wear to ancient daily life

It was already late when Yun Rong returned to Yun Mansion, because he had greeted his mother earlier, so he was not worried that Zhou Shi would miss him, and went straight back to his own yard.

The night watchman outside the door saw the master and bowed respectfully, and the maid guarding inside also rushed out to greet him when he heard the movement.

Xia Zhu leaned towards Yun Rongfu by the door, looked at his face carefully, saw the smile on his mouth, and said with a smile: "Young master, did you have a good time today?"

Yun Rong thought about it for a while, and replied, "It's not bad."

"All the toiletries are ready, so it's better for the young master to arrange them early." Xia Zhu followed closely behind Yun Rong, a little worried about his health.

"Then why don't you sleep?" Yun Rong turned around, pondered for a while, and said, "I remember you shouldn't be serving tonight? Why don't you go to rest at night?"

He clearly said that there is no need to stay in the room to keep watch for him at night, but there is no way, the rules of the Song Dynasty are so so, it cannot be resisted.A good girl is younger than him, so she has to refresh herself all the time and stay up all night, how can she bear it?

For this reason, he often drove these girls to the side room, or coaxed them all out without leaving any of them.

"Where is the reason why the slaves rest on their own before the master returns home?" Dongmei held a washbasin, her delicate face was full of worry, "Master, how can we sleep if you don't come back?"

Yunrong: "..."

He suddenly remembered that when he just came back from the palace, the four maids who served him had decreased by a lot.

Originally, he thought that Xia Tian was bored and panicked, and his daughter's family could not avoid being squeamish and lack of appetite. In addition, only his mother and her confidantes knew about his accident, and nothing was leaked, so he didn't think about it at all.

Losing weight is really losing weight, but not because of diet, but because of thinking about him in my heart.

After understanding this, a trace of warmth flashed across Yunrong's eyes, and the corners of her smiling lips widened, and she said softly: "I really can't bear to part with such a caring and heart-warming girl."

The ancients were precocious, such cryptic words made Xia Zhudongmei's cheeks blush in vain, and she couldn't help but shyly said: "Young master is talking nonsense, why don't you want to, slaves will naturally serve you all the time."

"Haha, you'll be blaming me when you reach your age." After joking with the two of them, Yun Rong walked into the room.

After a simple wash, Yun Rong lay flat on the bed with half-closed eyes, and Qiu Lan next to her arranged the clothes that the master would wear tomorrow and hung them on the shelf, as if thinking of something, she held the laundry basket and said to Yun Rong: " Young Master, Madam asked me to tell you that Master will probably be able to return in the future."

The half-closed eyes opened suddenly, and the relaxed brain tensed up subconsciously. Yun Rong was stunned for a moment, and said lightly: "But let me go to the pier to pick up father?"

"That's not true." Qiu Lan shook her head, "Ma'am said that the young master only needs to wait at home. The master did not travel by water, and he had to go to the palace to face the saint when he came back, so there is no need for family members to go."

"……understood."

As the candles were extinguished one by one, the bright room gradually lost its light source and returned to its original color, completely dark.

Yun Rong lay quietly on the couch, with her eyes open, she didn't know what she was thinking.After silently meditating for a quarter of an hour, he sighed softly. What should come will come sooner or later, and he can't escape even if he runs away.

The two days passed in a flash, Yun Rong did not meet Yu Heng in private, but stayed at home obediently, working and resting regularly as usual.

Holding a book in his hand, he sat under the flower shelf.Although he was reading a book, he didn't turn a page for a long time.

Seeing this, Xia Zhu who was waiting behind her pursed her lips and whispered, "Master, are you tired?"

"Huh?" Yun Rong turned his face sideways and asked in doubt, "Why did you say that?"

Judging by the look on the little girl's face, I'm afraid she thought that he had read Lao Shizi's lonely copy, and he had been blinded by all the reading.

However, his mind was really not on the book, so he simply put down the book in his hand, turned his wrist that had been held up for a long time with pantothenic acid, and said softly: "You go back."

"Yes." Xia Zhu Qiulan withdrew as she said, leaving only Yunrong under the whole flower shelf.

