediately.
"Holy shit, shit, where are the people?"
Young Master Liu couldn't help but exclaimed softly, walked a few steps hurriedly, raised his head and looked around in the courtyard.
"Old man? Old man?"
Under the long corridor in front of him on the left, Liu Zhi'an heard Young Master Liu's doubtful voice coming from behind him. He lifted up his cloak and quickened his pace again.
At the same time, Mr. Liu's searching eyes happened to fall on Liu Zhian.
Young Master Liu saw the back of his old man hurriedly away, and subconsciously raised his feet to catch up.
"Hey, hey, old man, what are you doing? We haven't finished talking yet!"
When Liu Zhi'an heard what Young Master Liu said, he turned back to look at Young Master Liu and rolled his eyes angrily.
"Gungun, I went fishing outside the city.
As for you and Yue'er, I don't want to get involved in the matters between you and your daughter!
That’s it, you go ahead and do whatever you want, you bastard.”
As soon as Liu Zhi'an finished speaking, he ran straight out of the corridor without looking back.
Young Master Liu watched the old man's back disappear under the arch with his brows slightly furrowed, and shook his head with a complicated expression.
After hearing the old man's answer, how could he not understand why Liu Zhian suddenly left in a hurry.
To put it bluntly, I just don’t want to get involved in the matter of which of my children I want to make the crown prince.
Liu Mingzhi withdrew his gaze, raised his head and took a sip of wine, then turned and walked towards Qi Yun's boudoir.
After entering the beauty's boudoir, Liu Mingzhi took off his cloak and walked slowly towards the stove next to him.
After a long time.
Young Master Liu brewed a pot of fragrant tea, lay half on the couch next to the stove, holding a volume of books in his hand and began to read silently.
Time passes without trace and quietly.
The sunlight flickers through the window, and the figures in the room move forward.
The door opens.
Sisters Qi Yun and Qing Lian each held four or five large and small brocade boxes in their hands and walked into the room talking and laughing.
Qinglian closed the door and looked at Qi Yun with a regretful expression and said softly: "Sister Yun, that hosta is really good.
Although the price of the hosta is a little low, no matter from the jade quality, shape, or craftsmanship of the hairpin, the hosta can be said to be of high quality.
It’s really a pity that you didn’t buy it.”
"Hi, Sister Lian'er, there is no shortage of hairpins in my sister's jewelry box. If you don't have hairpins all the time, it's nothing. If you don't buy it, you don't buy it."
"Sister Yun, of course I know that you are not short of hairpins.
What I mean is, sister, you finally found a hairpin that you like very much. It’s really a shame that you didn’t buy it back..."
Qi Yun put several brocade boxes in her hand on the table, turned around and interrupted Qinglian with a smile: "Sister Lian'er, it's okay, it's all over.
Stop talking, stop talking, hurry up and help your sister sort out the things she bought today."
Qinglian also placed the brocade box in her hand on the table, and nodded helplessly with a pretty face.
"Okay, how do you organize everything?"
Qi Yun poured two cups of tea from the pot and handed a cup of tea to Qinglian with a smile.
"No hurry, no rush, let's have a cup of tea and take a breather first."
Qinglian smiled slightly and took the tea cup: "Hey, thank you sister."
Qi Yun turned around and sat down on the chair: "Sister, stop standing, sit down and take a rest."
"Hey, little sister knows."
Qingliantan took a sip of herbal tea with her mouth slightly opened, then turned to look at Qi Yun: "Sister, we sisters haven't seen our husbands since we came back.
Now that the sun has gone down, what has he been doing?"
Qi Yun shook her head gently, stood up and walked towards the stove: "Who knows, I guess I went to the study to do some business again.
Sister, you drink tea first, and sister lights the candles in the room first."
"Okay, sister, please do your business first."
Qi Yunde just looked towards the stove and immediately saw Young Master Liu who was sleeping soundly on the couch next to the stove.
Qi Yun never thought that besides her two sisters, there was another person in her boudoir.
She suddenly saw her husband sleeping soundly on the recliner. She was caught off guard and was startled, and she couldn't help but exclaimed.
"ah!"
Qinglian heard Qi Yun's surprised voice and quickly turned around and looked over: "Huh? Sister Yun? What's wrong? What's wrong?"
Qi Yun stretched out her hand and caressed her plump chest a few times, then let out a long breath with her mouth slightly opened.
"It's okay, it's okay, it's your husband."
When Qinglian looked at Qi Yun, she naturally saw Young Master Liu on the recliner.
Qinglian was also startled when she saw her husband sleeping soundly on the recliner.
"Oh, husband, husband, why is he here?"
Qi Yun looked back at Qing Lian and shook her head a few times before walking towards the stove with light steps.
To be continued...