After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Shen Chuan came over soon.

He took off the crimson official uniform he wore when he went to court and changed into a star blue wide-sleeved round collar robe. Only the hem was embroidered with elegant cloud patterns. Other than that, there was no trace of embroidery on his whole body.

The belt around his waist was still empty, which made people want to hang something on it.

Before anyone could get closer, the smell of soap locust mixed with cold incense came over.

Jiang Fuyue was originally standing on the corridor, watching Jingzhe supporting Gu Yu for a walk in the yard.

"It seems that Miss Guyu's injury has recovered greatly?" Shen Chuan said as he walked straight to Jiang Fuyue and stood next to her.

The two were so close that their shoulders were almost touching.

Jiang Fuyue didn't say anything, she just said: "It's good, not bad, but she can't lie down. No, she has only been peaceful for a few days, and she has to go to the ground for a walk."

"Fortunately, my leg was not injured, otherwise I would have to lie in bed and howl every day. How could I have a peaceful day here?"

As Jiang Fuyue spoke, she turned to look at Shen Chuan. The moment she saw him, Jiang Fuyue's eyes froze slightly, and she didn't even hear what Gu Yu muttered.

"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and the weather is getting cold. Why don't you wring your hair dry before taking it out?"

Jiang Fuyue's tone contained some concern that she didn't realize she had.

This concern fell into Shen Chuan's ears in no uncertain terms, causing him to smile and blink his eyes unconsciously: "Then... I wonder if you could trouble Fuyue to help me?"

Jiang Fuyue was slightly startled.

Things like twisting hair can only be done by people who are close to you.

She and Shen Chuan...

While thinking, Shen Chuan sniffed unconsciously, as if he was about to catch a cold.

"Okay," Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Bai Lu, go get a clean handkerchief and wring Mr. Shen's hair dry."

Hearing this, Bai Lu was slightly startled: "Girl, this slave will twist Master Shen's hair?"

She wouldn't even dare to lend her some courage!

Shen Chuan also frowned slightly: "Fuyue, I don't want others to touch me."

"A stranger?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, "I am also a stranger."

"You're not." Shen Chuan looked at her intently.

The two looked at each other, and the burning emotion in Shen Chuan's eyes was unabashedly reflected in Jiang Fuyue's gaze.

Jiang Fuyue looked away unnaturally: "...Okay, just this time."

Shen Chuan smiled and nodded.

Bai Lu on the side also breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly turned around and went to the bathroom to get something to use for twisting her hair.

Jiang Fuyue raised her chin towards the chair in the corridor, and Shen Chuan immediately sat on it obediently.

Shen Chuan's hair was also dark and thick, like fine silk, with a cool dampness.

Jiang Fuyue took the handkerchief from Bai Lu's hand. The soft and white handkerchief gently covered Shen Chuan's hair, and then wiped it gently and softly.

The familiar warm fragrance came from behind and enveloped his whole body. The force of wiping his hair was just right. More importantly, it was the person he loved playing with his hair.

Shen Chuan closed his eyes in enjoyment.

The weather is nice today, and the warm yellow sunlight falls on the two people on the porch, showing a bit of warmth.

Jingzhe Guyu looked at each other in the yard, laughed secretly, and lowered his voice in unison, for fear of disturbing the two of them.

Wei Ze and Wei Ming both smiled heartily when they looked at each other.

They had never seen their master so relaxed.

Today is the first time in history.

However, the pleasant time always passes quickly.

With the help of the breeze, Shen Chuan's hair was completely dry quickly. Jiang Fuyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, threw the handkerchief aside, and gently shook her sore and swollen wrist.

Sensing the movement behind him, Shen Chuan stood up and gently held Jiang Fuyue's wrist.

Jiang Fuyue subconsciously wanted to throw away his hand, but Shen Chuan's hand did not loosen at all: "Knead it for you, or you will feel uncomfortable again soon."

Jiang Fuyue struggled a few more times, but failed, so she had to let him go.

But this massage with moderate strength is really comfortable.

Jiang Fuyue soon became less resistant.

Sensing her relaxation, Shen Chuan's eyes filled with a bit of smile, and his gaze moved downwards, condensing slightly when it fell on her neck, which still had some traces of bruises.

"...Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, did Fuyue receive the post?"

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Then, she sighed: "It's a pity that the injury hasn't healed yet. I plan to go shopping in a while to see if I can buy anything to protect myself."

Shen Chuan nodded, but there was still some worry in his eyes.

The marks on Jiang Fuyue's neck were so extensive that only the scarf worn in winter could cover such marks.

"It doesn't matter if you can't buy it. The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is at night, and it's dark, so you can't see clearly." Shen Chuan said.

What he said cannot actually be taken seriously.

After all, Jiang Fuyue's skin is fair, and even the slightest trace will be magnified infinitely, let alone such an obvious trace.

Jiang Fuyue nodded: "There is nothing we can do if we can't cover it up. This is the only way."

The two said nothing for a while.

Guyu, who was walking in the yard, suddenly said: "Girl, when we went from the capital to Liangzhou, didn't Madam Zhou prepare a bottle of some... liquid for you? Why don't you ask Madam Zhou to come back and ask her again? Mix a bottle for the girl?"

Jiang Fuyue was slightly startled.

This is a solution.

However, Mrs. Zhou didn't know she had too much time at the hot spring villa.

"Yes, that slave will drive over in the afternoon and ask questions," Jingzhe said, "Don't worry, girl, I will make it clear when I get there. If Madam Zhou says that the adjustment cannot be made, Madam Zhou will not make her trip in vain!"

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyue nodded.

In this way, it is more likely that they will split into two groups in the afternoon.

Seeing that the expression on Jiang Fuyue's face relaxed a little, Shen Chuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I don’t know what these masters and servants are talking about, it’s just useful.

"I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so why don't I accompany you to walk around the streets." Shen said, "Just in time, it's time for me to buy new clothes."

Jiang Fuyue nodded.

Suddenly, Jiang Fuyue remembered something: "Now, we have been back from Qicheng for a while, and everyone in Qicheng has made a decision on how to deal with it, but what about you..."

It stands to reason that after Shen Chuan settled such a big matter, he should take another step forward.

Although according to Shen Chuan's current age, promotion to the third rank is a bit exaggerated, but after all, the credit lies here, and it is unjustifiable not to be promoted.

Shen Chuan smiled slightly: "Perhaps, Your Majesty has other considerations."

Jiang Fuyue thought about it for a moment and figured it out.

Nowadays, officials are divided into nine grades, and officials above the third grade are the real pillars of the imperial court.

From the fourth grade to the third grade, this step is not so easy.

Jiang Fuyue looked at Shen Chuan for a moment and sighed: "It seems that Master Shen is lacking some external strength."

Hearing this, Shen Chuan's eyebrows moved, and the smile in his eyes deepened: "Then Fuyue... are you willing to help me?"