Powerful ministers are husbands

Xiang Zhen'er hid in an alley near Cao's mansion, stood secretly at the entrance of the alley and waited for a long time, and finally saw Cao Lu riding a horse from a distance, and hurried back into the sedan chair, pretending to be back just in time.

Calculating the distance silently, Xiang Zhen'er twisted her hands together, her palms were covered with fine sweat.

Ever since she was carried into Cao's house, she hadn't entered or exited through the main gate. At this moment, she was nervous and excited. She wished she could run out of the sedan chair and into Cao Lv's arms, imagining that she was holding Cao Lv's arm. In front of the servants and the passers-by outside the door, he walked into the main gate of Cao's house proudly.

The sound of horseshoes stopped, and she quickly opened the curtain, just as the sedan chair passed by Cao Lu, so she called out softly, "Master Eighth—"

Cao Lu squinted over, Xiang Zhen'er hurriedly asked the bearer to stop, pulled down the sachet from his waist, held it tightly in his hand, then lifted the hem of his skirt slightly and ran to Cao Lu's side.

Probably because she was too excited, Xiang Zhen'er stepped on the hem of her skirt and threw herself into Cao Lv's arms.

Cao Lv could have avoided it, but he caught Xiang Zhen'er with a look in his eyes that he thought it was funny.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Eighth Young Master." Xiang Zhen'er's pretty face flushed, and she looked at Cao Lv shyly, her bright eyes seemed to be filled with spring water, making her very cute.

"It's okay." Cao Lv pushed away to Zhen'er.

Xiang Zhen'er hurriedly said again: "Today I went to talk to my good sister. She gave me a sachet, which is very similar to the one given to me by the eighth young master. Do you think so?" The sachet is presented with both hands.

But rather than showing it to Cao Lu, it would be more appropriate to take a photo directly on Cao Lu's face.

Before the sachet hit, Cao Lv took a step back, but he still wanted to sneeze stimulated by the strong and strange aroma.

"Does it look good, Master Eighth?" Xiang Zhen'er blinked innocently.

Cao Lu frowned, rubbed his nose, and said softly, "Go back!"

When Xiang Zhen'er heard this, she was extremely disappointed. Looking at the sachet in her hand, she wished she could throw away this deceitful thing.

"Yes, Eighth Young Master." She turned around sullenly, and could even feel the mocking and disdainful eyes of the people around her. She felt more and more ashamed and angry, but she had to hold the sachet tightly, not daring to face Eighth Young Master. threw.

"Wait a minute..." Cao Lu spoke again, his voice was deep and deep, and Xiang Zhen'er heard that it was somewhat ambiguous.

Could it be... Xiang Zhener glanced at the sachet in surprise, turned around, and said to Cao Lv with a coquettish smile, "I'm here."

Cao Lu's eyes were deep, and he slowly extended his hand to his concubine.

Xiang Zhen'er felt her heart beating wildly, and tried her best to restrain the surprise and excitement that erupted like a raging flood, preventing herself from throwing herself into Cao Lv's arms.

Ah Hao looked strangely at the eighth young master who was not so indifferent to the concubine's room. He wanted to ask or stop him, but he hesitated.

Seeing Cao Lu's hand on her shoulder, Xiang Zhen'er simply grabbed his arm. Seeing that there was no resistance, her whole body trembled uncontrollably in excitement.

"Sir..." Ah Hao felt very awkward, but he was a servant after all regarding the matters of the master's house, so it was difficult for him to say anything.

Cao Lu looked sideways at Xiang Zhen'er, and raised his other hand to touch her cheek.

"You?" Pang Miao stood in the middle of the gate, raised one foot just across the threshold, and looked at the two people in front of him with some suspicion.

Oops... Xiang Zhen'er felt that something bad was going to happen, and she couldn't help but grab Cao Lv's clothes with her fingertips.

Cao Lv stared at Pang Miao, blinked slowly, and managed to squeeze out the word "Wen Jun" for a long time, and it seemed difficult to say it.

The surprise in Pang Miao's heart dissipated quickly. Among the friends he made in the past, there were many Yingying Yanyan who never stopped being around him, and they could coax their wives and concubines into obedience with sweet words. This is a man's method.

Cao Lv said that before, maybe what he was looking for was "peace in the back house".

What's more, he doesn't love Cao Lv, he just needs to maintain a friendly attitude, so it's impossible to feel sad about it.

"Young Madam." Xiang Zhen'er smirked, and put one hand in front of Cao Lu, holding his arm, trying to block Pang Miao at the same time.

"I'll come back to you later." Pang Miao smiled, showing great generosity, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Cao Lv call his sister's name again.

Xiang Zhen'er, who was triumphant that she finally won this time, was suddenly pushed away and almost fell to the ground. She supported the maid beside her, and pitifully called out: "Eight, Master Eight..."

Cao Lv closed his eyes, his throat was trembling slightly, as if he was holding back something.

Pang Miao sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly held Cao Lu's arm. He was surprised that his body temperature was scorching hot, and there seemed to be a fire rolling under his skin. He glanced at Xiang Zhen'er, who was so pitiful and wanted to keep Cao Lu, and hurriedly said: "It doesn't seem very comfortable, may I help you go back to the house and rest?"

Cao Lv didn't speak, closed his eyes and nodded, and let him support him to go to Tingsongyuan.

"This, this..." I was about to step into the main entrance to have some affection with the Eighth Young Master, but was abruptly interrupted by the Eighth Young Madam, Xiang Zhen'er stomped her feet anxiously and angrily, trying to chase after her. I don't want to be stopped by the people at the door.

"Do you understand the rules, how can a concubine enter and exit through the main gate of Cao's house?" the man scolded very rudely.

Xiang Zhen'er's eyes turned red involuntarily, she looked at the threshold reluctantly, turned around and trot towards the side door.

When Xiang Zhen'er walked around the side door and returned to Tingsong Courtyard, the servant girl said that the Eighth Young Master and the Young Madam had already entered the house.She glanced at the closed door from a distance, even though she was unwilling to do so, she could only go back to her room to sulk.

After finally catching it once, it actually made it easier for the young lady.

Xiang Zhen'er took off the bracelet from her wrist and smashed it violently, Cuiying shrank at the door, not daring to take a breath.

"What are you doing there?" Xiang Zhen'er scolded, "I didn't leave you here to eat rice! Go, go to the kitchen and bring me a bowl of bird's nest, I want to mend it!"

Cuiying nodded, and hurriedly ran away.

Xiang Zhen'er was full of anger, but she couldn't bear to continue to throw jewelry. Seeing the small sachet thrown aside, she picked up a pair of scissors and cut it randomly. The beautiful mandarin duck was torn into pieces under the sharp blade.

"Huh?" The sachet finally turned into a ball of rags, looked at Zhen'er, and found that the sachet was empty.She picked it up and smelled it again and again, but the weird sound from before was gone? !

Xiang Zhen'er was curious and terrified, she smelled it again and again to confirm that there was no fragrance in the sachet.

She threw down the fragments in a panic, and when Cuiying came back, she hurriedly asked her to burn these things, and then worried that if the eighth young master woke up, what should I do if she was held accountable?

Just when Xiang Zhen'er was nervous, the atmosphere in the bedroom in the main courtyard next door was also tense to the point that it seemed that swords were on the verge of breaking out.