In the afternoon, Wu Kangbo Zhou Yin came to see his niece.

"Do you still recognize your uncle?"

The man wearing a homemade robe with grey embroidered bamboo leaves pattern sat in front of the edge of the kang and asked with distress.

"I remember!" Ah Xun smiled and snatched the words.

The little guy rarely sees his father after he was born. The most familiar elder is his uncle and aunt. His uncle loves to laugh more than his aunt. A Xun is so nervous when he sees his father, uncle and uncle in the Marquis's Mansion, and he is as relaxed in front of his uncle and aunt. He is truly like a two-year-old child, who can act coquettishly and play tricks.

Zhou Yin smiled and called his nephew over, hugged him on his lap, and continued to look at his niece worriedly.

Hanzhu held back the discomfort in her heart and looked over for a while. Because she didn't know each other, she didn't have to pretend now. She shook her head and whispered: "I can't remember it."

Zhou Yin sighed in his heart and comforted him: "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you can't remember it. If you survive a disaster, you will have good luck. You should recover from the injury. Don't think about anything else. Just remember that we are all your closest people. If you don't understand anything you want, don't be distracted, just tell your uncle and aunt."

Hanzhu nodded obediently.

Zhou Yin is his uncle, but his relationship with the children is not as good as that of the aunt Fang, and he is also a big man. He can't make any conversations and chat. After sitting in the room for a while, comforting his niece and then went out. When he walked into the yard, he looked at the blue sky in the distance and said to his wife with relief: "Girl Han forgot that she has had her temper, but she has a crush on her."

In the past, my niece was like a little hedgehog. She had to be serious about the words of others without any intention. She spoke aggressively. He scolded her, but her niece dared to talk back to him. Now, my niece is like a delicate flower, and it makes people unable to help but pity her and make decisions for her.

Fang chuckled and joked: "Yes, gentle, like you, aren't you?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Zhou Yin's face. He looked at the maid following behind and muttered in a low voice: "You must be serious to you, you must be inappropriate."

Fang tsk twice, leaned closer to her husband, and whispered: "Is this called being unjust? In terms of being unjust, I can't compare to you."

Zhou Yin's fair face turned red in an instant. He looked at his wife and was full of words, but he could not argue with her in broad daylight.

Fang smiled and looked back at her husband.

What she likes most is her husband's honesty. Although she is too honest and looks useless, her husband is devoted to her and has no concubine. She is much better than Chu Qing, a hero who is capable but is not as romantic as a hero. At first, the maid who is very enthusiastic at first wanted to climb the bed, but her husband did not take advantage of the situation to steal food or be complacent. Instead, she looked very wronged. She complained to her for several days that the maid was ashamed of being ashamed of her. Since then, she has easily stopped talking to the maid serving in the house, as if she is avoiding snakes and scorpions. When the couple arrived in the gauze tent, the man touched her a few times. When he was enthusiastic, he forgot about the courtesy, righteousness, and shame. Her words made her blush when she thought about it.

It's okay, he continues to be his honest man, she takes care of his nephew and nieces for his housekeeper, and the couple do their own things.

"Is there any news from the Chu family?" Fang asked in a cold voice when he said something.

Zhou Yin nodded, his face regained its naturalness, and he said as he walked, "Before I came, the old lady sent someone to ask, but when she learned that Han girl had woken up, she said that she would let her aunt and third aunt bring the children to visit tomorrow."

Fang snorted, "Why are you a illegitimate son and daughter?"

"Probably not?" Zhou Yin said uncertainly: "Aunt Xia can only take care of Chu Qing's backyard. Chu Hong and Chu Man are coming to our house, so they can only follow the big or third bedroom. Both sides know that you don't like them, so how could you bring them over to make you feel bad?"

The three masters of the Chu family, Chu Qingxing, the second master, the eldest master is Chu Qing's cousin, and the third master is Chu Qing's brother. Chu Qing's biological mother has gone, and the old lady is from the big house, so Chu Qing's aunt has never interfered in the affairs of her two nephews. This time, she will definitely not ask her daughter-in-law to bring Chu Hong's brother and sister here. The third lady has a good relationship with her sister, and she has never looked down on Aunt Xia, and will not cause trouble for her family.

"Maybe Aunt Xia wants to watch the fun and let her children come with a thick face? They are following behind the two rooms alone in a car. Who can drive them away?" Fang said angrily, "Hmph, if you really dare to come, I dare someone to beat them out and kill them... Not only will my sister kill, I want to harm my niece again..."

