beautiful woman at home

The temperature in autumn is suitable, which is a good time for snoozing. When Wen Zijin woke up, Sister Ye who was beside her still hadn't woken up.

The inner room was silent, only the breeze swayed the gauze curtain through the window, Wen Zijin got up carefully, and when the slipped quilt fell quietly, there were some stains on it.

Although it is very easy to get sleepy in autumn, Ye Ran still noticed the slight movement, and subconsciously raised his hand to embrace the girl.

"Ah!" Wen Zijin, who had not had time to crawl out of the bed, cried out in fright as she lay in her arms with a blushing face.

Ye Ran wrapped his arms around the girl slightly, lowered his head and kissed the tender little face and said, "The genius is just dawning, don't you want to sleep more?"

The girl's eyes were full of shyness, and she replied hesitantly: "It's getting late, and there are still many things to deal with in the yamen."

"Zijin, do you know what incomprehensible amorous feelings are?" Ye Ran leaned up slightly, showing her white and magnanimous face in front of her eyes, and lightly scratched the girl's nose with her fingertips, "Last night you fell asleep alone in a daze."

"I..." The girl blinked, her cheeks quickly flushed with blush, she looked at it with dodge eyes, and then slowly responded: "Maybe, I was too tired last night."

Ye Ran looked at the girl's helpless response with a smile, leaned over, brushed away the long hair hanging from the side of her face with her fingertips and said softly, "Then, how should I punish you?"

Seeing Sister Ye getting closer and closer, Wen Zijin swallowed helplessly, staring straight at her eyes and said, "What punishment does Sister Ye plan to impose?"

"I'll tell you when I think about it."

Immediately, Ye Ran opened the distance, turned around and picked up the clothes hanging from the side, and simply tied the clothes on.

Ye Ran turned his head to notice the girl's protruding eyes and smiled slightly: "Are you peeking?"

"No, no." The girl answered in a muffled voice, pulling the quilt to cover her head.

For this thin-skinned girl, Ye Ran had no choice but to remind: "I'm sorry, but it's too late."

The girl sat up awkwardly wrapped in the quilt. Ye Ran put the tidied clothes aside and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair.

The waiter put down the basin and exited the inner room, Wen Zijin twisted the handkerchief and wiped his face, the imprint on the collar was reflected on the water.

"what happened?"

"The robe can't cover it here."

When making out on weekdays, Wen Zijin always remembered Sister Ye's advice, but who would have thought that Sister Ye would always like to leave marks.

He was bumped into by a female ghost last time, so Wen Zijin paid more attention to avoid making jokes again.

Ye Ran looked at the imprint covered by the girl's fingertips, and stretched her thin lips slightly tight to probe her hand. She cast a spell to eliminate the imprint that was very different from the girl's fair skin, and then said: "Okay."

The girl looked at the bronze mirror and said, "Sister Ye is so amazing."

Ye Ran, who has practiced for many years, did not expect to be praised by the girl for this.

When the two went to the front hall to have dinner with Wen's mother, they realized that Miss Wei was also there.

"Hello, mother." Although Wen Zijin was a little surprised, she still respectfully greeted her.

Mother Wen took a sip of her tea and replied, "Come, sit down and eat."

Miss Wei came to say hello early in the morning, and Mother Wen couldn't resist, because after all, she didn't stretch out her hand to hit the smiling face.

The four of them ate together, and Wen Zijin ate extremely uncomfortable, but her mother smiled kindly, and Sister Ye didn't care too much.

In this way, it seemed that he was thinking too much.

After Wen Zijin finished his meal and left the house, he took a second look at Miss Wei who was beside him, and held Sister Ye worriedly, and whispered, "Sister Ye, be careful."

Seeing the young girl exhorting like an old gentleman, Ye Ran responded with raised lips: "Okay, I understand."

The girl who turned her head three times at a step finally left the mansion, Ye Ran turned and entered the front hall.

That Wei girl was standing not far from the corridor, she approached with a bright smile and said, "Young Madam, you really are a beauty like a country and a city."

There are many beauties in the capital, but Wei Qinghong is really the first time to see a woman with such an outstanding appearance.

As a beauty, she is very proud and arrogant. Mr. Wen seems to have an obedient temperament, but he is always left out in the cold, and there are always times when he becomes discouraged.

People, just greedy for freshness for a while, and when they get tired of it, they can take advantage of it.

Ye Ran looked at Miss Wei and replied, "Miss, you are welcome."

Wei Qinghong is actually quite interested in this young lady.

A cold-tempered beauty who can be seen from a distance and cannot be played with, really wants to be trampled underfoot.

Regarding the undercurrents in the courtyard, Wen Zijin buried them in a large number of case files, while the master at the side arranged for the officials to carry several large boxes of account books.

Wen Zijin, who only had a moment of free time in the afternoon, reached out and rubbed his stiff and sore neck and sighed: "The closer it gets to the end of the year, there are really endless things to deal with."

Jingzhou City has been peaceful these days, so the old head catcher is also very free, pouring tea and saying: "Sir, why don't you invite more masters?"

"These files have to be reviewed by the county magistrate himself, and the master can't handle it."

"Actually, the magistrate of Zhou County invited a dozen or so masters to do these things earlier. Your lord, you did it yourself."

