General's Runaway Wife

Three days later, the General's Mansion

As a gift and as a servant, Yu Furong's status in the General's Mansion naturally plummeted.However, Yu Furong doesn't think differently about the change of her identity and the way people around her look at her.

The General's Mansion is very large, and naturally there are many idle and abandoned houses.Therefore, the most inconspicuous, crudest, and most remote house in the backyard became his current residence.

Under the leadership of the butler Bai Xinyan.Yu Furong came to her new home.

Walking into the two dilapidated and crumbling doors, I took a look at this simple house.Yu Furong nodded slightly.

Although, there are no such extravagant furnishings here, only a dusty square table and a long bench.Although, there is no high bed and soft pillow here, only a hard and uncomfortable wooden bed that you can tell from looking at it.Although, a simple glance here can be seen all over.However, Yu Furong is already very satisfied to have a tile to cover her head at this moment.

"Thank you, Director Bai, for guiding me." Putting down the burden in her hands, Yu Furong thanked her.

"Boss Yu, you, do you really want to live here? Why don't you go and talk to the general? The general's temper has always been soft rather than hard. If you ask him, he will let you go." You go back." Opening her mouth, Bai Xinyan kindly suggested that Yu Furong go talk to that man again.

"Thank you, Manager Bai, for your kindness. This place is very good, and I am very satisfied." Smiling, Yu Furong still has a kind heart that is easy to deal with

situation.

"Then, clean up first! I'm off to work!" Knowing that this person would not be easy to persuade, Bai Xinyan had no choice but to leave.

"Well, Manager Bai, go slowly." Watching the manager leave, Yu Furong still looked calm.

Find a washbasin and call for clean water.Yu Furong began to clean her nest.The door frames and tables were wiped down, and the window paper that was full of holes was repasted.After clearing the bed again, his tidying work was done.

In the afternoon, after lunch, he was called to work in the kitchen by the servants in the utility room.Regarding this, Yu Furong was not surprised at all.After all, his status is different now.He is no longer a pampered master.However, fortunately, he was born as a slave since he was a child, so it is not difficult for him to do some rough work.

Now, he has done what the senior brother told him.The big guys in the bodyguard agency also left Saddle City smoothly.There was nothing to worry him about.It would be a good home to be a servant in this general's mansion with peace of mind.

"Furong, don't add such a big fire, this eight-treasure rice is almost ready. It will be cooked after a while." Bending down, the fat chef gave orders to Yu Furong who was burning the fire.

"Ah, I got it!" Responding, Yu Furong stopped adding firewood.He lowered his head, picked up the firewood around the stove one by one, and sent them back to the firewood pile beside him.Then, he sat down on a small stool beside him very recognizably, took the ax and started chopping wood

There are many people in the general's mansion, and there are many people eating, so naturally there will be more firewood for cooking.Therefore, Yu Furong had to get up at four o'clock every day to prepare all the firewood needed for breakfast in the kitchen in advance.The same goes for noon and before dinner.These were just on the way here, the servant who was a handyman warned him earnestly.So, at this moment, he started chopping firewood seriously.Prepared for dinner for the chefs.

Glancing at it, the industrious handyman, the fat chef chuckled. "Boy, you don't need to work so hard. This job is divided among three people."

"I'm afraid that in the future, I will only be able to do rough work like this!" Looking up, Yu Furong smiled and looked at the fat chef who was nearly sixty years old.

Three people?Hehe, that was in the past.Now, how could Mo Yi let me be so leisurely?Why don't you push all the work to me?

"Oh?" Hearing this, the fat chef was taken aback, and just about to open his mouth to say something, he heard footsteps outside the door.

"Uncle Li, is my eight-treasure rice ready?" Wearing a purple brocade robe, a boy of sixteen or seventeen ran into the kitchen.

"You gluttonous little guy, you're only thinking about your eight-treasure rice. My old man didn't even take a lunch break." Seeing the person coming, the fat chef complained dissatisfied.

"Hehe, who made Uncle Li's craftsmanship so good? If Xiao Chezi didn't look for you, who would he look for?" He hurriedly apologized, and the young man stepped up to the fat chef's side, and obediently beat the fat chef's back. Come.

"You, you're just a villain. Just wait, I'll start the pot." The young man's flattery seemed to be very rewarding, and the fat chef happily went to start the pot without saying a word.

