Xinping remained silent, staring straight at the mother and son.

By this time, you all knew without asking that the woman in Jingchai's sarong in front of you, who looked like an ordinary village woman, was Liu Yueze's wife.

To be more precise, she is her master's wife.

Master...

As soon as these two people came to mind, Xinping couldn't help but frown. Although she had eaten nothing along the way and was even "hungry and cold" at this time, she could only think of the two "Master's Wife".

As she read the word, she tasted an inexplicable bitter taste on the tip of her tongue, which was more bitter than any medicine she had drunk as a child.

It’s so bitter…

Ever since Liu Yueze came to Beijing to report on his work and mentioned his wife and children to her in the post house, Xinping had sketched the appearance of this woman in his imagination more than once. Maybe she was white, maybe she was dark, maybe she was tall, maybe she was stocky, maybe she was

Her family was wealthy, her manners were elegant, and she might even be unreasonable, requiring great patience and care from her gentle teacher.

But she never imagined that Liu Yueze's wife turned out to be such a person.

She is neither beautiful nor ugly, neither tall nor short, and there is no way for people to remember her after the first glance. She even has no knowledge, and has not even read the Analects of Confucius.

Xinping couldn't help biting his lower lip, a hint of anger showing on his face.

At this moment, Chu Yun, who was standing next to her, saw her expression and felt a little worried in her heart - this princess usually has no airs, and she has been serving the princess since she was very young. The two are like sisters.

Only Princess Xinping would tell her the secret feelings hidden in her heart, but no matter what, the princess is a princess, and once she gets angry, the consequences will definitely not be something ordinary people can bear.

When he saw Xinping staring at Mrs. Liu with somewhat annoyed eyes, Chuyun yelled in his heart that it was not good.

She carefully tugged on Xinping's sleeve and said softly: "Mr.—Miss?"

Ping's heart suddenly shook.

She turned back to look at Chu Yun, her face uncertain, and whispered: "Why are you pulling me?"

Chu Yun whispered: "My maid, I see that you are a little unhappy. Is it cold? If it's cold, let's go into the Liu Mansion to warm ourselves up, or we can wait for Mr. Liu to come back..."

Xinping couldn't hear what she said next. He only frowned and said, "Why am I unhappy?"

Chu Yun looked at her again but said nothing.

After Xinping said those words, he seemed to feel guilty. He looked away in panic and looked at the mother and son. At this moment, Mrs. Liu had already put away the oil-paper umbrella in her hand and helped her son to dust the snow on his trouser legs.

Mo, she seemed to feel the eyes behind her and looked back at them.

Xinping's heartbeat became even more chaotic.

At that moment, she was not just unhappy. She knew very well that at that moment, she had already thought very far, and even thought about how she should pamper her father and mother.

——If they don’t care, she will secretly go to the prince brother or the Hanwang brother and ask them to find a way to get this vulgar woman away from the teacher, and then——

Then……

But all these thoughts disappeared without a trace the moment those sincere and gentle eyes looked over.

Mrs. Liu glanced at them, lowered her head and said a few words to her son. The child took the oil-paper umbrella from her hand, ran over, and held the paper umbrella high in front of Xinping:

"Sisters, my mother asked me to give this to you."

He was stunned for a moment, looking at the child's fair and clean face, with bright eyes and white teeth that showed his beauty. Then he raised his head and glanced at Mrs. Liu. She had already opened the door and walked in, but hadn't closed the door yet. She was obviously there.

Waiting for his son to come back.

Xinping's throat froze, and he swallowed, then managed to find his voice: "You——, why did you give it to me?"

The child said: "Don't you have any?"

After saying that, he looked back again and could see a little bit of his mother's clothes standing in the door. He raised the umbrella higher anxiously: "If you don't have an umbrella, just take it. I have two more at home."

It’s enough.”

Xinping finally reached out and took the umbrella.

The child immediately turned around and ran back. When he stepped across the threshold, the two small doors were immediately closed.

Xinping stood on this side of the narrow alley, looking at the two closed doors, and then looking down at the oil-paper umbrella still stained with some snow foam in his hand. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he felt cold or warm.

But his face was a little hot, as if he had been slapped hard by something invisible.

She immediately turned around and walked to the other side of the narrow alley.

Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly caught up and said softly: "Miss, why are you leaving? Aren't we waiting for Mr. Liu to come back?"

He calmly said nothing and walked forward with his head down.

Chu Yun said again: "Miss, you haven't seen Mr. Liu?"

One of the two walked in front, the other chased behind. After a while, they walked far away. Chuyun finally caught up with her. Just when she was about to say something, she heard a burst of footsteps in front of her. The two of them subconsciously looked up.

, I saw four bearers carrying a small sedan coming from a distance under the dark sky.

This alley is too narrow for carriages to enter, so the sedan chair is also very small, barely big enough for one person to sit in it, so the four sedan bearers can carry it easily and move quickly.

Xin Ping's steps faltered, and the sedan passed by her.

And the direction they were going was exactly the Liu Mansion.

Chu Yun obviously understood. None of the people living in this narrow alley were wealthy people, and no one could afford to sit in a sedan chair. The coachman also said before that Mr. Liu could only go to the government office to do errands, and then he would return home in a sedan chair.

Home.

So what was in the sedan was——

She was a little nervous, but also a little happy, clutching Xinping's sleeves tightly, and lowered her voice and said: "Princess, that's——"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Xinping standing in front, his whole body stiff. Although he stopped and did not move forward, he did not look back.

Chu Yun looked at her in surprise, then looked at the four sedan bearers who had passed by each other and were walking very fast. Soon, the sedan chair would disappear deep into the narrow alley. She hurriedly said: "Princess,

That's Mr. Liu, aren't you here to see him? Why don't you go over?"

"..."

"Princess?"

Xinping still didn't speak.

The footsteps were getting farther and farther, and the falling snow gradually covered up the sound of the footsteps.

Chu Yun couldn't believe it. She subconsciously ran to Xinping and looked down at her. She saw that Xinping's face was very calm, but his red eyes were clearly suppressing something.

"Princess……"

She was about to say something, when suddenly, several dark shadows appeared around her.
Chapter completed!