White Hedge Dream

Chapter 62 Good Night

Chunyue came to report what Mrs. Hou sent someone to say.

Since he had been running around all day, he asked Zhou Jingyun to rest early after dinner without coming over to say hello.

"The more I think about it, the more I feel that my son is at a disadvantage."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou told Mrs. Xu while looking through the account books.

"She doesn't have to worry about morning and evening. She is free at home every day. Jingyun is running around in and out. It's too hard."

Xu's mother sat by and helped with the planning, and said with a smile: "The prince will not find it hard. Being able to fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents is a blessing."

The master and servant were talking, and Hongxing's voice came from outside the door, "Madam, the prince is here."

Mother Xu uttered an ouch, stood up hurriedly, and smiled at Mrs. Hou: "What did I say?"

Although she said that her son did not need to come to greet her, when her son did come, Mrs. Dongyang Hou could not hide the smile on her face.

Zhou Jingyun has already walked in.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou glanced behind him, and sure enough she didn't see Mr. Zhuang following him.

"I really don't need you to come over." She said, "You should learn from your wife and enjoy your leisure time."

"She does want to come." Zhou Jingyun said with a smile, "But it's up to my mother whether she sees her or not. I'll ask first."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou snorted: "No need to defend your wife, she doesn't need to come, I really don't want to see her."

What do you want her to do? Either stay still, or say a few words and talk back.

Mother Xu smiled and asked Zhou Jingyun to sit down, while Hongxing brought tea.

Zhou Jingyun took a sip.

"Li Niang said that the silk flowers were gifts from her aunt, so she wanted to share the colorful flowers given by the queen with her." He said, "Can I trouble my mother to send a message to my aunt? We will go there in the next two days."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou smiled happily and said yes repeatedly, and immediately asked Mother Xu to write a post and send it to her early tomorrow morning.

"Auntie's love for you is not in vain." She said happily.

Zhou Jingyun said with a smile: "My aunt's love for Mr. Zhuang is not in vain."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou glanced at him: "You don't have to tell me how wonderful your wife is all the time. Just like her."

Does he like it?

Zhou Jingyun looked at the tea in his hand and thought, he likes this, but as for this person...

This matter actually has nothing to do with her.

Zhou Jingyun sighed in his heart: "Jingyun let his mother down."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou was startled and said hurriedly: "Okay, what are you talking about?"

Although she was indeed dissatisfied with her daughter-in-law, she was also happy to see her son coming in and out with a smile on his face.

At this time, her son's mood suddenly dropped, and Mrs. Dongyang Hou felt a little regretful.

"Whatever it has to do with you is between her and me."

But that didn't seem right. If her son didn't marry someone, she and Mr. Zhuang wouldn't know each other, let alone whether they liked him or not.

Thinking this way, it seems that it is indeed Zhou Jingyun's fault.

Mrs. Dongyang Hou waved her hands angrily.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about her anymore."

Zhou Jingyun smiled again: "Mom, I have to say it. She and I are generally juniors."

Mrs. Dongyang Hou snorted in her heart, who are you talking about? He said that he was reluctant to part with his son, and that Zhuang was not sure who was talking about whom.

That's all, let her calm down.

…

…

After Zhou Jingyun washed up, he walked out. The maids had all left, and there were only two lamps left in the inner room, giving off soft light and dimness.

Zhuang Li was bending over to arrange the pillows. She patted her own pillow first, and then patted Zhou Jingyun's pillow outside.

When she heard the footsteps, she said without turning around: "Your Majesty, the tea is hot on the table."

They really looked like an old couple. Zhou Jingyun pursed his lips, walked over, poured tea and took a sip. After thinking about it, he poured another cup of tea and handed it to Zhuang Li who was sitting by the bed.

Zhuang Li looked at the tea that was handed to him, stood up and took it: "Thank you."

The voice was actually distant and polite, Zhou Jingyun thought.

Zhuang Li took a sip of tea and placed the teacup on the table. The two of them were quiet for a while, but they had almost said what needed to be said.