"Here, your eight-treasure rice and Siji soup." After taking a tray with a soup cup, the fat chef handed it to the boy.

"Hehe, thanks for your hard work, Uncle Li." Smiling, the boy took the tray and left the kitchen happily.

Seeing the back of the young man leaving, Yu Furong unconsciously raised her brows.Judging by the boy's attire, he doesn't seem like a servant.But, look at how familiar he is with the fat chef, and how polite he is.But not like a master.

It has long been heard that Mo Yi has dismissed all the male favorites in the mansion, so who is this mysterious boy?

The days are still living like this day by day, although chopping firewood and carrying water every day.Yu Furong has to be taken care of by one person, three people's errands.However, to him, this is nothing.Although the life was a bit busy, it was a bit hard.But also plain and comfortable.

At noon this day, just after lunch time, everyone went to take a lunch break.In the kitchen, only Yu Furong, who was chopping firewood, and the fat chef, who was cooking soup standing in front of the stove, were left.

"Uncle Li, is my soup ready?" He stepped into the kitchen.The boy in purple appeared on time.

"Well, soon." Nodded.The fat chef glanced at the person coming.

"Okay, I'll ask Huan'er to pick it up later." She glanced at the casserole on the stove and then at the fat chef.The boy turned around and was about to leave.

"Xiao Chezi, what's the matter with you today, why are you listless?" He spoke, and the fat chef stopped the boy who was about to leave.

"I, maybe I didn't sleep well." Pulling the corners of his mouth, the boy smiled at the fat chef.

"Didn't sleep well? Why, because of this, you can't even deliver a soup? The general has been feeling irritable these days and can't eat. If you didn't deliver the food yourself every day, he wouldn't even take a look at it." .”

Hearing Chef Fat's words, Yu Furong was startled, and stopped chopping firewood.

What, hasn't that man eaten recently?Also, that boy, the food he took from the kitchen every day was not for himself.But to send it to that man?What, what's going on here?

"I, I can't see my uncle these two days." Biting his lip, the young man uttered such a sentence, then turned and left.

"Little Chezi..." Looking at the young man's leaving back, the fat chef called out, but he failed to call him back.

uncle?After hearing the boy's title, Yu Furong was even more confused.Who is this boy?What's the relationship with Mo Yi?

Putting down the ax in her hand, Yu Furong patted the dust on her hands, and walked to the side of the fat chef.

"Master Li, the soup you made is really delicious!" Looking at the fat chef who was cooking the soup, Yu Furong said softly.

Stirring the soup in the pot with a spoon, the fat chef turned his head and looked at the handyman beside him.

"Hey, what's the use of incense? It's not how to send it over, how to bring it back. The general doesn't even bother to look at it." After saying this, the fat chef couldn't help feeling a little discouraged.

The general doesn't know what happened recently, his appetite is terrible.Every meal is pitifully small.Sometimes he really doubts whether his cooking skills have regressed.Dissatisfied the master.That's why the general reacted so badly to the food he cooked.

sense.

"No, I think that young master really likes the food you cook! He runs to the kitchen every day." Smiling, Yu Furong mentioned the boy intentionally or unintentionally.

"You mean little Chezi? He's not a glutton. He goes to the kitchen every day. These few days, the general doesn't eat or drink. He looks anxious. So, he asked me to make some snacks in different ways every day. Send it to the general."

"Oh, so that's the case. I can't tell, this young master is quite careful." Nodding clearly, Yu Furong praised the boy.

"That's right, Little Chezi is very filial. He is the only uncle who is full of eyes."

"Uncle? Is that young master the general's nephew?" Yu Furong asked curiously.

"What nephew, he has no blood relationship with the general.

Little Chezi's father was also a soldier, the general's deputy.In the early years on the battlefield, he died in order to cover the general's breakout.Later, Xiao Chezi's mother also died of illness.The general took Xiao Chezi into the general's mansion.

To say that the general treats little Chezi is really good, nothing to say.Not only did he hire a special teacher to teach him martial arts and literacy.Moreover, he spent a lot of money to send him to Shumin to learn the art of war.That's simply, a hundred times stronger than my own uncle? "

"Oh, so that's the case. According to what you said, that young master should be the master. But I don't think he has any airs." Strange, since he is Mo Yi's nephew, then he belongs to the general's mansion Master, but why did he allow his servants to call him Little Chezi, and he didn't put on airs at all?