Zhou Yin sighed, grabbed his wife's hand, and walked into the house with her.

~

Night falls.

Hanzhu coaxed Ah Xun to sleep. When the maid outside also took a break, she slowly crawled out of the quilt, covered the quilt and put on her clothes quietly. She put on her clothes early and could wear them in the dark.

After dressing, she sat in the dark, waiting for Fang's secret code.

Not long after the first update, someone gently buckled the window. Hanzhu's heartbeat increased, he leaned over nervously and called softly: "Auntie?"

The gentle and gentle voice sounds softly and softly, which sounds very nice.

Cheng Yu's tone couldn't help but feel gentle when he answered, "It's me."

The man's voice came without warning. Hanzhu was startled, slowed down for a while, and asked through the window, "Where is my aunt?"

"I didn't let her come, why don't you dare to meet me alone?" Cheng Yu asked calmly. He knew that she was thin-skinned and she might not be able to let go even if she was with him. If my aunt listened to their conversation, she would definitely be even more restrained.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Yu urged in a low voice: "The maids are intoxicated. As long as you don't say it, they don't know that we will meet tonight. I'll go to the west room to wait for you first. Remember to cover your nose when you pass by the outside."

Hanzhu felt complicated after hearing this.

She understood why he was so confused about the maid. Ruyi Sixi was his person. They would not leak the secret even if he came. But would they randomly guess what she and Cheng Yu had done in the middle of the night? They were so confused that they didn't know that Hanzhu kept her face in front of them.

Apart from forcing her twice, he was really gentleman.

Put on the embroidered shoes, lit a lamp with beads, and walked out with breath.

A lamp was also lit in the west room. Hanzhu opened the curtain and saw the man standing with his back to her, dressed in black and tall and tall.

He was dressed thinly, and Hanzhu couldn't help but scan the room. He had no clothes like cloaks and big fashion on the kang. Thinking that he was rushing to the cold just to teach her, he endured much more hard work than her, Hanzhu's last dissatisfaction with the matter of learning to manage people was gone. He put on the lamp, sat at the desk, and lowered his head to wait for him to speak.

"Do you know what it means to be arrogant without anger?" Cheng Yu turned around and sat opposite her. "Your voice is soft and you can't change it, so you have to make yourself look majestic."

The voice is soft... is it a compliment or disgust?

Hanzhu's eyelashes trembled and he nodded.

If you don’t be angry, isn’t he such a person? Just stand there without frowning and staring at you, and it will make people feel timid.

"Then try to show me your strength without being angry." Cheng Yu said to her.

Hanzhu pursed her lips, but she knew that she had to accompany him tonight. If she didn't cooperate, she would not be satisfied. She might have to continue tomorrow and the next day. Putting aside the embarrassment, Hanzhu looked up at the front, her face was calm, and her eyes were as cold as possible, just like a servant standing in front of her who refused to admit her mistake. She wanted to force him to admit his mistake.

In Cheng Yu's position, she can only see her side face, her fine and slightly curled eyelashes, her fair and beautiful face, her nose bridge, and her plump red lips, making her look even more charming and seductive. I don't know what the front face looks like, but looking at the side face alone, she is delicate, quiet and elegant, like a picture of a beauty meditation, and like a lilac blooming in the night.

clove……

He took a breath without any notice, probably because the distance was a bit far away, and the weather was cold and he didn't smell the fragrance.

This is also good. If the fragrance is always so obvious, it will sooner or later be well known.

After suppressing those distracting thoughts, Cheng Yu stood up and walked opposite Hanzhu.

As soon as he met Hanzhu opened his eyes.

"If you don't look at me, how can I know if you are not angry and powerful? I didn't see it from the side." Cheng Yu signaled her to look at me again, "Wait, let's change the position, you stand and I sit, looking at people from a high place, which can add some momentum to you."

As he said that, he walked to Hanzhu.

The tall and big man stood in front of him and felt a sense of pressure. Hanzhu gave up the chair as if he was running away and walked to the front. When he turned around, he was already sitting on the chair, tilting his head slightly, and using his eyes to command her to show him without anger.

Hanzhu didn't want to see him, so she didn't dare, and it was awkward.

"It's cold at night, don't waste your time." Cheng Yu urged coldly.

Hanzhu bit her lip, took a deep breath, and plucked up the courage to look over.

She wore lotus green wool and had thick winter clothes, but she still looked slender and thin, graceful, standing there quietly, looking at it majestic, but in Cheng Yu's eyes, she was like a girl who was bullied and wronged. If she didn't look at her eyes, others just thought she should wear more clothes. When she saw her eyes, the pair of water eyes that seemed to be filled with rain and mist, others couldn't help but want to hug her in her arms and ask her what grievances she had suffered.

