hello little angel

Fuzheng has been in charge of the Zhou Mansion for 20 years, and is mainly responsible for the food, clothing, housing and food of the nobles in the mansion. Get the trust of noble people.

Among the courtyards, there is only one that requires Fuzheng's special attention-Xulanyuan.

"Boss Fu, do you think the fish that the young master wants can work?" The third child is the chef of the palace, and he is in charge of the young master's food in the Xulan courtyard.

Fu Ting looked up at the fish head, and nodded his head affirmatively after a while.The third child got the promise, and walked out with the fish soup in his heart.

It's been a long time since the young master asked for food. The third child spent a lot of effort on this fish, from finding the fish to making the soup, he was careful everywhere. It would be a happy event if the young master could eat two more bites.

Seeing the anxious back of the third child, Fu Ting sighed inwardly.

The young master was congenitally deficient. After giving birth, the wife only had time to look at the child before passing away. The fragile baby's cry was pitifully weak. It was a small ball, which made people feel heartbroken.

It was a baby that was loved by thousands of people in the whole house and raised like walking on thin ice. Now that he is over seventeen years old, his health is getting worse and worse. Master Zhou has visited famous doctors all over the world to no avail.Seeing that the atmosphere in the mansion was becoming more and more heavy, the only thing that was alive was the Lan Xu Yuan where the patients lived.

Xulan Courtyard is located in the southwest corner of the Zhou Mansion, facing the sun with little wind, the courtyard is mostly green plants, and the flowers and leaves are luxuriant in spring, so it is very lively.The Zhou family has been in business for many years, and all the rare and exotic grasses they got from outside were planted here at will.

The flower growers don't know the habits of flowers. Those valuable flowers and plants only grow by luck, but fortunately, the soil is fertile, and many lucky ones survive.At this time, the casual flower grower was playing around in the gazebo in the courtyard with a Langhao pen in his mouth and his sleeves up.

A maid with a pretty face walked gracefully into the pavilion with a worried expression.

"My little master, why did you get ink stains all over your clothes again?"

The young man still had the pen in his mouth, and he turned his head to smile at the maid. His pair of round deer eyes, black kernels on a white background were clean, shining with water, and his pink face was stained with a few drops of ink, which set him off perfectly. She was extremely white, her eyelashes fluttered in the blink of an eye, and she smiled like a naughty little fairy.

"No problem," the boy spit out the body of the pen, looked down at his ink-stained white clothes, "Sister Ping'er, take a look at my new painting."

The maid was held by the young master, the soft touch made her feel soft, and no matter how messy the painting was, she bowed her waist with laughter.

"Master!" The youngest stepped into the courtyard eagerly, but the big hand holding the fish soup remained motionless, "Your fish soup! Fish soup!"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sat on the edge of the stone table, only then did Ping'er realize that the young man was barefoot, and quickly spread a handkerchief under his feet, for fear that he would catch cold.

"Smells so good, thank you third uncle!" The young man smiled obediently, his face was flushed, and after Ping'er wiped his hands, he couldn't wait to put soup into his mouth.

The youngest had a dark complexion and a hulking back, not like a cook, but like a nurse. At this moment, he bowed his waist and concentrated on watching the young master drink the soup, full of joy and love.

"It's raining?"

The boyish voice is full of vigor, from far to near, mixed with the sound of powerful footsteps.

A child's voice sounded in Zhou Xingyu's head, it was his small system, [Xiao Yu, the hero is here again. 】

"Ok."

He didn't need to use his mouth to communicate with the system, which Zhou Xingyu gradually got used to.

I remember that when he first came to this world five years ago, when he woke up from the soft couch, his brain was blank, his eyes were not fully opened, and he was hugged in the arms of the master of the Zhou family in a daze, crying until the sky was dark.Sometimes they called him "Young Master" and sometimes they called him "Yuer". daddy.

Young Master Zhou is weak and has no exposure to the outside world, which is convenient for Zhou Xingyu. Apart from studying Chinese, he can also get by.

Until one night a year ago, the system suddenly appeared.It tells Zhou Xingyu that this is all time travel, you have seen it on TV, you are like those protagonists, time travel!

How could Zhou Xingyu remember any TV, he had no memory in his head since he opened his eyes, all relying on a survival instinct, coupled with an innocent and cute face, he started "Zhou Xingyu" in a daze.

The system comforted him with the tone of an old father, coaxing him to complete the task, and said that after completing the task, he would be able to return to the original world and retrieve his memory.It doesn't feel good to know who you are, it's empty, so Zhou Xingyu nodded and said with a serious look that he would work hard.

[You treat this world as a novel, there will be protagonists and villains in the novel, right? 】

"That's right." Zhou Xingyu opened his eyes and looked like a good student, which was very useful for the system.

【Ahem!Our tasks are random, mainly around the protagonist and the villain, to ensure the smooth development of the plot.The task of this world, let me see...]

[Guaranteed ending. 】The system breathed a sigh of relief, this task is considered simple, usually you only need to follow the plot, and there will be no major problems. Here, host, you can take your time and get used to it first. 】

Zhou Xingyu also breathed a sigh of relief, he thought the task would be to be the hero's younger brother to help deal with the villains, but it's okay.

One person unified the Buddhist system extremely well, eating and drinking together for several years, and finally waited until the male lead appeared to trigger the plot. I thought it would be difficult to get close to the male lead, but who knew that with a few words of effort, the two became friends.

