The reborn sycophant

At dawn on the second day, the first banquet was packed and went to Wan Mansion.It's not sure how long Zhao Ji will stay here, but she guesses it won't be long, so she just brought a few clothes and other things, all of which are used, and try to bring only what is necessary.

Wan Mansion was heavily guarded, and Wei Chuyan did not bring a name card, because she was here to be a maid for Zhao Ji, and she did not plan to give her name, so she was stopped by the two dedicated servants Besides, she was not annoyed, she stood quietly under the peach tree in front of Wanfu, waiting for Zhao Ji to come out.

Yesterday she only asked Zhao Ji for one night to clean up. Now that the night has passed, she will naturally appear in front of Zhao Ji.

Sleeping late last night, the scene of Wei Chuyan bowing his head and talking to him tenderly flashed across the dream several times. Zhao Ji also woke up early in the morning. Surprisingly, he did not embarrass the maid next to him, did not stay in bed, but danced by himself. After getting out of bed, before he put on his boots, he ran to the door and opened it to look outside. Then, a disappointed expression appeared on his little face.

Although it was March and April, the morning was still a bit chilly. Afraid His Highness would catch a cold, the maid hurriedly chased after her and closed the door, waiting for her to dress and tie her hair.Zhao Ji let them finish fiddling, brushed his teeth with willow branches dipped in salt, rinsed his mouth with mint water, washed his face and walked out the door.

"Master, what's the matter, you wake up depressed in the morning?"

Out of protection, these close servants in the palace do not call her "Your Highness" when they are outside, but they all address her as "Master".The people who followed Zhao Ji had been serving her since she was a child, and now seeing her slumped face, she couldn't help asking a question in a soft voice.

"The liar."

Zhao Ji only said one sentence, and no matter how the maid asked, she refused to answer, and sat at the stone table in the yard to eat her breakfast.

Your Highness is picky about food, even worse today.The chef put down the meat porridge carefully prepared after only two sips, and only a few pieces of snacks to accompany the meal, so he ordered them to take it away, which made the maids worry.

As soon as the empress left, there was no one who could hold down His Highness, and His Highness began to be self-willed. If the Empress discovered that His Highness had lost weight after he returned to the palace, they would be punished.

After eating breakfast, Wan Qingyuan came to find Zhao Ji. Concubine Wan Gui valued His Highness's studies. This time His Highness stayed here for a long time, so she directly asked Wan County Guard to arrange His Highness into Wutong Academy in the name of Wan's cousin. In the same class as Wan Qingyuan, let Wan Qingyuan take care of her.Externally, Zhao Ji's pseudonym was Wan Qing'er, Wan Qingyuan called her Eighth Sister, and Zhao Ji called her Third Sister.

The word "love" is taken from the name taboo of the late concubine Xian, which is Zhao Ji's nickname. Concubine Wan Gui sometimes calls her by this nickname when she is in the palace.

But not many times, occasionally Zhao Ji made a mistake, and she only called her that way when she asked Zhao Ji to kneel in front of the memorial tablet of Xianfei to reflect.

Zhao Ji called "Third Sister" naturally, but Wan Qingyuan couldn't adapt to this role, and often shouted wrongly, every time she woke up in the middle of the sentence and forcibly changed her words.

Zhao Ji and the others came out of Wan Mansion, and immediately saw Wei Chuyan waiting outside the mansion.

Just after a light rain in the morning, the streets, stone walls, and peach and plum trees on the side of the road were covered with a layer of mist. Three or two pedestrians covered their heads with their hands and hurried past under the dripping eaves. , Several carriages traveled leisurely, and the horses pulling the carriages occasionally stepped in the puddles, splashing one or two splashes.

It was the turn of March and April, and on the few peach trees in front of Wanfu Gate, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and the flourishing petals covered the sky like a huge umbrella, reflecting the corners beautifully. .

