Oops, the male villain looked at me with affection in his eyes

Zhao Yan walked up to a few people and saw Ning Yu staring straight at Chu Ye's profile. She coughed lightly and said with a smile:

"Prince Yu, how come you still don't get tired of seeing your master's face every day? Why do you have to look at it secretly for so long even after you leave the house?"

Princess Gu Lun on the side opened her eyes and saw Chu Ye standing next to Ning Yu with her eyes closed. Ning Yu's eyes were looking attentively.

Chu Ye's deep black eyes met Ning Yu's dark almond eyes, and he saw that Ning Yu's eyes reflected his own face.

Chu Ye's heart, which had been a little helpless just now, was instantly filled with warmth.

Ning Yu miraculously discovered that there was a slight smile in Chu Ye's usually dull eyes.

While she was dazed, Chu Ye leaned over to Ning Yu, and his deep voice sounded softly in his ears: "Did Yu'er just look at her as a teacher?"

Ning Yu blushed for no reason. She blinked her dark eyes and said, "Yes, Yu'er thinks that the master just looked so good-looking."

The smile in Chu Ye's eyes overflowed, and his usually cold appearance softened.

He grabbed the railing with both hands and looked at the rapidly retreating scenery around him. He tried his best to control his arms so as not to hold Ning Yu in his arms.

Zhao Yan saw that the two people ignored her, so she walked to Chu Ye and looked at the receding scenery around them.

Her eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of her lips moved slightly. She really didn't understand how this extremely ordinary scenery could attract so many people to stare at it for so long.

Princess Gu Lun looked at the expression on Chu Ye's face, curled her lips, and secretly screamed: "Slut."

She pulled Ning Yu and said, "My throat is a little dry. Yu'er can go into the boat with me and drink some tea."

Chu Ye turned around and said calmly: "Go back. I just made a cup of tea. It's a good time to go back and drink it."

When Princess Gu Lun heard this, she couldn't help rolling her eyes. She smiled and said, "Prime Minister Chu just came out to breathe, and he finished breathing so quickly?"

Chu Ye lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at Princess Gu Lun holding Ning Yu's hand, paused and said, "Yu'er must not be rude."

Seeing Princess Gu Lun let go of her hand, Chu Ye glanced at Princess Gu Lun with a hint of warning, then said to Ning Yu calmly: "Come with me as a teacher."

Yuzhu sat at the back of the boat and was held by Prince Duolun's hand.

When she saw Chu Ye's tall figure walking into the boat, she subconsciously retracted her hand.

Prince Duolun just thought that his youngest daughter was shy, so he approached her and said, "Zhuer, go back and think about it carefully. I am waiting for good news about Zhuer."

Then he said to Chu Ye: "Xiang Chu, this east lake has picturesque scenery and beautiful people. It deserves to be the largest lake in Tiansheng."

Chu Ye looked at the two of them and smiled: "Tiansheng's products are rich. I hope that the prince can bring back some desirable specialties when he returns to the grassland."

Prince Duolun laughed loudly: "Definitely, definitely."

Yuzhu bit her lip gently as she listened to the secret words between the two.

Chu Ye sat back in his seat, picked up the teacup that had been dried and handed it to Ning Yu, and then started talking to Prince Duolun in a low voice.

At the same time, in the main hall of the Zongfu in the Qiong Alley in the west of the city, Zong Pinghui was sitting on the old Taishi chair, with his eyes closed, shaking his head and humming the Kunqu opera he had just heard in the restaurant.

Butler Weng Quan rubbed his chest, which was sore from being beaten by Guan Hu and Bazimei last night, and cautiously stepped forward and said:

"Sir, the second lady has been locked up in the ancestral hall for the past two days. She feels very regretful. She sheds tears and repented in front of the ancestral tablet every day, claiming that she will never do it again in the future."

Last night, Guan Hu and Bazimei came to find Zong Guohui. When they saw that she had not been released, they found Weng Quan and beat and kicked him.

The two claimed that if Zong Guohui was not seen again tonight, they would beat him to death.

So as soon as Weng Quan saw Zong Pinghui returning home, he secretly observed his expression, and when he saw that he was in a good mood, he slowly stepped forward.

Zong Pinghui suddenly opened his eyes when he heard Weng Quan mention Zong Guohui.

"This unfilial daughter has brought shame on me. I entertained those colleagues for several days and gradually calmed down their anger."

Zong Pinghui's chest heaved with anger when he thought of his embarrassment on the street that day.

"If it weren't for me, how could she still be punished at home and kneel in the ancestral hall? She would have been thrown into prison and endured torture."

Weng Quan bowed his waist and said with a flattering smile:

"What the master said is absolutely true. It's just that this servant realized that he was wrong when he looked at the second lady these past two days. Regardless of his injuries, he knelt in front of the ancestral tablet and prayed every day."

Zong Pinghui stared and said, "Now I realize that I was wrong. What was she thinking on the street that day in front of so many people?!"

As a result, he almost became the laughing stock of Tiansheng Street.

Hearing this, Weng Quan sighed softly and said:

"Miss Hui'er thinks she is wrong. The ancestral hall is cold in the spring. She is a girl who, regardless of the pain on her body, kneels in front of the ancestor's memorial tablet all day long to pray. After a long time, she is afraid that her body cannot bear it."

When Zong Pinghui saw Weng Quan defending Zong Guohui in every way, his eyes moved slightly:

"Why do you keep speaking for that unfilial daughter today? But you suddenly figured out that you want to be my son-in-law?"

Weng Quan rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "This slave can gain master's common sense. It is a blessing that has been cultivated in several lifetimes. The last time I rejected the master, it was because I was blinded by lard."

Zong Pinghui looked Weng Quan up and down for a moment and said, "So, does Manager Weng agree to this marriage?"

Weng Quan said with a joyful smile on his face: "I agree, I agree, of course I agree. To be able to be like this in the Yue family is a blessing that I have cultivated for many lifetimes."

Zong Pinghui laughed loudly. He stood up and patted Weng Quan on the shoulder and said:

"As long as you think openly, kid, we will be a family from now on. In this sect, we need you to work harder in the future."

Weng Quan bowed and nodded: "Yes, yes, the master is absolutely right."

Zong Pinghui looked at Weng Quan and said, "Go and let Hui'er out. Although it is spring, you need to pay more attention to it, so as not to freeze your body."

Weng Quan was extremely grateful: "I thank the master for the young lady."

Zong Pinghui stopped Weng Quan, who was about to leave, and said:

"Go and pay ten taels of silver to your account, buy some clothes for Hui'er, and buy some things in two days. Then you two can get married."

After a pause, Weng Quan nodded with a flattering smile: "Yes, sir."

In the ancestral hall, Zong Guohui was lying on several mats, listening to the sound of the door being unlocked.

She bit her lip lightly and looked expectantly at the opened door with her red and swollen eyes.

In the past few days, no one in the house came to see her except the boy who delivered the meals.

Maybe it's his little girl who finally couldn't help but come to see her?

As soon as the door opened, he saw Weng Quan walking in with a smile on his pockmarked face.

Zong Guohui looked at him with disdain and said coldly: "What are you doing here?!"

Weng Quan stepped forward and tried to help her up: "Miss Hui'er, I have been ordered by the master to help you back to your room."