On the ninth day of the ninth month, the autumn insects are chirping strongly, and the breeze is astringent, but it is better to be the sunny day.

On this day, the third son of the emperor and the wise king got married. Since the morning, the mansion has been completely in a hurry.

Jinheyuan, Zhou Yun moved back three days ago, but the construction has not been completed yet, but the movement cannot disturb Jinheyuan.

When Shi Qiu handed the account book to Zhou Yun, Zhou Yun shook his head and refused:

"I will return it to Zhuang Yisui tomorrow. I will still have to work hard for me."

She leaned lazily on the soft couch, her hands against the window, holding her chin, and her eyes slowly fell outside the window, and she was careless.

There was a noise outside, and Shi Chun, who was beside him, frowned and persuaded: "The prince did not give any orders, maybe things would turn around."

Zhou Yun looked at her, as if surprised: "How could you think so?"

When the spring sounded, Zhou Yun barely glanced at him:

"Get away."

Sometimes she is more calm than anyone else. She is so arrogant about some things, but some things cannot be obtained by just arguing.

Zhuang Yisui's grandfather was a senior of three dynasties. If the master really gave the power of the housekeeper only to her and ignored Zhuang Yisui, it might be that in a few days, the emperor's imperial case would have an extra copy of the "possessed concubines and killed wife" on the imperial case.

Zhou Yun has never been out since moving back to Jinheyuan.

The whole mansion was covered with red paper, red lanterns were hung, and lanterns were decorated with colors, which was very dazzling. No matter how big Zhou Yun was, he would inevitably feel more uncomfortable at this time.

After all, that is the official concubine, who will be born in the future.

At night, all the guests dispersed. Fu Yun entered the main courtyard. As soon as the news came, Zhou Yun nodded faintly and asked someone to turn off the lantern in front of the courtyard.

Not only Zhou Yun, but many people may find it difficult to fall asleep in the Xianwang Mansion that night.

From today on, there will be a mistress in the backyard of the Xianwang Mansion.

The next day, before Chen was about to come, Zhou Yun was awakened by Shi Qiu early. She was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. She leaned in Shi Qiu's arms. Shi Chun came over with a wet silk towel. She applied it to her face, and she felt a little sleepy.

After she entered the mansion, everyone came to pay her respects. Now, she finally had this happen.

When the concubine entered the mansion, the concubines all wanted to go to the main courtyard to pay their respects to the tea.

Zhou Yun half-closed her eyes, leaned on Shi Qiu's shoulder, muttering vaguely:

"trouble."

Having said that, she didn't do anything. The veil was wet, so she got out of bed, stood behind the screen of the ink picture, with two thin white legs naked, and the maid holding a lotus plate. Shi Qiu was wearing her underwear for her, while asking her to choose: "What set do you want to wear today, Master?"

Zhou Yun glanced at the three sets of clothes that were not related to red, and had no intention of choosing at all. He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's okay."

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, and only wore a jade bracelet with a delicate wrist. Shi Qiu hesitated for a while, took out a brocade box, and asked Zhou Yun: "Master?"

The brocade box was opened, and it was placed in it. The buyao sent by Fu Yun before, with some red glass jade hidden in it.

Zhou Yun's eyes were slightly condensed. She went to see herself in the bronze mirror, which was very different from her in the past.

Shi Qiu's voice sounded in his ears: "Although she is the official concubine, her master has also been a royal jade butterfly. If he avoids his sharpness too much, it will easily be underestimated."

Zhou Yun narrowed her eyes and didn't say anything, but let her put Bu Yao on.

After everything was packed, it was about to reach Chen Hou. At this time in the past, Zhou Yun was about to wake up. She would hide it in her heart, pursed her lips slightly, and headed towards the main courtyard.

Zhou Yun came early. In front of the main courtyard, there was a maid guarding her. When she saw her from a distance, she hurried in and reported that as soon as she arrived, someone led her in.

The pearl curtain was lifted, and Luo Qiushi and others in the mansion had already arrived.

When Zhou Yun came in, the voice in the room paused and calmed down. She glanced around her eyes and hummed softly, "How come there is still someone who hasn't arrived?"

That look seemed to be not in the main courtyard, but in her Jinheyuan.

Luo Qiushi looked up at her. Before he could speak, he heard Liu smile with a silly smile: "Sister Xu is not feeling well and just sent someone to take leave."

Zhou Yun had just sat down and listened to the words, raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Xu's pregnancy is more expensive than ours."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room was quieter. Zhou Yun dared to say this, but who dared to respond?

Luo Qiu, who was also a concubine, didn't say anything. If she responded, what should she accept?

He said that Xu was not precious? She was the only emperor of the Otsu Dynasty in her belly.

Wouldn't it belittle herself if she said she was really expensive?

