When Zhou Yun returned to Jinheyuan, he remembered that today was the day when Meng Anyou entered the mansion.

After hearing Shi Chun's words, she was a little surprised: "Have you entered the mansion?"

It was not past noon, and Meng Anyou came a little early than Fang Ruo just entered the mansion in the evening.

Shi Qiu ordered someone to fetch water in. Zhou Yun cleaned his hands and cheeks, threw down the silk scarf, and saw Shi Chun nodding hesitantly.

Zhou Yun was silent for a moment before he could barely come back to his senses:

"If you go in, go in, and pass on the meal first."

Shi Qiu called her worriedly: "Master..."

Zhou Yun looked up at her, and Shi Qiu suddenly fell silent, covering up the rest of his words, but there was still some concern in his heart.

Zhou Yun used this lunch so much that he didn't know the taste. He took a few hastily and then put down the wood.

As time goes by, it is getting late, and as dusk approaches, Jinheyuan becomes quieter.

News about the front yard has always been very fast. Today, I will go to Suiheyuan for dinner.

When the news came to Jinheyuan, the maid had just presented tea and her hands were shaking inadvertently, almost spilling Zhou Yun all over.

The maid's face turned pale in an instant, and she knelt on the ground:

"I didn't mean it, please calm down my anger."

Zhou Yun lay on the soft couch, flipping through the account book, her embroidered shoes on her feet were about to fade. She bent her instep and looked at the kneeling person on the ground with her eyes squinted:

"Things that are inexplicable."

My grandfather hadn't been to Suiheyuan for a trip, but there was no sound in her Jinheyuan for half a day.

This is just Meng Anyou, how can he pay it back in the future?

She raised her eyes, casually swept the silent servants in the room, curled her lips and hummed:

"Okay, don't keep it, go down."

She was too lazy to talk to these people. Although she couldn't do anything, she knew the rules at least.

After treating everyone, Zhou Yun threw away the account book, frowned slightly, and looked absent-mindedly.

Shi Qiu and Shi Chun looked at each other. They knew that the prince entered the next yard and the master felt uncomfortable, but they didn't know how to persuade him.

In fact, Zhou Yun doesn't need them to persuade him.

She knows more than anyone else that this kind of situation will happen sooner or later.

She entered the palace since she was a child and saw many frustrated women. She only talked about her aunt, but no one envied the precious concubine for many years. But even so, the emperor still gave a speech every three years and never stopped.

Zhou Yun closed his eyes in a depressed manner: "I'm tired, take a rest."

Shi Chun wanted to say something, but Shi Qiu stopped him: "I will wait for my master to wash up."

After washing up, she lay on the couch. When it was late at night, she opened her eyes without any sleepiness on her face, and it was very clear.

She turned over and pillowed on the brocade quilt, forcing herself to close her eyes, but her fingertips unconsciously twisted a corner of the brocade quilt.

The night is dark and long, and it is hard to sleep alone. This is just the first day.

On one side of his ear room, Shi Chun pushed Shi Qiu's hand away, feeling a little worried and puzzled: "What are you doing to stop me? My master is obviously not in a high mood!"

Shi Qiu didn't argue with her, so she sat down and picked up the embroidered handkerchief, handed it to her, and just whispered calmly:

"What do you want?"

"Please advise my master?"

"Isn't this good?"

She asked three questions in a row, and Shi Chun said hesitantly, "How can this be good? Master, she is unhappy."

Shi Chun's voice became lower and lower, her eyes were redder, and she took the veil hard.

It's bright all night.

However, at the time of Mao, the Suiheyuan was already brightly lit. Zhang Chong walked in and was about to wait for his master to dress. When he saw Meng Liangdi on the bed wearing a shirt, he stood up and walked shyly to his master:

"I will serve you to dress me."

Fu Yun didn't say anything, but just responded calmly.

Zhang Chong paused and took a step back. The master of the master had been resting in Jinheyuan for a long time, so he forgot that the master of the backyard should get up to serve the master every day.

Meng Anyou's face was full of spring. She was gentle in her movements and even tidied up her belt. Then she shyly pretended to be in her body and asked:

"Master, I just entered the mansion. Today I am going to pay my respects to my concubine and sister?"

