There was no emotion or anger in Xuan Jinmo's voice. He put down the brush in his hand, looked at the snow-white rice paper pressed under the paperweight, and wrote words on it carefully, as if the brush was writing. A trace of poetry appeared in front of his eyes, but...
Just thinking about it, the rice paper is still white.
It was as if his mood at this time could not be seen at all on his face, but it was actually ups and downs.
Ping'er and Mi'er walked in anxiously, kneeling on the ground together, not daring to raise their heads, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "This slave is incompetent. Madam said that this slave cannot be tolerated in front of her. She resigned and asked this slave to come back to serve the master."
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Xuan Jinmo asked expressionlessly: "Why?"
Ping'er and Mi'er looked at each other, and they discussed it on the way. But after seeing Xuan Jinmo, their hearts were beating wildly. They didn't know how Xuan Jinmo would deal with them.
"The madam said that she didn't like the appearance of the two slaves." Mi'er said tremblingly.
Xuan Jinmo was slightly startled. This reason was beyond his expectation. It sounded like she was jealous. However, Tong Xiaoye's behavior last night and this morning did not show that she was a jealous woman. Instead, she had a very stubborn temper.
, refused to give in, although his words did not sound angry, but every word choked him.
"Really?" Xuan Jinmo picked up the brush, thought about it, and then put it down, "Is there any other reason? It sounds like Madam is a little jealous. I didn't expect that she is so good at jealousy."
Ping'er and Mi'er breathed a sigh of relief. Xuan Jinmo's reaction was similar to what Tong Xiaoye said before. In this case, the two of them would not be driven back to Xiluan Pavilion. Godmother Yu Meiniang would be punished.
Secondly, the two of them are really reluctant to leave here.
Hearing the two men's soft gasps, they knew they were relieved. Xuan Jinmo raised his head and smiled coldly. There must be something wrong with these two people. He asked in a voice, "She didn't say anything else?"
"No, no!" Ping'er and Mi'er blurted out at the same time, but neither of them dared to raise their heads.
Xuan Jinmo smiled coldly and said slowly: "My wife just got married, how can I make her unhappy the next day? It's not too late for me to feel pain, how can I make her uncomfortable because of the looks of you two slaves? Come on,
Go and ask Madam to come over. If she is really angry because she looks at you two, how can you stay? It would be better to throw her out as soon as possible."
Ping'er and Mi'er were so frightened that they immediately knocked their heads to the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Please forgive me, Master. It's because the two slaves were too careless and made the madam angry. The slaves don't dare to do it anymore."
Xuan Jin raised his eyebrows silently and said slowly: "Really? If that's the case, why would you lie?"
"My lady told my slaves to say this." Ping'er said softly, with sweat on his forehead and his body trembling slightly. "The slaves were worried that the master would be unhappy if the lady resigned him and sent them back, so the lady said to the slaves, as long as
Tell the master that it is the madam who does not like the appearance of the two slaves. The master will only think that the madam is jealous and will never blame the slaves. The slaves do not know what to do, so they have to do as the madam ordered and beg the master for mercy.
Pass the slaves."
Xuan Jinmo smiled faintly, "It's really careless. Otherwise, why would she kick you out for this reason? Let me tell you, why are you so careless?"
Ping'er lowered his head and murmured: "The fire was almost extinguished, the tea cup was empty, and the tea was cold. It seemed, it seemed that the slaves were all done right away, but Madam wanted to quit the slaves."
Mi'er suddenly remembered something and said in a trembling voice: "It was Mi'er who was careless. She was scared for a moment and only remembered to add hot water to the teapot but forgot to change the tea leaves. So the lady only took a sip and put down the tea cup. It's Mi'er."
No, but please master, please don’t kick Mi’er out.”
Xuan Jinmo dipped the ink in the inkstone, sipped it on the edge of the inkstone, and said lightly: "Well, it is indeed careless, and it is indeed time to resign. In addition to blaming you like this, don't you wonder why there are such careless slaves in the house?
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Mi'er lamented in her heart and said softly: "Madam asked, but she knows that these two slaves are originally from Xiluan Pavilion."
Xuan Jinmo was stunned for a moment, moved his hands a little slower, and asked coldly: "How did she know?"
"Madam said: You two act loosely, your eyes are charming, and the tips of your fingers are not wet with spring water. I'm afraid you are the women of Xiluan Pavilion, right? The slaves know that they can't be deceived, so they have to admit it." There was crying in Mi'er's voice.
Xuan Jinmo will definitely drive them back.
Xuan Jinmo suddenly laughed, as if he heard something very interesting.
Someone outside said in a slightly louder voice: "Master, the lady is here."
Xuan Jinmo stopped laughing and said with a smile: "Please come in quickly, Madam. It must be extremely cold outside. My mother-in-law has told Madam to light the fire as she is always afraid of the cold."
As Tong Xiaoye walked inside, he muttered in his heart, being courteous for nothing will definitely mean nothing! As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ping'er and Mi'er kneeling on the ground, both with their heads lowered and looking sad and weeping.
Looking at the back is also pitiful.
"Madam is here." Xuan Jinmo came out from behind the table, stepped forward to greet her, and wrapped Tong Xiaoye's hand in his own, ignoring Tong Xiaoye's slightly annoyed eyes and subconscious struggle, "My hands are indeed cold."
Tong Xiaoye whispered: "You really look the same from time to time!"
"Come, come over and see how good my handwriting is, your husband." Xuan Jinmo seemed not to hear Tong Xiaoye's low voice, half dragging and half hugging Tong Xiaoye to stand behind the table with him, looking at the table
Above are the words he just wrote.
Ping'er and Mi'er looked at each other sadly and lowered their heads quietly.
Tong Xiaoye looked at the words on the rice paper. The writing was indeed beautiful, but a little cold. She said deliberately: "The words look more pleasing to the eye than my husband."
Xuan Jin silently listened to Tong Xiaoye calling him husband solemnly, and almost laughed out loud, but the expression on his face was still gentle and compassionate, "Well, I remember husband, and I will try my best to look like this in the future."
Tong Xiaoye stared at Xuan Jinmo sideways in astonishment. She didn't say anything for a long time, and then whispered: "Let go of my hand. I want to try to see if I got cold from the cold last night, or if someone let me go today."
I’m so angry that I’m confused.”
Xuan Jinmo laughed and sat down on the chair. With a push of his hand, Tong Xiaoye moved and sat on his lap. He wanted to struggle, but he was held tightly. He heard Xuan Jinmo's voice.
She whispered in her ear: "Tong Xiaoye, your martial arts are good, but the fragrance in this study will be poisoned by anyone except me who exerts even the slightest force. Don't even think about struggling."
Tong Xiaoye frowned. Indeed, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't move even if he tried to struggle. He could only glare at Xuan Jinmo bitterly, "Are you a fox?"
Xuan Jinmo ignored her and gently rubbed his lips against Tong Xiaoye's ear, which made Tong Xiaoye feel itchy and hot, but he couldn't struggle.