Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

"Slaves send greetings to master." Mu Jin got up, supported Mother Yan's hand, knelt down and greeted Fourth Master with a blessing, and smiled, breaking the embarrassment in capital letters.

Fujin also forced a smile, got up and nodded at Fourth Master: "Master"

"Ahem!" Fourth Master nodded unnaturally, "Get up. It's a coincidence today, why is Fujin here?"

Fujin forced a smile, "Emiang rewarded the festival with something. I happened to be fine, so I simply sent it to Mrs. Mu in person, and said something by the way. I am a little tired, so I will leave."

"Fu Jin walk slowly."

Fujin smiled, and helped Nanny Wu to leave.

Outside the Yuping courtyard, within a few steps, Fujin couldn't help but look back at the courtyard, curled his lips, and then left.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel.

Fourth Master just broke in, his brisk and casual tone, his smiling eyebrows, his relaxed expression and posture, although it was only for a moment, he froze after seeing her.

But that moment played back in her mind very clearly.

Fujin never thought that fourth master would be such a fourth master.

She never thought that he would have such a side.

Never seen more.

At that moment, she even had an absurd feeling that it wasn't him, not the grandfather she was familiar with everyday.

So in front of Mrs. Mu, was he like that?

Fujin couldn't tell what was the best way to describe the feeling in his heart at this moment, but if he had to say it, it would be—awkward.

And how much she would never admit—envy?

The clearer the replay in my mind, the more awkward and envious it seems. Fujin's eyes flickered, and his footsteps were a little vain and messy for no reason.

In the Yuping courtyard room, Mu Jin struggled to suppress a smile.

This master has always been very arrogant, she dare not laugh, for fear that he will become angry from embarrassment.

Although it is very useful for mothers to rely on children, she doesn't want to provoke him in this kind of thing.

"Master!" Mu Jin was as calm as ever, smiled at Yan Yan, and sat down with his arm on the fourth master, "I was thinking about when the master would come back, and it happened to be back. Master drank a lot of bars? Why don't you lie down and take a rest? Oh, by the way, the hangover soup is prepared in the small kitchen, sour bamboo shoots, ham and soft tofu soup, do you want to use some first?"

Seeing that she didn't mention the incident just now, fourth master's expression subconsciously relaxed, and he was more happy to hear her gentle and considerate words. He held her hand and kissed her, nodded and said "Yes", "order someone to fill half a bowl. "

Where did Mu Jin give orders? When the maids heard it, someone immediately went to serve it.

The fourth master leaned on the soft couch, held Mu Jin's hand, and complained: "The slaves in this courtyard are becoming more and more lazy and unseemly, and they will call the senior officials and Madam Yan to discipline them!"

Mu Jin was taken aback for a moment, and realized that her already bright eyes became brighter and watery, she pursed her lips, and suppressed a smile again.

What he meant was that when the servants knew that Fujin saw him coming in her room, they didn't rush to report, so that he could be prepared, and he wouldn't be caught off guard like before.

But he didn't even think about it, how could anyone dare to stop him to report at will? If he was still hesitating whether to report or not, he had already entered the house.

Naturally, Mu Jin would not contradict him, and quickly nodded and smiled in agreement, "What the master said is true, but it's not that we should discipline him well."

Soon the hangover soup was served, and Mu Jin watched him use it, and asked about the excitement of the Dragon Boat Festival today, and finally completely fooled that episode.