She suddenly raised Zhou Yun, Fu Yun subconsciously frowned, looked down at her, and said coldly:

"You can do it."

In fact, there was no rule to pay tribute to the concubine. The time of Xu and others was because Zhou Yun entered the mansion on the first day and should have met the people in the backyard.

After that, there was no need for those who entered the mansion to go there.

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Anyou frowned in embarrassment.

She could do it by herself? She just didn't know what to do, so she asked Master.

Fu Yun lowered his head and tidied his sleeves, as if he didn't see her embarrassment.

In any case, whether to go or not, the person will be unhappy, so that he will not give advice, so that the person will not complain to him in the end.

Fu Yun didn't give Meng Anyou another chance to speak, and after finishing his clothes, he turned around and left Suiheyuan.

Seeing that his attitude was cold, Meng Anyou had lost all his shyness and bit his lip indignation. Xiuyun, the maid behind him, approached and heard her say:

"What does that mean?"

Do you want her to pay her respects? It’s just a matter of just one sentence. How could she know what to do if she is so ambiguous?

Xiuyun didn't know what to say, so she had to say, "The concubine is now in charge of the backyard."

They entered the mansion yesterday, and the news was found out from the mansion.

What she said was that the concubine was in charge of the backyard, so it would be better to go and pay tribute to her.

Meng Anyou knew this truth, but he was still irritated: "Just Zhou Yun's temperament!"

They are all noble girls in the capital and are both outstanding girls of the same generation. Even though Meng Anyou doesn’t know much about Zhou Yun, he has heard about her.

What's more, just as she entered the mansion yesterday, she heard that the concubine Fang, who had entered the mansion a few days earlier than her, was carried out from Jinheyuan.

She suddenly said, "If it weren't for... how could I be just a good lady!"

Xiuyun knew what she wanted to say, but she didn't dare to answer.

What they wanted most was the position of the Virtuous Princess, but they also knew that it was impossible. However, with Meng Zhaoyi there, at least the concubine was at her.

But unfortunately, with an imperial edict, the only two concubines in the Virtuous Prince's Mansion, were chosen.

Their master could only take a step back and become a good wife.

Zhou Yun slept a little late last night. When Shi Qiu woke her up, her eyes were full of boredom, and the back of her hands covered her eyes and asked vaguely:

"When?"

"It's not yet time."

Zhou Yun paused, thinking that he didn't hear it clearly, so he frowned his eyebrows tightly, opened his eyes impatiently, supported himself to sit up, and suppressed his temperament:

"What are you asking me to do?"

When Fu Yun stayed in Jinheyuan, she was always beds that only got up after Chen Shi. It was abnormal to call her so early today.

When Shi Qiu heard her voice, she knew that she was angry and immediately whispered:

"It's Meng Liangdi, I'm here to pay my respects to my master."

Zhou Yun was stunned and finally woke up a little. He leaned in Shi Qiu's arms and stood up, frowning with a little puzzled look:

"How could she come to pay my respects to this concubine?"

It was not Fang Ruo, who had no foundation in the mansion and was stopped by her, so he had to come to pay her respects the second day after entering the mansion.

Shi Qiu couldn't give her an answer. Zhou Yun endured the impatient situation and stood up. The warm and cool veil covered her face, and Zhou Yun finally woke up completely.

After leaving the inner room, it was half a quarter of an hour.

The first thing Zhou Yun saw was the spring scenery that Meng Anyou looked unconcealed.

To Zhou Yun's surprise, there were more than Meng Anyou, and she looked at the other person in surprise:

"Why are you here too?"

After Liu gave a regular salute, he said with a smile: "I wanted to talk to my sister yesterday. Don't dislike me."

Zhou Yun looked at her with a smile: "Shao Poor, come here, serve some pastries for Liu Liangdi."

Seeing Zhou Yun and Liu laughing, Meng Anyou was a little surprised. She also bent over to pay her respects, but she seemed to be a little uncomfortable to support her waist.

This behavior fell into the eyes of others. Liu paused, and without a trace lowered his expression in his eyes, and secretly glanced at Zhou Yun.
To be continued...