Wen Zijin took a sip of the tea, nodded, and let the old catcher and the others go to rest.

Most of the affairs in the magistrate's hands are closely related to the people of Jinzhou City. If more people are involved, it is easier to make mistakes, and it is very easy to shirk responsibility.

That was the case with Song Xia's case earlier.

Even if all the files were searched, no useful clues were found.

Besides, Song Xia is an orphan, she has no family, the case has long been forgotten in the past ten years.

"What are you thinking about?" The female ghost suddenly came in from the window, holding a folding fan in her hand and knocked on Wen Zijin's head.

Wen Zijin, who was originally thinking very seriously, was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to cover the front of his body and looked sideways.

The female ghost put the heavy pencil case aside with a smirk and said, "Could it be that you are thinking about your sister Ye?"

"No, no!" Wen Zijin replied with a blushing face:

"No, no, but you are too unconvincing if you are blushing."

Wen Zijin hurriedly stretched out his hands to cover his face, "Is it very red?"

The female ghost nodded in response: "That's right, it's redder than a pomegranate flower. It looks like it's thinking about something bad."

What a bad thing, how can there be any fantasy?

Sensing that his thoughts were being distracted, Wen Zijin hurriedly shook his head, he must not trust the female ghost's words too much, otherwise he would definitely ask strange questions again.

"Your pen is also broken too quickly?" The female ghost fiddled with the pen, looked at the files in the room and sighed, "Do you want to review all these?"

Wen Zijin opened the newly loosened pen case, took out the pens one by one, and said, "Well, so the pens also break down quickly."

I work too fast in summer, and I often wash pens on weekdays, so I change pens frequently.

"By the way, I haven't given you the money yet." Wen Zijin took out the money bag and was about to ask how much it was.

The female ghost shook her head and said, "Seeing that you are a regular customer, today's bill will be waived."

It was the first time Wen Zijin heard the female ghost say that she didn't want money, and she still couldn't react.

"But isn't Ms. Zhou's study very short of money?"

"It used to be very scarce, but since you became the county magistrate, money has become much easier." The female ghost winked and smiled playfully, "Take care of me in the future."

"Thank you so much."

Wen Zijin got up and poured water to wash the pen seriously.

The female ghost walked around the room, looked at Wen Zijin with sly eyes and asked curiously: "I heard people say that you just married a concubine from the capital, is that true?"

Wen Zijin quickly shook his head in denial: "It's a fake, then Miss Wei is only staying in the mansion for a while."

"So it really happened." The female ghost joined in the fun and looked at the anxious Wen Zijin, "Is Miss Wei good-looking?"

"It should be considered pretty." Wen Zijin actually didn't pay much attention to it.

The female ghost sighed miraculously: "Your sister Ye is not jealous!"

Holding the water bowl, Wen Zijin replied in a low voice, "Yeah, Sister Ye doesn't seem to care at all."

Sure enough, this reaction is very strange.

"Then you have to be careful." The female ghost looked at Wen Zijin seriously and smiled, "After all, your elder sister Ye is so beautiful, maybe someone else will snatch her away."

Wen Zijin, who had always been calm, suddenly panicked, turned his head and asked, "Why do you say that?"

The female ghost turned around Wen Zijin and sighed, "Based on my years of experience in theater watching."

"Let me remind you, you'd better keep an eye out, otherwise your beautiful sister Ye might be hooked away."

Wen Zijin murmured: "Then Miss Wei probably won't do it."

"You know people, you know your face, but you don't know your heart." After the female ghost said leisurely, she left the room.

Only Wen Zijin, who was flustered, was worried all by herself.

In the past, Wen Zijin, who was always the last to leave in the yamen, was the first to leave on horseback for an unprecedented time.

The old head catcher and the officers and soldiers were all a little confused.

"My lord is very abnormal today."

"That's right, it's dark to go back home on weekdays."

When Wen Zijin returned to Wen's mansion at dusk, the servant took the reins and led the horse to respond: "My lord, Miss Wei stayed with the young lady for most of the day today."

Sister Ye is not usually of a temperament that is easy to be intimate with others, why did she suddenly change her personality?

Wen Zijin hurried into the backyard, and when he stepped into his garden, he heard soft voices inside.

"Be careful here, otherwise it's easy to make mistakes." Wei Qinghong was twisting the needle and thread in her hands, her smile was almost stiff, but this girl Ye didn't stop.

The two people in the pavilion got along extremely harmoniously. Although sister Ye turned her back to this side, Wen Zijin could still feel how focused her eyes were.

The female ghost's words suddenly came out, and Wen Zijin couldn't help being terrified, and hurriedly stepped forward and called out, "Sister Ye."

Ye Ran looked sideways at the girl standing quietly under the afterglow of the setting sun, and responded with a smile in her eyes: "You are back."

Before the words finished, the girl embraced Ye Ran uncharacteristically, which she would never do when there are outsiders around on weekdays.

Even in front of Mother Wen, the girl would be very scrupulous because of her shyness.

Wei Qinghong looked away with an ugly face, thinking that these two people really didn't take themselves seriously.

This young lady insisted on embroidering by herself for most of the day, and it was clearly embarrassing for others over and over again!

The author has something to say: Today there are only three thousand and one chapters, and this article is coming to an end~O(∩_∩)O~~

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