Working Emperor of the Northern and Southern Dynasties

Lou Qingyi was in a bad mood. She did not go to various shops to check the business today, but lay lazily on the bed.

Zi Ling was doing the girl's work at the side, while Xiao Yu'er's injury had not yet fully recovered and she was also sitting on her knees, but she had nothing in her hand and couldn't sit still at all. It looked like there were thorns on her butt.

"Xiao Yu'er, it's only been a while and you can't sit still anymore!" Zi Ling looked over sideways.

Xiao Yu'er was sitting upright, but her little face was flushed, which was very cute.

Lou Qingyi said: "Zi Ling, don't make things difficult for her, she is just like a monkey sometimes."

Xiao Yu'er chuckled and said to her heart that the lady understands me, and there is nothing wrong with being a monkey.

Zi Ling picked up the embroidery needle in her hand and pretended to pierce it. Xiao Yu'er was so frightened that she kept running away. Fortunately, Lou Qingyi stopped the laughing and playing sisters in time.

"Xiao Yu'er, tell the truth, have you ever heard that Chen Chang and Cui Qi hang out together?"

After Chen Chang left, Lou Qingyi sent his family members to investigate around Songhe Tower and learned about the close contact between Chen Chang and Cui Qi. He concluded that it was not easy for the Cui brothers to fight with each other.

Xiao Yu'er's eyes flickered: "Servant...servant...I don't know..."

"Then... Xiao Yu'er, can you tell me about writing with him? Lou Qingyi changed the question.

"oh."

Xiao Yu'er nodded, and then began to tell the story of Chen Chang's hurried return to the study to write.

"My uncle seemed to have thought of a very good poem, but he was afraid of forgetting it, so he hurriedly wrote it down."

As for writing letters, there is no such thing.

Chen Chang strictly ordered her not to tell anyone, even the young lady.

Although Xiao Yu'er didn't understand why he did this, he naturally trusted Chen Chang.

"Na na, what's the name of that poem... The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night. It blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMWs and cars fill the road with fragrance..." Xiao Yu'er has a good memory, but this poem is just the beginning of the poem.

He nodded and pretended that he couldn't remember clearly.

"Is it just these...?" Lou Qingyi asked with a frown.

"Yes, it sounds very good. It's just that I'm too stupid to remember everything." Xiao Yu'er nodded, and then whispered, "My uncle told me that he hadn't completely thought about this poem yet, so he asked me not to."

Nonsense..."

Naturally, you don’t want others to know about unfinished poems. This involves the issue of copyright. Although the ancients did not have the concept of copyright, the general meaning is the same.

Under the "forced questioning" of the young lady, Xiao Yu'er naturally had nothing to hide.

She cleared her throat and recited the poem word by word, her clear voice echoing in the room.

"The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees at night. Even more, the stars are falling like rain. The fragrance of BMW carvings fills the road. The sound of phoenix flutes, the light of jade pots turning, fish and dragons dance all night. Moths and snow willows have golden wisps. Laughter fills the fragrance...

…”

"The last one, the last one, I really can't remember..." Xiao Yu'er's face turned red from suppressing her emotions. At that time, her uncle said a few words, but she didn't hear them clearly.

Zi Ling had read poetry and books with her young lady since she was a child, and she was a little intoxicated: "Good poetry..."

Lou Qingyi leaned on the pillow mat and was silent for a long time before asking: "Xiao Yu'er, you have been following him for the longest time. What kind of person do you think...he is...?"

I want to know the answer, but I don’t want to know.

Xiao Yu'er thought for a long time: "My uncle, my uncle... Xiao Yu'er thinks that my uncle is not like a nerd who studies hard. He is... very funny. He likes to joke sometimes and can make people happy."

"But it gives people a very calm feeling, as if they are not afraid of anything if it happens... When he speaks, he is not like those pedantic masters. Anyway, it is nothing to worry about, and then... uh, then it is gone. Anyway, with

It seems to be different from what I heard before..."

After Lou Qingyi listened, he nodded slightly.

Zi Ling secretly glanced at her young lady and boldly asked Xiao Yu'er: "What about him and the woman named Shui?"

It was even more difficult for Xiao Yu'er, who hesitated and couldn't explain why.

Zi Ling refused to give up: "Then does he often mention that woman?"

"That's not true!" Xiao Yu'er said almost without thinking, "I've never heard him mention it before. I'm also very curious about that woman..."

Zi Ling gave him a sharp look and did not dare to say any more.

"Miss, I raised you for nothing!"

"Forget it, don't embarrass Xiao Yu'er!"

Lou Qingyi said with a smile that Xiao Yu'er has an innocent nature and is easily confused by Chen Chang. It is not easy to get words out of her.

Zi Ling said angrily: "Miss, just spoil her, I'm afraid it won't be long before she doesn't know her last name!"

"Where do I have...?" Xiao Yu'er felt aggrieved.

Lou Qingyi glanced at the two maids angrily, then smiled and said: "We are all one family, Zi Ling, don't push Xiao Yu'er hard, it's not her fault!"

Zi Ling calmed down her anger. The young lady spoke tactfully. The blame was not on Xiao Yu'er, but on that hateful person.

After that, there was a long silence.

Lou Qingyi held a book in his hands and his eyes fell on the book, but his mind was filled with the poems that Xiao Yuer had just recited.

Xiao Yu'er leaned on the edge of the bed, holding her chest with both hands, with a complicated expression on her innocent little face.

I wonder if Miss has passed this level?

Fortunately, my uncle had given instructions in advance and I was practicing diligently, otherwise I really wouldn’t know how to deal with it.

The young lady has taught her many things, and she has learned a lot from her uncle during this period, so naturally she is not pure and simple in her heart.

She also has small thoughts, but these small thoughts are always for the sake of the people and things she likes around her, such as the lady, the Lou family, or now Chen Chang.

The uncle had an indifferent personality and treated her very kindly. He had no airs of being a master at all and was even easier to talk to than the young lady.

The difficult thing is that my uncle also has a funny and humorous side on weekdays and can always make her laugh.

In her little heart, she liked her uncle very much, and she secretly compared this kind of liking with the kind of liking she had for the young lady.

For a lady, it is not just love, but also various emotions such as gratitude, gratitude and respect.

Xiao Yu'er was a little vague about her love for her uncle, but she just thought this person was very interesting.

My uncle is a talented man. At the poetry meeting, Taishan's poems squeezed four people, and he could also draw lifelike portraits.

The relationship between the young lady and her uncle was not harmonious, and she roughly guessed the reason.

She sincerely hopes that the two of them can really get together, because they are both her favorite people.

She wanted to tell the young lady that her uncle was a good person, and she also wanted to tell her uncle that the young lady cared about him, but she was afraid that she would spoil things with her stupid words and end up complaining on both sides.

It's really embarrassing for Zi Ling to be so determined to make her a spy.

Fortunately, the young lady was generous enough and did not embarrass herself.

But what should I, my personal maid, do?

Difficult!

Xiao Yu'er was in a daze when she heard a report from a maid outside.

"Miss, who do you think is coming?"