Fast Transmigration: Raiders of that coquettish boss

Chapter 224 Who Is The Great Hero (34)

"You are really stupid to say you are stupid? Go get busy."

After a long while Mingyu had had enough of laughing, she glanced at him angrily, and then continued with her movements.

Wu Zhu stared blankly at the very happy girl who was smiling, and couldn't help feeling a warm feeling in his heart.

The setting sun is just right.

The small courtyard was full of her crisp laughter, although she was laughing at him, but he hoped that time could slow down a bit, even slower!
Mingyu made clothes very quickly. Wu Zhu didn't go to guard the city gate during the day these days, so she didn't have a change of clothes. She worked overnight and had the clothes ready the next day.

A navy blue straight skirt was slightly tucked in at the waist, making his whole body taller and straighter.

The length of the sleeves and hem is also just right. No wonder my mother-in-law measured him yesterday. This dress couldn't be more suitable.

He grew up so big, except for his mother who made clothes for him when he was a child, no woman has ever made clothes for him by herself.

And this woman has already done it for him twice.

He couldn't bear to wear that jacket and put it at the bottom of the suitcase. Now he wanted to put away the new clothes too.

"Put it on now. Don't think about taking it out during the holidays. There will still be some left by then!"

Mingyu, who saw through his thoughts at a glance, mercilessly blocked his intention.

The expression on Wu Zhu's face suddenly became embarrassing.

Mingyu stared at him for a long time.

He was already energetic, and he looked even more handsome in clean clothes, but——

She frowned as she looked at his oily hair that fell over his shoulders, and she really felt that this hair ruined his image.

"Wu Zhu, go boil the water!"

After a while, she finally couldn't help but speak.

Wu Zhu was stunned for a moment: "Ma'am, do you want some hot water?"

"Yes, I'm going to use hot water. You go to boil the water first. I'll put on an ugly makeup and go out for a while, and I'll be back in a while."

After saying that, Mingyu turned into the room to put on makeup, and after a while she left the courtyard and walked straight to the grocery store not far from the opposite street.

Wu Zhu's obedient courtyard draws water to boil water from the well, and just when the fire was successfully ignited, while the fire was being added to the stove, the courtyard door rang.

After adding a handful of firewood to the stove, he clapped his hands and went to open the door.

But after seeing that the visitors were several officers and soldiers, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

"You are?"

"Here, do you know this woman?"

The leading officer and soldier took out a portrait, pointed at it and asked Wu Zhu: "We received a report that you were harboring imperial criminals, and we came here to search!"

"I've never seen this person before, I don't know him, did you find the wrong place? I'm under General Zhou, brother, where are you from?"

Wu Zhu blinked and looked at these officers and soldiers innocently.

Hearing this, the leading officers and soldiers looked Wu Zhu up and down.

He saw that he was wearing a navy blue robe, tall and handsome, and he was not like the brazen and reckless man that the messenger said, so he couldn't help but feel retreated.

"Oh, it turns out that they are under General Zhou. We belong to the Shengjing government office. Since we are under General Zhou, it is absolutely impossible to have anything to do with the imperial convicts. There must be a misunderstanding. Brother, let's go first!"

As the leading officer and soldier spoke, he turned around and led the other few people away.

Wu Zhu looked at their backs going away, a trace of suspicion flashed in his long and narrow eyes.

Although there is still a big difference between the portrait and the real person, he has been with the person in the portrait day and night these days, so how could he recognize it.

The person in the portrait, the prisoner of the imperial court in the words of the officers and soldiers, is the woman he bought!
(End of this chapter)