"Hehe, little Chezi, he has never regarded himself as the master. He is also very polite to the servants in the mansion. He often said that if no general took him in, he might not be as good as our servants. Woolen cloth!"

"Oh." Hearing this, Yu Furong sighed secretly.Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he has already grasped those things that many people can't see through their entire lives.See so transparently.Thinking about it, it must be that tragic life experience that made this young man see clearly the fickleness of the world and the warmth and warmth of human relationships prematurely!

Two people here were chatting, suddenly, a person ran in from outside the door.A purple shadow flashed past, and the person hid behind the pyre that Yu Furong had just chopped.

"Ah..." The fat chef stared at the empty door, startled.He didn't see who it was.However, Yu Furong saw clearly that that person was the purple-clothed boy who had left before.

"Che'er, Che'er..." With a gloomy face, Mo Yi stepped into the kitchen.

"General..." Upon seeing someone.Fat Chef and Yu Furong hastily bowed their heads to salute.

"En..." He waved his hand casually, and Mo Yi's gaze scanned the somewhat messy kitchen.Finally stopped on the woodpile.

"Come out..." Mo Yi's voice was low as he stared at the woodpile.There was faint anger and a little helplessness.

Standing in place, waiting for a long time, but still did not see that person coming out, which made Mo Yi even more annoyed.

"Didn't you hear me? Su Che, it's a man, just come out for me."

"Uncle, uncle..." Standing up slowly from behind the woodpile, Su Che noncommittally walked over to Mo Yi's side.

"Come on, follow me to see the fourth child." After saying that, Mo Yi grabbed Su Che's sleeve and wanted to take him away.

"No, I won't go, I can't see him. Uncle, let me go, let me go." As soon as Su Che heard that he wanted to see that person, Su Che immediately struggled, trying to escape.However, Mo Yi grabbed his arm and didn't let go.

"squeak……,,

With Su Che refusing to leave and struggling desperately, finally, his sleeves were ripped open.As a result, he broke away from Mo Yi's restraint and gained the freedom he longed for.

"Ah, be careful."

Seeing that his sleeves were torn suddenly, his center of gravity was unstable, and he got out of Mo Yi's hand, it was Su Che who fell backwards directly.Yu Furong was shocked.Because, the position where Su Che was standing at the moment happened to be where he was chopping firewood.And behind him is the pyre that is as tall as a person.

Su Che heard Yu Furong's advice.Mo Yi also heard it.But everything happened too suddenly and too fast.Just in that flashy moment.Mo Yi didn't have time to pull the boy in front of him.And the young man didn't have time to shift his focus, so he went on like this.

"Ah..." Rubbing his aching head, Su Che was still wondering, isn't there a firewood pile behind him?Why didn't you feel any pain in your body, just hit your head?

"Young master, are you alright?" He looked at the boy who was leaning in his arms in a daze.Yu Furong spoke softly.

"Ah, I, ah, you're injured." Turning around, Su Che saw the handyman behind him who kindly blocked him.Opening his mouth, he was about to thank him, but found that the man's arm had been injured.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin scratch." Turning her head, she glanced at the sleeves scratched by firewood branches and a few scratches on her arms, Yu Furong smiled disapprovingly.

"It's all right, I'm bleeding. Let's go, I'll take you to get some medicine. Uncle, I'll..." Turning around, Su Che was surprised to find that the man had disappeared.

"He's gone." Looking at the surprised young man, Yu Furong said these three words very flatly.

That man left, yes, when he saw him rescue Su Che.When he saw that Su Che was safe and sound, the man had already left silently.Before he left, he looked helplessly at the young man and looked at himself expressionlessly.

Cangcui Building?This Su Che lives in Zangcui Building? ? ?

Yu Furong didn't understand until she was brought back to the hidden emerald building by that young man.It turned out that the Su Che in front of him was the Mr. Su that Bai Xinyan was talking about.

Cheer?Only then did Mo Yi call him Che'er.Could it be that the person who was in the study that day was also him?

In a trance, Yu Furong's complexion changed again and again.It seems that I have misunderstood that man!