Chunmei and Dongshui received the correct letter from Lin's family. The next morning, he carefully dressed up and left the sewing room with two small packages. On the way, he met a familiar girl and stopped to say goodbye.

"There is not a woman around the Marquis. I heard that all the girls in the early years were all wiping their necks..." One of them made a move to wipe their necks and warned, "You have to be careful. The Marquis is not so easy to serve. If you get this job, it may be a blessing or a disaster."

The other nodded and agreed, "Yes, everyone calls the Marquis's Living King of Hell. They go out cleanly every day and always come back with a smell of blood. The mothers in the broom room are most afraid of washing clothes for the Marquis, and often pouring out a basin of blood. It's scary. I heard that the reason why the Marquis's aura is so gloomy and terrifying is that they kill too many people and the unjust souls surrounding him have been dispersed for many years. You should be careful."

The little girl who was very close to the two of them sneered, "All right, don't eat grapes here and say that the grapes are sour. It is because the Marquis doesn't have women around you that Chunmei and Dongshui has a future. Which man is not lustful? The Marquis didn't speak before, because the third lady was in charge of the family, so he couldn't let his sister touch the woman, right? This time he changed his wife to arrange it, so he naturally accepted it with a smile." After the words fell, he held the arms of the two of them, and his tone was flattering, "Two sisters, don't forget to support your sister when you become rich in the future."

Chunmei Dongshui smiled with her lips pursed, and her face was blushed, looking very beautiful and charming. They had never heard of the rumors outside the mansion, such as murder, cold-blooded and ruthless, and disregarded by relatives, and in their eyes, they were not as good as the Marquis's extremely handsome face and overwhelming power.

It is said that wealth and honor are in danger. If you are lucky enough to become the Marquis’ first woman, what else can you do in the future?

The two of them were planning and prepared for each other, and twisted their waists and walked towards the front yard in a row. The girls sent them away with envy, worry, or mocking eyes.

It was a day of rest, and Yu Pinyan didn't have to go to the yamen to do the job. He took his sister to pay tribute to the old lady first, and then took the person back to the study to practice calligraphy.

Yu Xiang sat at the shorter desk, writing a word and looking at his brother who was leaning against the window to study chess scores, and he was quite eager to speak but stopped.

"Stop reading it, you have to practice this post again. How much homework you have delayed, you can calculate it yourself." Yu Pinyan sneered without raising his head.

Yu Xiang put down his brush and complained, "Brother, I'll just read a few words. Could it be that you plan to teach me to be a great scholar? I don't have that talent. Look at Xiao Jiuer, she is only twelve years old and doesn't have to study anymore. She eats, drinks, and has fun all day long. I finally don't care, and you let me relax for two days. Why don't I play chess with you?"

Yu Pinyan's mouth bent slightly, but his words were full of disgust, "The Ninth Princess can roll in front of the emperor in order to skip school, so you can also get out for your brother. Also, your chess quality is too smelly, and you don't count the ten pieces. You can regret three steps when you take two steps. It's better for me to play with each other with my left and right hands."

Thinking of the scene where Xiao Jiuer rolled and howled in front of the emperor, Yu Xiang felt embarrassed and held his forehead and sighed, "Just talk, why do you expose yourself? I can't write it?"

The study room was quiet again. Two quarters of an hour later, Yu Xiang tapped the inkstone with his pen and shouted, "I've finished my homework today, brother, come and take a look."

Yu Pinyan put the chess record and walked over and took a look, shook his head and sighed, "Why did you teach me for four years but still haven't made any progress? It's tangible and spiritual, and the strength is soft. Even writing a prayer book is embarrassing."

Yu Xiang shook his sore wrist and said angrily, "I am born with such a little strength. How can I achieve the strength you require so much? Brother, you are too strong."

Yu Pinyan smiled, took out a piece of white rice paper and spread it out, hugged her sister on her knees and held her little hand holding the pen, and said softly, "Brother will teach you, you can figure out how to use force by yourself. Whether the handwriting has strength depends not on the person himself, but on the angle of the pen and the speed of the pen to finish."

The elegant sandalwood smell surrounded itself, and his strong arms surrounded him from his armpits, leaning against his broad and warm chest, and a calm heartbeat was transmitted through the fabric. The indescribable snuggle was throbbing. Even if Yu Xiang was full of complaints, he could not make it. He nodded obediently and agreed, and then glanced at his brother's side face with red ears.

Yu Pinyan pretended not to know, holding her little hand, writing it very slowly, and a few lines of poems extended on the paper, telling someone's indescribable feelings - the autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, the crows are surging again, and when will they meet each other, it is difficult to be in love at this night. Entering my lovesickness door, I know my lovesickness is bitter, long lovesickness is long, long lovesickness is endless...

After writing, Yu Xiang murmured several times. Her heart lake seemed to be thrown into a small stone, spreading out layers of ripples, and there was also a subtle, indescribable feeling that it quickly slipped through her mind, but when she was about to catch it, it dissipated like blue smoke. She blinked, her eyes a little dazed, and asked, "Why haven't you finished writing one more sentence?"

There is indeed another last sentence - if I had known this, how could I not know each other before?

Yu Pinyan carefully observed her expression, and after a while, he sighed, "The last sentence is quite unlucky, so I just don't write it." How can we not know each other? So where should we be in love for our whole life?

Yu Xiang nodded blankly. Just as he was about to change the topic, two slim girls came outside the door, with delicate makeup on their faces and bags in their hands. They were twisting their waists and squatting to salute, their voices were as gentle as springs. "Your Madam, I ordered me and servants to come and serve you."

