Daily life of a slave

Wenhu doesn't like to move, unless it is to do something very important to a person's life - such as eating, such as going to the toilet - so when Nule restricts him from being out of the cold palace, he agrees without thinking.

Get up, eat, take a walk, sleep every day.

Or get up, eat, sleep.

Or eat, sleep.

The days are regular and fulfilling.

"What do you want to play? I'll have someone find it for you to amuse yourself."

Seeing Wenhu like this, Nule felt depressed for him, and made up his mind that he must cultivate some hobbies for Wenhu. Wenhu thought for a while, and then stretched out a hand to Nule in a flash of inspiration.

"I want to play with Li Fengyang."

Nule instantly felt a green light above his head, raised his fat claws and slapped hard on the stone table——

"Don't even think about it! Just stay in Langui Palace!".

Wenhu nodded obediently.

"Oh."

Then the days went back to waking up, eating, taking a walk, and going to bed very regularly, until one day two human heads grew out under the bed board of Langui Palace.

A female head and a male head.

"Yo, how about sleeping?"

The female head smiled at him, Wen Hu stared at him blankly, the next moment he received a hand knife on his neck, and passed out in an instant.

**

The old butler is very happy recently. Their young master finally married a wife. Although he is not of noble birth, but he has a good temper and a docile appearance. He will definitely be a good mistress in the future!

"Tonight's wine, replace it with Tiger Whip wine!"

"Replace this dish with leeks!"

"Swap the soup for me with deer blood soup!"

The cook was afraid that the general would be tossed to death, so he had the courage to endure it for the general. If one person couldn't finish the drink, the whole kitchen drank it, and everyone's face was flushed with blood.

But they're all bachelors, bastards!

"Uncle Zhao, you can do it! The general is still injured, and sooner or later you will get into trouble with such a remedy!"

"What do you know!"

The old butler who was eager to embrace his little master flicked his beard,

"It's the body that needs to be mended! Does the general need these things if he's not injured!"

After finishing speaking, he still asked the cook to change the menu, the cook was so forced that he simply didn't care too much, and gritted his teeth to confess his unmarried daughter-in-law——

"The general and his wife haven't been sleepy until now, no matter how much you tell him to eat, it's useless!"

The old butler was dumbfounded, and when he realized it, he raised his leg and kicked him in the calf.

"Nonsense! What do you know about the general and his wife!"

The cook drank the tiger penis wine so much that he was so angry that he was not afraid for a while, and immediately yelled back at the old housekeeper——

"My unmarried daughter-in-law lives in the madam's room. She makes their beds every day. Don't you know that!"

The old butler was yelled at and took several steps back. In the end, he simply ignored this nonsense kid, turned around and ran straight to confront his young master.

He watched the young master grow up, so the young master would not lie to him.

He will not be as heartless as that brat Wenhu!

The old housekeeper scolded all the way, Wei Cheng didn't go to court these days, and he was inseparable from his wife every day, no one in Wei's mansion would dare to say that the relationship between the two is not good, how could such an enviable pair of Bi people make such absurd things happen .

From the kitchen to the study, the old man didn't rest all the way, and he refused to breathe heavily when he got close. He watched Mrs. Wei grinding ink carefully while his general practiced calligraphy beside him. Such a well-matched couple Man, how could he be so confused as that kid said.

"Uncle Zhao, what's the matter?"

Wei Cheng put down his pen, and Yun Niang exited the room very sensiblely. The old housekeeper didn't want to ask, but he just scratched his itch in his heart. After scratching, he couldn't match his loyalty to the old master, so he gritted his teeth and asked.

"I've heard people say—I don't know which bastard made up the rumor—you and your wife haven't performed the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou yet?"

The old butler also felt that it was inappropriate to ask such a question. It was a good idea to have a young couple. He was so confused that he would believe that bastard's nonsense.

The young couple is doing well!

"Uncle Zhao..."

"I also told you that it was a joke. These little bastards eat their fill all day and have nothing to do. They arrange their master's right and wrong, some of them talk nonsense, don't take it to heart, see if I didn't clean them up. "

The old housekeeper scolded cheerfully, almost spitting out a mouthful of old phlegm when he was so excited, Wei Cheng listened quietly, and waited until the old man was about to stop talking before opening his mouth.