"The eyes were not cold enough." Cheng Yu pointed calmly.

Hanzhu pursed her lips. Before he could adjust it, he threw it coldly over again, staring at her lips, "Don't do this when confronting others, as you will be unconfident."

Hanzhu's pretty face turned red first, then white again. She resisted the urge to turn around to avoid his sight, and she looked over coldly.

"Is this your coldest look?" Cheng Yu frowned, "You, think about when I was going to separate you and Mei Ling last night."

He didn't say it was okay. When he mentioned his sister, Hanzhu's mind showed that his sister had no sister. He could only hold Zhuangzhuang tonight and sleep in a strange room. Her heart felt sad. She quickly turned around and pretended to be calm and said, "I think about it."

But Cheng Yu cried when he saw her.

He was irritated.

The same face, when my cousin was angry, her eyebrows were raised, and her eyes looked like she was about to eat the evil person alive. She was fine. Someone wanted to steal her sister. She didn't think about being angry, maybe she was angry, but she was more afraid and cried when she was afraid.

It won't work without anger.

Cheng Yu took a sip of herbal tea and saw that she always turned her back to him. When he thought of something, he got up and fiddled with the copper charcoal stove.

Hanzhu took the opportunity to wipe away her tears.

Cheng Yu moved the two chairs to the charcoal stove and asked her to come over, "Come here, warm up."

"Didn't you say that standing is more imposing?" Hanzhu asked in wonder.

Cheng Yu pulled the corner of his mouth, and just like her, he could not add any momentum to his sword in her hand.

"You have done it all right without being angry and threatening, so let's continue practicing."

Hanzhu breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to sit next to him. The silver frost and charcoal in the copper furnace was burned at some point. The circle of heat spread out, making people feel much more comfortable.

Cheng Yu was sitting at her, "You frown first, then look at me coldly."

Hanzhu just got encouragement, and now she has the confidence and has been brewing for a while, as he said.

The girl's eyes were red and her moist eyes were aggrieved. Cheng Yu pretended not to see it, and only stared at her eyebrows, "Depending on it."

Hanzhu was about to frown deeper, but after realizing it, she realized that the two were too close. His eyebrows were tall and straight, his eyes were like varnish. Inside was her frowning. Because she was too small, she couldn't see clearly, and she didn't dare to look. Her eyes moved down and landed on his lips.

His lips are neither thin nor thick. He probably had tea before and looked very wet...

Somehow I thought of waking up by the river. In the heavy rain, his handsome face was close to her eyes, and he pressed against her lips tightly.

The charcoal was hot, and her face suddenly became hot, as if it was dyed with peach pollen, as if it was flying in the sunset clouds.

It seemed like a budding peony suddenly opened, charming and charming, and even more fragrant.

He was impressed, and his unconscious obsession was in his eyes. He couldn't tell whether the obsession was caused by others or the faint fragrance.

She was also amazed at the softness that was rare in his eyes, forgot to avoid it, and foolishly showed her most seductive and tempting appearance.

Until there was a "bang" sound in the copper charcoal furnace.

She quickly woke up, lowered her head, her cheeks became redder, and her fingers were flexing nervously in her long sleeves.

He was dry-mouthed, and he was also annoyed that she was not concentrating on practicing, and she blushed for some reason, which made him distracted.

After a while of silence, Cheng Yu suddenly stood up, "Tell me everything you need to teach. Remember to purse your lips when talking to others in the future, brows deeper when glaring, raise your chin, and practice the rest yourself in front of the mirror."

After saying that, he made a big stride out of the house.

Hanzhu didn't know where he went, so he rested in the village or returned to the capital?

Sitting blankly in front of the copper stove, recalling the scene just now, the more I thought about it, the more I felt embarrassed, and the more I felt ashamed.

He left in a hurry, was he because he noticed that she was distracted?

He taught her so seriously, but she was thinking about it. Was he angry?

Hanzhu couldn't help biting her lips. As soon as she pursed her lips, she quickly let go of her face when she thought of his advice. After practicing for a while, she stared at her eyes without being angry. She was afraid of the cold and soon returned to the east room. As soon as she got into the bed, Axun stuck it over, like a fleshy stove, without even bothering her cold, and hugging her dependently.

Outside the Zhuangzi, Cheng Yu had already gotten on the horse, but he had not left for a long time.
Chapter completed!