The girl wearing a water-blue slut smiled pretty, "I'm called Chunmei."

The girl wearing a green robe quickly glanced at Yu Pinyan, saying shyly, "I'm called Dongshui."

I immediately said in unison, "My wife ordered me to serve the two of you to wash up in the morning and evening, and to serve the pen and ink in the day. If you have any trouble in the future, please give me instructions."

Yu Pinyan raised his eyebrows and did not speak. The blush on Yu Xiang's face quickly subsided, and he said coldly, "You don't need to serve me here, so go wherever you come from."

With Lin's support, Chunmei Dongshui had the idea of ​​trying to fight in her heart. She actually squatted in place and looked at the Marquis with pitiful eyes while replying, "Reply to the third lady, this is the wife's order, and the maid dare not disobey. Besides, there is no girl around the Marquis, so there is so much inconvenience in daily life..."

Yu Xiang interrupted the two of them coldly, "It would be inconvenient to not be served by a girl? Are all the guards and servants in the yard dead? Didn't I hear you telling you to get out? If I had to ask someone to drag you out?"

Yu Pinyan, who had been silent for a while, spoke slowly, "Xiang'er, why should I drive them away?"

The two girls looked very surprised, but Yu Xiang looked at him with a stunned look. After a moment of silence, he suddenly threw the brush in his hand hard to the ground. The thick black ink stuck to the hands, and then tore the rice paper spread on the table into pieces, and said angrily, "I won't write anymore. If you want to keep it, you can keep it. I'm back, you can let me go." As he said, his eyes gradually turned red.

Yu Pinyan hurriedly clamped her body and waved his hands to the two guards standing at the door. The guard stepped forward and dragged away the two girls who had not had time to put away their surprise expressions.

Yu Pinyan locked the crazy little tigress in his arms and asked in a deep voice, "What's the temper? Even if you want to drive them away, you can give your brother a reason." Tell me that your attachment to me is not childish possessiveness, but a clear relationship between men and women.

Reason? What reason can Yu Xiang say? Say that my world is only you, and your world will have concubines and children, and then naturally forget me? In order to monopolize you and avoid the foreseeable future, I dare not let anyone get close to you? She knows that her thoughts are pathological and cannot be resorted to, but she would rather hit and die in the south wall than look back.

She blinked desperately, trying to take back the sharp tears, but failed. She had to wipe it a few times with the back of her hand and said angrily, "There is no reason, I'm just so unreasonable! Let go, I don't want to see you, you always lie to me."

Yu Pinyan hesitated whether to directly expose her life experience or make her attachment to her deeper. He was wandering in a dilemma and couldn't help laughing when he looked down. He saw that the little girl's face was not only covered with tears, but also the ink marks that were covered with fingers, which looked very pitiful and extremely funny.

"Xiaoxiao," Yu Xiang became more and more sad and angry, accusing him, "I only hear the new people laugh, but I don't hear the old people cry. You are such a heartless man."

This is wherever you go. Yu Pinyan couldn't hold back anymore. While wiping tears for his sister, he blew his nose and laughed loudly, "Silly girl, where are the new and old people? My brother's new and old people are all you, only you. Look, the two girls have been driven away by me, so they will not be allowed to step into the front yard in the future." He pinched his sister's chin and asked her to look at the door, and continued to lure, "Stop crying, my brother's heart is broken. My brother only likes you."

Tears hung on the eyelashes, blurring their gaze. Yu Xiang tried hard to open his eyes wide. After seeing that there was no one at the door, he slowly stopped choking. He wanted to burst into tears and smiled but felt too shameless. He only pursed his lips and glared at his brother softly.

Yu Pinyan held her cat-like face and smiled for a while before he ordered Liu Lu to fetch a basin of water, wiped the ink on her face and hands carefully, sighing helplessly: Forget it, if you can't ask, don't ask anymore, I can't stand her tears.

"Little jealous jar, why are you so jealous?" Pinching my sister's fair and clear cheeks, Yu Pinyan retorted, but his words showed a strong satisfaction.

Yu Xiang didn't want to pay attention to him, but faced his deep, tender and affectionate eyes, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised up, and he hummed like a cat.

Yu Pinyan loved her coquettish little look so much that she never got tired of watching her. She held her in her arms and rubbed her gently, and kissed her like a butterfly wing on the top of her hair that was filled with fragrance.

Liu Lu poured water and stood in the corridor to scratch her heart and lungs. She was about to grit her teeth and urge the lady to go back, but she saw Ma Ma running over hurriedly and said, "The old lady asked the Marquis to go over quickly, and the eldest lady started to make a fuss."

"What's the matter?" Liu Lu asked hurriedly.

"Well, why can you do something else? Just get married!"

The marriage? I have to go to Fang’s family? No wonder the eldest lady wants to make a fuss. The Fang family has already lost their family. How can they marry? Liu Lu put down the basin and hurriedly ran in to report.

The author has something to say: I am sick these days, and my dear boyfriend traveled all the way to see me. I went on a date today. I will post the troop list tomorrow. After posting a new chapter, I will take a shower and put on makeup. I dress up beautifully - beautiful, lalalao (≧v≦)o~

ps: There have always been babies saying that I have a slow pace and a slow plot. After deep reflection, I found that it is not the slow plot, but I am slower, so I decided to start the double updates from Christmas Eve and end this article. If I didn’t do it, I would go and eat Xiang! Screenshots are evidence!

As for before Christmas Eve, because I have to hand over the house on December 31, I have to look at furniture and appliances these days, and I am a little too busy.

Okay, I will be awesome, I wish you all a happy reading! Momo!
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