Chu Yan was standing under one of the trees. She hadn't grown up yet. She was very thin, like a thin bamboo. Her brows and eyes were green and indifferent. From a distance, she was colder than this lingering mist. .She had a small cloth bag hanging on her right shoulder, and she held an oil umbrella in her hand. Zhao Ji had good eyesight, seeing that the tip of the umbrella was still dripping, he thought she had been holding the umbrella all the way here.The water mist was hazy, and there were petals falling from Chu Yan's head. She reached out to catch it, but another one fell on her shoulder. She didn't notice it, but was alarmed by the movement from Wanfu , so I looked over here.

That gaze passed over the others, and fell directly on Zhao Ji. After she settled down, she bent her eyes and smiled, and walked towards Zhao Ji.Through a thin layer of mist, the smile was very ethereal, as if he was about to become a fairy in the next moment, Zhao Ji panicked for no reason, and walked towards her.

His Highness was not walking fast, and the people behind her were still flustered, and hurriedly followed her. Wan Qingyuan also recovered from the astonishment just now, and walked behind Zhao Ji. On Ji, Wan Qingyuan's gaze dimmed, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Obviously I met you first, why do you look at other people?

"Little master."

Inspired by Gao Muen's "Master" yesterday, Wei Chuyan did not call His Highness Zhao Ji in the crowd, but called "Little Master" with a smile.She has an easy-going temperament. Although she has taken the initiative in some things in this life, what she thinks now is that since she can't change the fact that she will be Zhao Ji's maid for a period of time, then don't think too much, and live in peace. It will be good after this period of time.

After all, Zhao Ji was only ten years old at this time, Zhao Ji at the age of ten, and Zhao Ji at the age of 20 gave people a different feeling after all.She always wanted to escape before, but what she wanted to avoid was not the Zhao Ji in front of her, but her past life.

Ten years old... Zhao Ji is ten years old, she is 12 years old, she doesn't need to worry that Zhao Ji will look at her at such a young age, and she doesn't need to worry about everything that comes with it.

She can even take this opportunity to see Zhao Ji more.

how wonderful.

From there to here, the smile in Chu Yan's eyes has not dissipated, this is the first time Zhao Ji saw Chu Yan smiling at her, Zhao Ji thought it was very pretty.

It would be great if Wei Chuyan could smile more, and she would forgive Wei Chuyan for disrespecting her.

The little highness thought silently in her heart, and then when she heard the first banquet calling her, her little face suddenly turned cold again.

"Don't want that 'small' word."

"what?"

"I said, don't call me 'little master', you are not much older than me, so it seems that I am small. Just like them, call me 'master'."

It is the age of eager to grow up quickly, Zhao Ji is very sensitive to all the words that make her look small, especially, she doesn't like to hear Wei Chuyan call her that.

I always feel that this will make me far away from her for no reason.

Although, although I didn't want to get close to her!

"Yes, master." Chu Yan suppressed a smile, and followed Zhao Ji's words in response. She didn't pay attention at first, but now it seems that Zhao Ji was quite different when he was a child.

Such a small address needs to be corrected with a serious face. Zhao Ji is very casual when he grows up, which makes the first banquet feel novel.

"Well... why are you standing outside the house?"

She was so angry that she couldn't eat, and she was planning to go to the Wei Mansion to arrest someone!For this reason, she originally wanted to get rid of the third sister of the uncle's family, but the third sister followed like brown sugar, making her feel a little embarrassed to arrest people.

Fortunately, Wei Chuyan had already arrived.

Count her fun!

Zhao Ji kicked the stone with one foot, asked her vaguely, his eyes wandered around, and after a while, he fell on Wei Chuyan's thin shoulder.

There, a peach blossom lay quietly.

The flowers are pink, and the skin is as white as snow. Putting the two together, Wei Chuyan's face looks like jade.