The verdant and dark green vines climb and climb, and one corner of the soft tentacles stretches out jiojio, presenting the unique charm of midsummer to the owner here.

Yun Rong stretched out her hand to touch the small leaves, and stared at the void with her eyes wide open.

During this period of time, he was thinking hard, thinking about how to confess to his parents in an almost reasonable, smooth and reasonable way, and give a clear account of the matter between him and Yuheng.

Knowing that he treats feelings like blank paper, but he doesn't understand, isn't there still an expert?

To this end, he consulted a lot of classics, carefully read the love stories and story books left by his eldest sister at home, summed up dozens of experiences, and after a long time of deliberation, he finally came to a conclusion, which is—— No bullshit, total nonsense.

The book didn't mention how to deal with a situation like him and Yu Heng, and the vulgar drama of the gifted man and the beautiful woman was full of blood.

Four large characters suddenly popped up in Yunrong's mind, "Let fate be yours".

Shaking her head, putting down all these miscellaneous things, Yunrong still decided to follow the original plan - to bite the bullet.

"Young master, the master is back, Madam asked you to meet in the main courtyard." Chuntao, the eldest maid next to the Zhou family, bowed her knees and said to Yun Rong with a happy face.

"En." Yunrong nodded, took a deep breath, got up and followed Chuntao away.

Before reaching the courtyard, lively sounds could be heard from a distance, Yun Rong's heart beat a little faster, and saw a few festively dressed women walking out of the main courtyard.

——This is the custom of the Song Dynasty. Anyone in the house who has traveled far, regardless of gender, must invite someone similar to a "Xi Po" to sprinkle water and burn clothes after returning.To get rid of bad luck and increase luck.

It seems that his father has packed up his outfit.

Yun Rong stepped into the room, Madam Yun immediately waved to him, "Rong'er, come and sit down."

"Father, mother." After bowing to her parents, Yun Rong straightened up and sat down slowly.

"I haven't seen you for more than a month, Brother Rong seems to have matured a lot."

From the moment he stepped through the door, Yun Shangshu has been watching him, and now he is getting closer, although Yunrong's face is calm and expressionless, but he has been an official for many years and is a father, Yun Yi can naturally notice Something was wrong with his son.

Seeing that there seemed to be a gloom between his brows, Yun Yi raised his brows and asked casually: "Brother Rong is hiding something on his mind?"

"I have something on my mind, and I just want to tell you." Yun Rong said warmly.

This was said very casually, it was easier than eating and drinking, no one would think that what Yun Rong was about to say was a big deal.

Yun Yi took the teacup placed in front of him, reached out and flipped the lid, "Speak, I'll listen."

Glancing at Yun Yi, then at Zhou's side, Yun Rong lowered her eyes and said softly, "I'm with Yu Heng."

"puff!!"

The tea that Fang Fang drank hadn't been in his mouth for a while, so he sprayed it out all at once.Yun Shangshu has been the Minister of Rites for half his life, and he has never lost his composure like today.

But he didn't care about the water stains sprayed on the huanghuali wooden table, as if he didn't hear it, he picked out his ears, questioning his hearing for the first time, Yun Shangshu said in a low voice: "What did you say??? "

"I'm with Yuheng."

"what??"

After wiping his face, Yun Shangshu blinked his eyes and asked again: "What are you talking about?"

"..."

Yun Rong, who was still full of determination at first, saw that his father seemed to be stupid, and unconsciously weakened his tone, cowardly, "...I am with Yu Heng."

"..."

"..."

Silence, after a strange silence, the air seemed to become stagnant, Yun Rong did not dare to move, accepting the judgment from her parents.

At this time, Yun Shangshuwu opened his mouth, and he asked carefully, "Does being together mean the relationship of friends?"

Yun Rong squirmed her lower lip, her voice was dry, "It's literally consciousness."

After the words fell, a scream came from the side in vain, Zhou stood up unbelievably, pointed at Yunrong with the fingertips dyed with bright red cardamom, and said sharply: "Rong'er, how can you talk such nonsense?"

"I do not have."

Yun Rong closed her eyes, quickly got up and knelt down straight, her knees touched the ground with a muffled sound, "My child has made a private appointment with the Sixth Prince for life, and they will become a lifelong partner."