The commander-in-chief is handsome and charming

Ling Yun lay on the bed and stared at the shadow on the window frame.

My eyes were sore from staring, but the shadow only moved an inch away.

She was so angry that she wanted to go to the backyard to get a longbow and shoot down the sun.

What the hell! We are at the border and it should be dark by now.

After staring for a while, Ling Yun felt: This window paper is too thin!

The room is too bright.

How long do we have to wait for this?

Then he turned his head to look at Shen Qingdai, who was sleeping on the inside with a wary look on her face.

He turned over and got up angrily.

She has never had the habit of taking naps since she was a child, so why should she sleep?

"I'm not going to sleep anymore, you sleep by yourself." He said this angrily and walked around the screen.

Shen Qingdai looked at her angry expression.

You can probably guess why.

She burrowed deeper into the quilt with a red face, then couldn't help but laugh softly.

Such a lively Lingyun is great.

really good.

After Ling Yun left, Shen Qingdai completely relaxed.

After thinking for so long, I finally fell into a deep sleep.

In the outer courtyard, Ling Feng and Ling Yu looked at their master with trepidation.

I just urgently asked someone to call them over, why haven’t they told me what’s going on now that they’re here?

The two looked at each other, not knowing whether they should ask a question.

Ling Yun looked at the two of them with a conflicted look on his face.

I feel like I was being careless.

This house was a gift from His Majesty.

It took the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Rites half a month to clean up the mess.

Just for her wedding.

Now,

What's the reason for changing the window paper?

Ling Feng and Ling Yun below did not dare to bring bad luck to their master at all.

As soon as I came in, I found that my master had a dark face, so it was better not to speak first.

Ling Yun pondered for a long time.

Cleared his throat "Hmm..."

"Uh, let's find some time to change the window paper in the main courtyard."

"Just change to the winter kind, um, something thicker."

After saying this, he shook his sleeves as if he didn't care and turned around slowly.

Behind them, Ling Feng and Ling Yu looked at each other.

Ling Feng: What does the master mean?

Ling Yu: Change the window paper.

Ling Feng: Why do you need to change the window paper?

The two of them were so busy exchanging glances that they forgot to reply.

Ling Yun walked for a while but didn't hear the two people agree.

He turned around and glared at her in dissatisfaction, then thought for a moment and added, "The thicker the better!"

"Madam is afraid of the cold."

After saying this, he walked around the corridor and into the backyard.

Ling Feng and Ling Yu responded from a distance, "Yes."

Seeing her enter the backyard, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Madam, are you afraid of the cold?" Ling Yu looked at the rockery and green trees on both sides, as well as the several colorful flowers that had just been irrigated this morning.

There are a lot of question marks in my mind.

"Yes, that's what the master said." Ling Feng nodded calmly.

I've followed this master for so long, so I just do whatever he tells me to do.

When she was a child, a bunch of people helped her beat the kids next door.

How much effort does it take to change the window paper?

The two of them went down to prepare in tacit understanding.

Ling Feng is responsible for reporting the purchase to Uncle Zhong.

Ling Yu is responsible for assigning work to people in the mansion.

There is only one main courtyard, so it’s not a big deal.

But both of them had a position for Shen Qingdai in their minds at the same time.

As expected of a young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion, she is quite pampered.

The pampered Shen Qingdai had no idea that Ling Yun had put such a big blame on her.

No one disturbed her, so she had a good sleep.

When I got up, the sun was already setting.

Ling Yun was nowhere to be seen either.

Thinking about the time I followed Ling Yun after his death, I can probably guess it.

This person is probably in the martial arts arena.

He called Ling Shuang and Ling Xue to help him get up.

He took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his body.

Ling Yun just came back in the sky full of rosy clouds.

Seeing that Shen Qingdai had already stood up, he was slightly stunned.

Then he snatched the handkerchief from her hand and wiped his hands and face.

I also feel uncomfortable with all the sweat.

He threw the handkerchief towards Ling Shuang and said, "Bring it here if it gets wet again."

Seeing her like this, Shen Qingdai took the handkerchief from Ling Shuang's hand and washed it again with the water.

He wrung it half dry and handed it to her, "Don't be too greedy for the coolness."

She warned in a soft voice, and Ling Yun looked at the handkerchief with disdain.

In the end, nothing was said.

What are you doing? It's like coaxing a child. She has been cold since she was a child, but she has lived to this age.

eventful!

He wiped himself again hastily, then looked up at Shen Qingdai and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah." The latter smiled and nodded, as if he hadn't slept so soundly for a long time.

She almost didn't want to get up.

The person standing in front of him lowered his head slightly.

From Ling Yun's perspective, he could see her gentle eyebrows and a small part of her white neck.

Irritability!

"Ling Shuang, set the table!"

"starving!"

Hurry up and finish your meal and get down to business!

Ling Shuang just took the handkerchief handed to her by Shen Qingdai and had not yet left with the basin in her hand.

Hearing his master's words, his eyes fluctuated slightly.

I looked at the sun outside.

Didn’t we always have to eat at an hour in the evening? Why are you hungry now?

This look made Ling Yun's eyebrows stand up.

He glanced at Shen Qingdai and added calmly, "Madam didn't eat much at noon, go and make arrangements quickly."

This girl is becoming less and less considerate. What is she dithering about?

Don't you understand what I'm saying?!

"Yes." Ling Shuang understood the impatient expression.

He hurriedly bowed while holding the basin of water, then respectfully stepped back to make arrangements.

It seems that the dinner time will have to be advanced from now on.

I don’t know if the kitchen has prepared anything today. The time was changed too hastily.

Shen Qingdai: ...

She wasn't hungry so quickly.

However, thinking of Ling Yun's urgent purpose, Shen Qingdai blushed and lowered her head silently.

Ling Yun turned around and saw her blushing face.

I just felt my heart beating again.

Something seemed to be about to break out of the ground.

Let her swallow silently.

Then he sat on the chair with a sullen face.

This woman is poisonous!

Shen Qingdai: ...

Fortunately, there are plenty of food ingredients in this mansion, and the people who buy them don’t dare to keep them for themselves.

Ling Shuang personally went to watch over it, and a few side dishes were quickly served.

Just mostly vegetarian.

There’s nothing we can do about it; the meat won’t last long at this time of year.

Uncle Zhong and his wife have taken care of Lingyun since he was a child and are very particular about his food.

We usually ask people to go out and buy ingredients for dinner in the afternoon.

And now, the shoppers haven't come back yet.

Ling Yun has never been picky about food, and now her mind is full of nonsense and she has no time to care about what to eat.

Shen Qingdai's taste is even lighter.

Seeing the two of them eating quietly, Ling Shuang, who was standing by the door, felt relieved.

As long as the master is satisfied, that's enough.

She stood outside the door waiting, her eyes on the nose and her nose on the heart.

At the table, Ling Yun gobbled up half a bowl of rice in no time.

He glanced at Shen Qingdai who was chewing slowly, and silently slowed down his own eating pace.

She, Ling Yun, is not like those bastard second-generation rich kids. She knows how to care for her wife.

Knowing that there are strict rules in the civil servant's home, I patiently ate with him.

In the past, I could swallow a mouthful of rice as soon as it entered my mouth, but today I almost chew it into fine bran.

After finally finishing the rest of the meal, Shen Qingdai finally put down her chopsticks.

Ling Yun's eyes suddenly lit up.