Chapter 542: Yueyue knows the truth, mother and child are safe (3)

  Chapter 542 Yueyue Knows the Truth, Mother and Child Are Safe (3)

   "I understand, thank you fourth grandma." The old woman saluted.

  In the study, Xuan Yin is dealing with official business.

  Huangfushan came in with a bowl of lotus seed soup that had been dosed with medicine, and their most famous croton in southern Xinjiang was added to the soup. Hmph, he couldn't be killed!

  Huangfushan put the lotus seed soup on the table, and said softly, "Fourth Master, please use it."

   Xuan Yin didn't even raise his eyelids, just hummed lightly, and then buried himself in business.

  Huangfushan gritted her teeth, her eyes stayed on the soup for a long time, but she didn't see Xuanyin drinking it.

   Just when she was about to retreat, Xuan Yin's hand finally reached out to the lotus seed soup.

However, before they met, a tall and strong figure walked in like a gust of wind outside the door. He probably walked like a eunuch, sweating profusely. When he saw the lotus seed soup on the table, he poured it into his stomach without saying a word, and then He let out a long breath: "It's so comfortable! Let me tell you something, Xiaoyin. There's news from Daying that the second brother will be back soon. When you're free, let's pick up the second brother."

  After the trip to southern Xinjiang, if someone in the family had changed his attitude towards Xuan Yin, it would be Xuan Zhao.

  Looking at Xuan Zhao's excited face, Xuan Yin nodded slightly: "Okay, third brother arrange it."

  Xuan Zhao patted his chest, and left with a cheerful face.

  Looking at his back as he left so gracefully, Huangfushan's heart was broken!

  Prescribing medicine will not work, so there is only one more assassination.

  Huangfushan clenched the dagger hidden in her wide sleeve, took the opportunity to pack up the empty bowl, and slowly approached Xuanyin.

   "Ma'am! You are back!"

  The servant girl's voice of greeting came from down the corridor, Huangfushan was so frightened that she almost shook off her dagger, quickly took the bowl in her hand, lowered her head, respectfully faced the door, and made a greeting gesture.

  Ning Yue passed by the study, took a look in, and naturally saw the maid in the study. In the past, she would not have felt anything, but now she is sulking Xuan Yin, and her face has become very ugly.

   Xuanyin raised his eyes and looked towards Ning Yue. The moment he saw his wife, his stern face was stained with a gentle smile: "You're back?"

   "Hmph." Ning Yue walked away coldly, leaving Xuan Yin with wide-eyed eyes inexplicably, afterward, Xuan Yin didn't care about any official business, dropped the notebook and chased after him.

  Dongmei stepped onto the corridor with a basket of peaches.

   "Miss, the new peach, do you want to try it?"

  Ning Yue ignored her.

   "Fourth Master, the peach is here, do you want to eat it?"

   Xuanyin ignored her.

Seeing that the two were obviously angry and the other was chasing after each other, Dongmei took a breath in confusion, and after a while, Dongmei saw Huangfushan coming out of Xuanyin's study with her head drooping, as if nothing had been done. Looking annoyed, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Did you go to seduce my uncle again? You didn't seduce him in the house before, but you went to the study again, didn't you? And let the madam see, you really took my words as a deaf ear, didn't you?" Dongmei twisted Huangfushan Ears yelled loudly.

  Huangfushan was twisted so badly that she really wanted to kick her away, but she secretly warned herself not to reveal her identity, so she had to grit her teeth and bear it.

This kind of silence seemed to be a kind of tacit consent in Dongmei's eyes. Dongmei immediately dragged her into the yard, and said to several rough servants: "This scumbag is not good at doing things, and he has thoughts that he shouldn't have." , Hit me! Throw it out after beating!"

What?

Beat her?

  After a quarter of an hour, Huang Fushan was driven out of the palace by a group of powerful women like a rat crossing the street.

  (end of this chapter)