The Consort is Sick, We Must Pamper Her

It has been almost half a month since the last incident of jealous women, and now this day has entered the middle of the twelfth lunar month, it was really cold and trembling.

Fortunately, some charcoal fires were hoarded before the winter, and the master and servant of Chu Yue and Hupo were not so difficult.

Woke up early in the morning, Hupo was wrapped up like a zongzi and went out to sweep the snow, Chu Yue was doing sports, and Hupo let you play with pots.

The master and servant also saw that Yu and Xiao Shitai were also cleaning the snow.

Teacher Yuhe is too young, about 13 or 14 years old, because he grew up in Shangqing Guan, a little naive and romantic.

Chu Yue also likes this little teacher.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Chu Yue asked with a smile.

"Thank you for the charcoal fire presented by the female donor. I slept very well with a few senior sisters last night." Little Master Yuhe saw her and said with a smile on her face.

"That's fine." Chu Yue nodded, and then continued to throw the pot.

Shangqing Guan has always been poor, and there is no charcoal fire to burn. Hupo has a good relationship with Yuhe, and often goes to find Yuhe. Knowing that she is very cold there, I mentioned something.

Now what they used in the room was the beast gold charcoal that the monk gave her. The silver frost charcoal bought before was useless. No, I gave some to Yu and the teacher too.

Burn a little before going to bed, even if it won't burn the whole night, it can make her feel better.

As for the other aunts, it was incidental, but because of the charcoal fire presented by Chu Yue, there was also the last time to refute the rumors, and the reputation of Chu Yue in view is quite good.

However, in the eyes of Master Jingmian and Little Master Yumei, Chu Yue is winning people's hearts.

I tried to dissuade it, but I couldn't dissuade it, because Chu Yue didn't give too much, so it gave only a few kilograms. Shangqingguan would also collect pilgrims' incense money, let alone charcoal fire.

Master Jingmian still keeps an eye on Chu Yue, and wants to catch her right away. Every time I cook in the past, I go there early, but after returning, it will take a lot of time to make a meal. Where does it take so long?

This is clearly hidden!

But Master Jingmian now knows how powerful this widow is, she is also looking for death and fainting. If she can’t catch a scene, she will have thousands of verbal sophistry, so Master Jingmian is very patient this time. She plans to wait. This widow relaxes her guard and catches a current!

Chu Yue I don’t know that Master Jingmian is too ambitious. If she knows that she has to ask her what can be done to promote it, so that she can catch the traitor she wants to catch as soon as possible?

Since the last incident, the monk seemed to be colder towards her. Of course, this was on the surface. She could see that he still wanted her to pass.

But this is called Chu Yue with a cold snort. You are a monk without a woman. After you return to vulgarity, it will naturally belong to me. Do you dare to have those three wives and four concubines?

So Chu Yue is not used to him at all these days.

It's just cooking, without saying a word.

This day Chu Yue came back again, and she smeared some powder, which made her look rather weak. When she came over with a delicious vegetable dish, the monk looked at him and said, "What's wrong?"

"Master, let's have a meal, it's cold this day, it won't taste good when it's cold." Chu Yue smiled weakly, and said nothing.

The monk glanced at her, and ate the meal first. Today he ate bibimbap.

Stir-fried mushrooms, bamboo shoots and potatoes with bean paste. Mix these with steamed white rice. The taste is excellent. After eating a whole bowl of rice, the monk's complexion is also relieved.

Chu Yue will leave after clearing the dishes.

The monk was helpless to see her like this. The widow didn't stay with him for a while, so she had to speak: "The scriptures have been copied a lot in these two days." As he said, he moved his arm.

"Master, concubine... Concubine can help." After reading Chu Yue, he hesitated, then looked at the monk.

Until now, the monk has not let her get close, but he didn't expect to take the initiative this time.

"I'm tired of you." The monk said after hearing this, looking at her.

Chu Yue came over to massage his shoulders softly. Naturally, the strength was not great, but the monk was very useful, but the widow simply massaged her shoulders and thumped her back, without saying a word. Say.

About two cups of tea, Chu Yue said goodbye, and the monk could only watch her leave like this, and wanted to say something, but opened his mouth but said nothing.

After repeating this for a few days, when she was about to leave that day, the monk was a little angry and said: "It's not done yet, keep pressing."

The widow behind him was obviously a little stunned, so she softly responded and continued to press him, but she said she was tired after a while.

The monk ignored her, just wanted her to continue pressing.

She didn't dare to stop, and continued to press, and then the monk heard the cry of the people behind her. The monk was stunned, and when she turned around, she saw the widow crying, and she looked very pitiful.

"You...what are you doing?" the monk stunned.

The widow ignored him and turned her head away, but she looked very stubborn. The monk didn't feel like seeing it, and said, "If you don't want to, then I won't force it..."

Before he finished speaking, the widow threw himself into his arms and started crying: "You bad guy, you bad guy, you are really necrotic." Not only accused him, but also beat him with a small fist.

The monk's body became stiff, but seeing her crying so sadly, she also looked helpless, and said: "How come I'm broken, this time, it's clear that you don't want to stay and talk with me."

"Isn't it that you are bad? You think that the concubine is a jealous woman, but the concubine just told you, the concubine is also a jealous woman, especially jealous, the kind that can't get sand in your eyes!" She raised her face and looked at him stubbornly.

The monk didn't say anything, he also saw her temperament, she looked weak, but he was very thoughtful in his heart.

"Do you know that it is natural for a man with three wives and four concubines in this world?" The monk looked at her and said.

"The concubine knows, but what does this have to do with the concubine, they are them, the concubine is the concubine, and the concubine will not change your mind, and will not change in this life. Master, if you dislike a woman like a concubine, you say as soon as possible, The concubine won't come over to hinder your eyes!" Chu Yue said, about to get up and leave, but was pulled back by the monk and fell into his arms again.

Chu Yue immediately struggled: "You let go of your concubine."

The monk said helplessly: "Let go of you, where are you going?"

"You don't need to worry about where your concubine goes. This world is so big that you can't tolerate a woman like a concubine. Rather than being intolerated by the world, your concubine should have a good baby." Chu Yue said with tears. .

"I didn't say that I can't tolerate you." The monk said helplessly.

Chu Yue smiled sadly: "Master, don't coax your concubine. If you can't give your concubine what you want, don't say such things."