The third child saw that the young master had stopped his chopsticks, curled his lips quietly, and expressed dissatisfaction in his tone, "This young master must have something strange, the master is home today, young master, don't forget the time." The third child rolled his eyes, unwilling Xin Xin added: "The fish soup is getting cold, you can drink more, drink more."

Chu Zhao'an took three steps at a time, and with a stretch of his long arm, the gauze curtains around the gazebo were scattered, revealing a tough and handsome young man's face. He was dressed in a dark uniform with a golden camellia pattern embroidered on the skirt, and he was about to reach his crown. The young man has high hair and is full of energy.

"Xingyu, why don't you wear shoes?" Chu Zhaoan naturally sat beside Zhou Xingyu, and saw a pair of jade-white bare feet under the corners of his white clothes stained with ink.

"It's hot just now," Zhou Xingyu said with joy, "Brother An, did you come to see me for something fun?"

Zhou Xingyu was raised in the mansion coquettishly, with his black hair loose and hanging down for comfort, he was born with a small frame, not much soft flesh all over his body, his body under the fabric was pitifully thin, but his face looked waxy.

Chu Zhao'an approached Zhou Xingyu, pinched his cheeks lightly, and straightened his slightly messy ear hair, with gentle movements and a low voice: "My mansion has two foals, sent from the border, with very good blood Okay, the skin color is excellent, I thought you were bored in the mansion, so I brought it here for you, do you like it or not?"

Zhou Xingyu opened his eyes wide and hugged Chu Zhaoan's arm excitedly.

"Go, go, take me to see!"

Chu Zhaoan hugged the person who was about to go out barefoot, "Want to go without shoes?"

Ping'er turned around to pick up her shoes, and the youngest picked up the fish soup to leave.

"Wait." Chu Zhaoanteng took the bowl from the third child, and gently pressed it to Zhou Xingyu's lips, his voice was gentle and coaxing.

"Hey, drink more."

"Look at the bones in this body, I'm afraid it will break if I hug you."

Ping'er took her shoes and stood outside the pavilion, and saw the tall young master Hou holding her barefoot young master in his arms with one arm, outsiders could only see a handful of black hair and jade white toes exposed in the arms.

Unable to tell what it felt like, Ping'er only felt that something was wrong.

After Zhou Xingyu finished drinking, Chu Zhaoan swallowed the rest of him naturally, took the shoes from Ping'er, put him on the stone bench, and knelt down to put on the shoes for him.

"Itchy." Zhou Xingyu wiggled his toes.

Chu Zhaoan grabbed the arch of his foot with a smile, let someone step on his knee, wrapped one hand around his slender and fragile ankle, and patted the dust on the sole of his foot with the other hand, "Too thin, even the feet are small And light."

"I will take you to the capital in the future, there must be a way to cure your weakness, then you will follow me and just be happy.

"With me here, no one can hurt you."

Ping'er and the third child looked at each other, their expressions were not good-looking.

Zhou Xingyu grew up in Biancheng, and because of his frailty, the farthest he has ever been is the canal outside the city. He was raised with a lot of pets and pets, and he didn't know etiquette, and no one was willing to force him.

But Chu Zhao'an was different, even if he was sent to Biancheng, he was of royal blood after all, so how could he disregard his status and put on shoes as a wealthy businessman?

I'm afraid it's because they are too intimate, and they have other plans.

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At the end of the day, a Xianggai carriage stopped outside the gate of Zhou Mansion.Fu Ting hurried out from the door, and stretched out his hand to support Zhou Chaoyun, Master Zhou, who was beside the carriage.

Zhou Chaoyun has not yet reached the age of destiny, because he is addicted to sweets, he has a fat body, but he is tall, with a rough face, and his straight face is quite majestic.Zhou Xingyu's health is declining day by day, and Master Zhou is busy looking for a way to save his life. Now his temples have turned gray and he looks old.

"Master has been here for a whole month, can there be..."

"Yes! God loves my son! I finally found it!" Master Zhou walked towards the mansion with a smile on his face and a ruddy complexion.

Fu Ting was overjoyed, and hurriedly followed up and asked carefully.

Master Zhou kept walking, not to the Lan Xu Yuan, but to the side courtyard.

"Fuyin Temple, Master Mu Sheng gave a method."

Fuyin Temple is a spiritual temple with a history of hundreds of years, and Mu Sheng is the abbot of Fuyin Temple that no matter how many people pay a lot of money, they can't see it.Master Zhou bowed step by step, and he actually entered the temple, and worshiped Master Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng sat in the center of the main hall, neither sad nor happy in his eyes. Behind him was a Buddha of the third generation, with inscriptions on the left and right:

One flower, one world, three dews and three bodhisattvas.

Master Zhou does not seek money or fate, but only seeks a way to extend the life of the child.He worshiped the ground piously, and when he raised his head, there was only a small monk left, and he handed over a piece of red paper with a smile on his face: [Son of Ding Yao in Jiexi's mansion. 】

Fu Ting saw that Master Zhou stopped at the residence of the servants in the mansion, opened the door with one arm, and strode in.

"Who is Ding Yao?"

"Bring your son here, marry into the mansion today, and congratulate my son!"

The author has something to say: This is the first time I write an article in jj, I am confused 〒▽〒

Let's just wait and see!