Luo Qiushi had no problem and could not respond. He pinched the handkerchief and took a sip of tea. When he looked up at Zhou Yun, he couldn't help but feel a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes.

The maid got in tea, and Zhou Yun just took a look at her casually, as if she was a little disgusted and didn't even want to touch her.

This behavior made Luo Qiushi's beautiful eyebrows fade completely.

Zhou Yun looked down upon something, but she sucked it in the face silently.

After a moment of pause, Luo Qiushi smiled and asked in confusion:

"Why don't my sister use tea? But I don't like it?"

Luo Qiushi's eyes were filled with coldness. Could it be that the best Erui precious tea was wronged?

After saying that, Zhou Yun noticed that everyone else looked at her, and there were still a few sights from the maid waiting beside the main courtyard.

Zhou Yun pinched her handkerchief and covered her lips, not caring about what she said, just said:

"Sister, what do you mean? I am just used to drinking the silver needle."

When she bent her eyes and slowly looked at Luo Qiu, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and she couldn't say that she was bright and beautiful.

Luo Qiushi's smile on his face was a little light and he put down the cup casually.

Are you used to drinking silver needles?

Not to mention the preciousness of the silver needle, the word "Yincha" alone is not allowed to be found by others. She even said the word "indiscriminate".

Are you afraid that others will not know that she has a good aunt?

Liu looked at her and seemed a little embarrassed. As soon as she was about to knot, she heard some movement from the pearl curtain. She immediately calmed down and lowered her head.

Zhuang Yisui was wearing a dark red pleated skirt, dignified and generous, and was helped out.

Zhou Yun looked at Fu Yun beside her and could only stand up with others to salute, bent his knees, bowed, and bowed: "I would like to pay my respects to the princess, and I will be blessed with you."

Zhou Yun lowered his head, put his hand on one side, and bowed to courteously. Her eyes were a little lost. When she heard Zhuang Yisui's words: "Sisters, get up."

She barely came back to her senses, calmed her emotions, and smiled slightly at the end of her eyebrows, making others unable to see any emotion, and she was helped to stand up.

Suddenly, she raised her eyes and happened to catch Fu Yun's gaze.

With just a pause, Zhou Yun lowered his eyes, pinched his handkerchief, and took a moment of breathing.

How much do you think of her?

Are you still afraid that she will behave incorrectly?

Zhou Yun knew that her thoughts were a bit extreme, but she couldn't control them. Since she entered Beijing three years ago, she had been fighting with Zhuang Yisui for so long. Now, just because of her different identities, she may have been going to kneel in front of Zhuang Yisui for decades.

How embarrassing.

But I have to accept it.

When someone touched his arm, Zhou Yun frowned and returned to his senses. He noticed that there was some quietness around her. She raised her eyes and saw Zhuang Yisui smiling gently, looking at her calmly.

"Master, it's time for you to offer tea."

Shi Qiu just quietly reminded that Luo Qiushi on the other side tilted his head and smiled and wondered: "Why are Sister Zhou stunned? We and the princess and sisters are already acquainted, and now we are joining the house together, which is a rare fate. Even if Sister Zhou is happy, she is not in a hurry to do this."

Before Zhou Yun could react, Fu Yun, who was sitting in the main seat, frowned without a trace.

joy?

If Zhou Yun doesn't deliberately knock over the tea later, he will be content.

Zhou Yun looked at Luo Qiu coldly, stood up and said casually: "I just lost my mind."

As soon as she approached the main seat, the maid came over with a lotus plate, with two cups of tea placed on it, and she needed to respect the prince and the princess respectively.

Zhou Yun lowered his eyes and looked at the cup. There was a moment of pause. Fu Yun seemed to feel something. When he wanted to look at her, he heard a dull sound. The woman knelt firmly in front of him.

When he knelt down, Zhou Yun felt that his knees were very painful, and it hurt everywhere, making her eyes red.

She wanted to endure it, bit her lips tightly and lowered her eyes, as if she wanted to keep her embarrassed.

Fu Yun pressed the handle of the chair tightly. The woman took the cup from the maid's hand and handed it to him. When she lowered her head, her straight back seemed to bend. Fu Yun's eyes stabbed and almost avoided his eyes.

"I'll invite you to have tea."

He hurriedly took it, Fu Yun drank it all, without hesitation for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"Get up."

Shi Qiudi lowered his head, helped Zhou Yun up, walked two steps to one side, and then knelt down again.

This time, it was Zhuang Yisui who was kneeling.

What you can see is Zhuang Yisui's embroidered shoes with beads and velvets, which are luxurious and luxurious, but at this time, they are very dazzling for no reason.

After buying the cup, Zhou Yun's whole body stiffened and almost let out his hands.
To be continued...