With a heartbeat, Zhao Ji stretched out his hand, brushing Chuyan's shoulder seemingly inadvertently, put the wet and soft petals in his palm, and closed his hands carefully.

Chuyan didn't realize that she had taken anything from herself.

"I came in a hurry, and I didn't bring the greeting card, so I couldn't get in. I thought the master would go out, so I waited here."

"Are you so sure I'll go out?"

"If master doesn't go out, Qing Yuan will also go out. At that time, let Qing Yuan take me to see you."

Wei Chuyan mentioned Wan Qingyuan. She and Wan Qingyuan had known each other not long ago, but the two were surprisingly in tune. When she said it, her tone was very familiar. Immediately, Wan Qingyuan showed a look of joy beside her, But Zhao Ji felt a little unhappy.

Obviously, the third sister always talked about Wei Chuyan on weekdays, and the mother concubine also knew about Wei Chuyan from the third sister. She knew that the third sister and Wei Chuyan were probably very good friends, but now, she suddenly felt a little bit more dislike.

Wei Chuyan doesn't like her but likes Third Sister. He still smiles when he mentions Third Sister, and the smile is so bright. Maybe she was smiling at Third Sister just now.

Sure enough, this person is the most annoying.

"Okay, you've kept your word. I'm going to school, you follow me."

Holding the peach blossom in her palm, Zhao Ji passed Wei Chuyan and habitually walked in the front. Before getting into the carriage, her eyes fell on the small cloth bag that Chuyan was carrying. The man ordered: "Take her things back to the mansion, just... put them in my room, and from today onwards, she will serve me personally."

After the words fell, a person stepped forward to take over the burden of the first banquet, and walked back to Wan Mansion.

Originally, as a personal maid, Wei Chuyan would also follow into the carriage, but after Zhao Ji got into the carriage, remembering that he was going to torment Wei Chuyan, he poked his head out again.

"Go down." She pointed to the driver, then looked at Wei Chuyan: "You drive."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Ji deliberately ignored Wan Qingyuan who was about to come forward to say something, and quickly sat back in the car, covered his mouth and smiled slyly.

The lady of Xungui's family may be able to ride a horse, but she will never drive a car. She is waiting to see Wei Chuyan tossing about in place.

The next moment, faint shouts sounded outside the carriage.After a few short sounds, the carriage moved slowly, turned a corner very smoothly, and moved forward very smoothly...

Inside the car, the smile on Zhao Ji's mouth gradually disappeared.

This is impossible, how could Wei Chuyan drive the carriage?Zhao Ji thought it was just the bad guy's luck, but she waited patiently for a while, and the carriage showed no signs of stalling, and was even very stable.Zhao Ji suspected that it was Wei Chuyan who called the coachman into the carriage, and secretly opened a gap to look out, only to see Wei Chuyan casually leaning on the frame of the carriage, whipping the horses pulling the carriage with a soft whip from time to time, quite Kind of like a stroll.Her hair was not tied properly, and the breeze blew, and a few strands of hair hit Zhao Ji's vulnerable cheeks, which made the little highness jump.

Zhao Ji immediately put down the curtain in front of the car and sat back in the car. The place on her face that had been scratched by the hair from the first banquet just now was a little itchy.She looked down at the other hand, in the white and tender palm lay a beautiful peach blossom quietly.

Zhao Ji stared at the petal for a while, then carefully put it into the sachet tied around his waist.

It's because the flowers are so beautiful, and it has nothing to do with Wei's first banquet.

The author has something to say: Nearly three thousand and five, it’s too rich, I really want to end here.

I know you guys will love it, and I love it myself.

Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, I will go to see her, I wish everyone a happy holiday in advance, those who have a daughter-in-law and their daughter-in-law are happy, and those who do not have a daughter-in-law will find someone they like as soon as possible.

I hope I can update you, if it is very late tomorrow, don't mind, if there is no update tomorrow, it means...you have something to do.

What exactly is it, you know.