"Have you written today?" Zhou Jingyun suddenly asked as he thought of something.

Zhuang Li was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why he asked this.

"I did." She still replied, "I wrote half a page."

"Let me take a look." Zhou Jingyun said, and he also walked outside.

The east room is where Zhuang Li lives every day. There is a desk and bookshelves, just like a small study room.

Zhuang Li frowned slightly, wondering why he suddenly wanted to read her writing. Could it be that he sensed something?

Although he was a little nervous, Zhuang Li followed him, and the lights over there that were originally extinguished were turned on again.

Zhou Jingyun stood in front of the desk and looked at the half-letter on the table, looking at it carefully and intently.

"I like Xiaoyaoyou, so I often write about it." Zhuang Li said beside him, and couldn't help but add, "Mrs. Zhuang also likes it."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and looked at her: "Your calligraphy is as floating as floating clouds, and your style is free and easy. It's really good."

Zhuang Li was even more stunned, so was he praising her for her good handwriting?

"Although I didn't read what you wrote yesterday carefully, it should be better."

Zhou Jingyun's voice came next.

Zhuang Li was startled, and suddenly thought that this morning he was holding the blurry words and explaining that they were wet with tea. Zhou Jingyun casually comforted her to write another one, and she casually said that she would write better and better...

So Zhou Jingyun is here to make sure that she gets better and better as she writes?

I don't know whether it was Zhuang Li's shocked and puzzled look, or Zhou Jingyun felt that his reading of calligraphy in the middle of the night was a little strange, so he coughed lightly and turned off the light on the desk.

"It's getting late, go to bed." He said.

The dim night concealed the strange expressions on both of them.

Zhuang Li wanted to laugh inexplicably, so he hummed and followed Zhou Jingyun towards the bedroom.

The two lay down inside and outside as before, extinguished the last night light, put down the bed curtains, and there was darkness between heaven and earth.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Zhuang Li's voice was soft in the darkness.

"I feel at ease after coming to your home."

Zhou Jingyun hummed and paused: "In this way, Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang can feel at ease."

The person beside him stopped talking and gently turned over and went inward.

Zhou Jingyun also turned over and faced away.

No matter how big the bed is, it becomes crowded when two people lie on it. They lie on their sides to leave a gap in the middle to avoid actual skin contact.

The night was peaceful and quiet.

Another night passed.

After receiving the news from Mrs. Dongyang Hou, Mrs. Xue immediately asked her personal servant to follow and invite them to come at noon.

"You're not an outsider. You don't have to choose a date or rush early. You just come here at noon and the banquet will be held as soon as you enter. This time I will let you eat my aunt's meal."

Zhou Jingyun responded with a smile, and sure enough, he waited until almost noon before taking Zhuang Li by car to Xue's house.

"My aunt's house has a flower garden with chrysanthemums. They are probably about to bloom. You can go and have a look after dinner." Zhou Jingyun introduced to Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Li nodded and said hello.

"In addition to visiting my aunt's house, I also need to go to the palace in the past few days." Zhou Jingyun said, "Please thank Madam Feng Shizi, but I will choose a time when it is inconvenient for the emperor and the queen. At that time, you only need to thank her outside the palace gate. That’s it.”

Zhuang Li nodded and said hello again.

Zhou Jingyun looked at the woman sitting across from him in the car, with a delicate face and a smile in her almond-shaped eyes.

She had been so indifferent after Xue Liu's tip before, and even said with a smile that she would use her as an excuse to deal with Ding Amber's mansion.

This woman is not as quiet and gentle as she seems...

Sensing Zhou Jingyun's scrutinizing gaze, Zhuang Li smiled at him and asked with his eyes what he wanted to say. A clear male voice sounded outside the carriage.

"Hey! Aren't these the carriages and horses of Dongyang Marquis Mansion?"

"But Prince Dongyang?"

"Oh, what a coincidence, I met the prince."

"Your Majesty, I am Shangguan Yue."

The sound from outside jumped like mountain spring water and hit the car curtain.

Shangguanyue? It was him again, Zhou Jingyun frowned.