Houfu Key Class

Silent night.

Zong Jincheng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, thinking about Luo Jingfeng's words. Although his mother calmed him down, he was still wondering whose child he was.

That day in the East Palace, His Highness told him about Luo Shu's secret birth of the little prince, and asked him to tell the little prince in the future: he must hide his incompetence when he returns to Luo Jingfeng, but he forgot to ask His Highness at that time... Who is the little prince, and where is he now?

Zong Jincheng turned over again, remembering that His Highness said that Luo Shu was the most important person to Luo Jingfeng, and the little prince was also an important figure to restrain Luo Jingfeng. If that little prince was him... then Luo Jingfeng's attitude towards him would be very different from before.

Luo Jingfeng... is he really his uncle?

Zong Jincheng didn't dare to think about it any more. He pulled the quilt over his head, imitating Shen Yibai's appearance, and thought to himself:

As long as I don't keep thinking about it, he is not my uncle!

The next day.

Buyan went to Zong Zhaoyuan early in the morning.

He used to be the sparring partner of the young marquis. He was sent to protect Master Cheng because the young marquis disappeared. Now that the young marquis is back, can his mission be over?

Bu Yan became more and more excited as he thought about it. When he thought about not having to serve that living ancestor anymore, he wanted to jump three feet high.

Young marquis, young marquis, I have been waiting for you for too long!

Because the big study was left to Jin Cheng and the others, Zong Zhao now did his work and read books on the small desk in his room. He didn't think the place was small, and he just concentrated on writing on the memorials.

Outside the door, the maid Ruyi came in with tea.

She carefully put down the tray, looked around the table and asked, "Young marquis, do you want me to help you grind some more ink?"

"No need." Zong Zhao's voice was cold, and he refused without even raising his head.

Ruyi lifted the lid of the teapot and said softly, "I am not good at making tea. Hongtiao and Luru, who served you for many years in the previous room, were sent to the villa by the lady and have not returned yet. Without them, I am worried that I can't serve you well."

Zong Zhao stopped writing and finally looked up.

Ruyi saw this and immediately said, "Young Marquis, the lady was a new bride at that time, so it is inevitable that she didn't know how important Hongtiao and Luru are to you. Now they have been away for two years. After all, they are old people in the mansion. Do you think you should bring them back?"

Xu Wan had just returned from the big study, and she saw Buyan rushing over here. She had time to wave at him and said, "Buyan, do you have something to ask the young marquis?"

Buyan nodded.

"Then come back with me. I just wanted to get him a bigger desk. He has to stay in the room. That small desk is what I usually use for drawing. It's too small for office work."

Buyan got excited when he heard it. He quickly said, "I can help the young marquis move the desk."

Xu Wan smiled and said, "Okay, I have the labor force."

The two went back together, but before they entered the door, they heard Ruyi's complaint.

Buyan was confused. It seemed that they came at the wrong time.

Madam, please don't be angry...

If you are angry and don't change the big desk for the young marquis, then he won't have the opportunity to show his ability to move the desk. Can his wish to be transferred back to the young marquis still come true?

Xu Wan paused at the door for two seconds. She was so embarrassed that she didn't know whether to go in or turn around and leave first.

Hongtiao and Luru were the maids who served Zong Zhao before. When she first entered the mansion, she was instigated by Zong Jincheng to cause trouble for her. Xu Wan was worried that these two arrogant girls would take advantage of their seniority and ride on her head, which would make it difficult to educate her children, so she ordered them to be sent to the old lady's villa.

The old lady was of one mind with her, and after returning to the mansion to live permanently, she did not bring the two girls back.

After learning that Zong Zhao was still alive, Xu Wan also thought about whether to take the two people back to the mansion, but then she thought, what the hell, she is not a saint in the world, what kind of thing is it to repay evil with kindness, as long as Zong Zhao does not mention it, she will just ignore it.

Unexpectedly, there are "old" friends of Hongtiao and Luru in the courtyard, so they began to instigate to pull their sisters out.

"No words." Zong Zhao's voice sounded from the room.

Xu Wan blinked, confusedly thinking: Is this the way martial arts masters identify people by footsteps?

Did Zong Zhao hear her coming?

Buyan hurried in and said excitedly, "Young Marquis, Buyan is here, please give me your orders."

Ruyi was very excited. She knew that the young marquis was still sentimental and would definitely bring Hongtiao Luru back. Everyone in the mansion was Madam's people. She was isolated and helpless here, and she was looking forward to Hongtiao Luru's return.

Sister Hongtiao is the prettiest. If she can come back safely, she might even be able to become a maidservant. Then...

Zong Zhao's cold voice interrupted her wishful thinking: "They are talking nonsense about the mistress and causing trouble in the harem. Sell the three of them together."

Ruyi: "!!!"

"Young Marquis!" Ruyi begged for mercy in fear, "I know I was wrong. I deserve to die. Please let me go, young Marquis. I just said a few words. I am not guilty of this..."

Buyan used all his eyesight in this life, covered Ruyi's mouth with one hand, dragged her out with the other hand, and did not forget to show his performance: "Young Marquis, don't worry, I promise to do it well!"

Xu Wan: "..."

Buyan, you are too attentive.

However, after this, Xu Wan remembered that Zong Zhao had not arranged anyone to serve him. She gave Cuizhi a few instructions and went to arrange people again.

Xu Wan walked to the table, thought for a moment and said, "I thought you would want Hongtiao and Luru to come back. After all, they are the maids in your room and are more used to serving you." These words were used by the little devil to scare her.

Zong Zhao frowned and replied, "I don't have a concubine."

"Ah? No, I mean the maid, an ordinary maid." Xu Wan scratched her head, feeling a little out of his mind.

Zong Zhao replied, "I don't have any impression, I don't remember."

"..."

Xu Wan touched her nose and thought: Hongtiao and Luru were really wrong. Xu Wan still remembers their arrogant look at the beginning.

She thought they had a lot of support, but Zong Zhao didn't even remember them. As Cuizhi said, the young marquis was devoted to studying and practicing martial arts, and didn't pay attention to them.

"Husband... Husband, how long will your official duties last? I think it's a bit crowded for you to sit here, so I want Buyan to change you to a bigger table."

Xu Wan tried to use this intimate name again, but it was obvious that the embarrassment from her heart to her mouth almost turned into a stutter.

"I'm done with my work and I'm going to leave the house. I may be back late. You guys change, and you don't have to wait for me for dinner." Zong Zhao stood up and walked out. After walking a few steps, he turned around and said, "Just call me by my name in the future, don't be bound by those things."

"Oh, okay." Xu Wan smiled and waved goodbye to him.

I couldn't help sighing in my heart: Cuizhi didn't lie to me. Sure enough, everyone liked Zong Zhao for a reason. She had never seen anyone who could combine restraint and arrogance, coldness and carefulness so well.

Zong Zhao is really amazing.

Bu Yan took Ruyi to Zhao Ma Ma to show himself, but when he came back, he saw that the room was empty, oh no... and the wife.

Xu Wan saw him looking around for Zong Zhao, and kindly reminded him: "He's out of the house, come, let's change the big desk first."

Bu Yan: "..." Okay, okay.

Then he will come to see the young marquis next time!