"You also know that Yunniang has such a past... Uncle Zhao, Yunniang is a good woman, I will wait for her to let go of her knot."

The old butler was taken aback for a moment, he didn't speak, he just looked at Wei Cheng carefully, looking at the child he had grown up with since he was a child, and then persuaded him as if suddenly looking away:

"Both of you are good boys. It's God who is wrong. Live your life well. The days are still long, so don't worry."

Wei Cheng nodded when he heard the words, and there was no trace of sadness or anger on his face, which made the old housekeeper's heart sink.

Just still refused to sink to the bottom.

As if he was convincing Wei Cheng and himself, the old butler didn't say much anymore, but walked out of the study step by step with his hunched body, as if the matter had just been exposed.

The old butler walked out slowly, and happened to pass by his wife when he went out. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that he should salute to his wife. He was the only old man left in the Wei Mansion, and he couldn't do anything to rely on his old man.

The old man tried his best to turn his head to stop his wife, but he found that his wife walked up to the master quickly and stood on tiptoe to kiss the master's lips.

The old butler opened his eyes wide, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

But the next moment, he was completely desperate.

Almost at the moment before Yunniang was about to touch his lips, Wei Cheng stretched out his hand reflexively to push her away. It happened so suddenly that he couldn't restrain the contempt in his eyes.

The disdain is like looking at a prostitute, the disdain is down to the bone.

At this moment, the old butler suddenly remembered a lot, from childhood to adulthood, bit by bit, but he couldn't connect them together, or he refused to connect them together, so his mind was muddled and he stumbled out.

The old man wakes up the next day and goes to the kitchen to see if the breakfast prepared for his master is ready. This is what he has done for most of his life, and he will naturally continue to do it now.

It's just that the stupid young man who talked to him yesterday was replaced by someone he had never seen before.

In the entire kitchen, there were no faces he was familiar with.

He watched the young master grow up, so how could he not see it.

Where did he fail to see—

"Ah Weng, Wei Cheng has already gone crazy."

The dry wood-like hand mysteriously reached into his bosom, took out a long while, and finally took out a small cloth bag. The old housekeeper opened it tremblingly, and dropped the cloth bag to the ground due to an unsteadiness.

One corner of the cloth bag was opened, revealing a golden half corner, like a piece of gold leaf.

He suddenly remembered that the young master never liked to get close to the young master since he was a child.

Every time the elder master is punished, the younger master will always be sick for a while.

The year when the young master was expelled from Duke Wei's mansion happened to be the year when the young master fell ill.

He still remembered that the little dumpling he picked up from the mountain was lively at first, but later... Later, he only wanted to get close to Wenhu.

He watched the eldest young master grow up, how could it be... Only now did he find out?

**

Nu Le has been busy catching insects in the harem recently, so he inevitably neglected Wen Hu, remembering that it was no fun for him to be locked up in the cold palace alone, and regretted not sending Li Fengyang to him for a while.

But send it over...

Forget it, Li Fengyang is not allowed to go, he will go!

Wang Fucai walked behind his master with a bowed body. When he came to the door, he suddenly saw the master reached out and broke off a branch of a plum tree. The tree is broken and bald.

"Long live, it's windy outside, go in quickly."

Nu Le took the only remaining branch of the fruit and proudly walked to the door. As he walked, he found Wenhu reading a book crookedly in the yard.

"It's not sunny today, why don't you go inside if you want to read a book?"

Wenhu looked up at Nule, saw that he was holding a plum branch and wanted to go into the house to get a bottle to put it in, so he took the initiative to pat the place beside him and said:

"Do you know how our good emperor folds the most beautiful branch of plum?"

Nu Le became interested, and immediately turned around and sat next to Wen Hu, and stuffed the plum branch in his hand into his palm like offering a treasure.

"How do you fold it?"

Wen Hu looked in the direction of the room inadvertently, turned his head, and stared at Nur for a moment.

"Pull off a branch at random, and burn the rest with fire."

"In this way, the one in his hand will naturally become the best-looking one."