Don’t Learn Mandarin Ducks

    Hua Yue is the busiest servant in the entire General's Mansion. When the sun rises, the general will be given soup and snacks, admonish the servants, and tidy up chores. After the sun goes down, there is not much free time. It is necessary to organize the preferences of the ladies and ladies for future use, and to count the account books for the day to balance the income and expenditure.

    These things will consume all her energy, no more than two hours of sleep a day.

    However, Hua Yue felt that even if ten times more chores were added together, it would not be difficult for Li Jing Yun to deal with it.

    The curtain hangs down, the doctor packs the medicine box and retreats, Li Jingyun leans on the soft pillow, his hair is loose, and his expression is lazy.

    "Why didn't you hold it?" The cat sighed like a mouse.

    Hua Yue knelt at the end of his bed, still showing him a soft smile: "It's the slave's fault."

    "Then when are you going to receive the punishment? It's too annoying to kneel here all the time."

    Hua Yue bowed her head to him: "If you return to the son, the general has an order to let the slaves first serve the son with medicine."

    The medicine bowl on the low table beside the bed gave off a strong and bitter smell, Li Jingyun squinted and smirked, "You made me fall off the horse, if you don't receive the punishment first, what medicine are you serving?"

    I'm sorry to say.

    He is a gentleman anyway, so he jumped on the horse himself in order not to meet the Han family. If she really broke her leg, it would be fine, but she lay unharmed on the bed and pretended to be sick, which made the lady worry half to death.

    Li Jingyun pushed away the medicine bowl she handed over: "I can't drink the medicine you brought."

    Don't drink if you can't drink it, you deserve it.

     Withdrawing the medicine bowl, Huayue continued to kneel meekly, stirring the spoon silently.

    "What." He was a little impatient, "You still want to rely on me to stay in the yard?"

    "Reply to the son's words." Hua Yue raised her eyes innocently, "The son is seriously injured and there is no valet by his side.

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    "Young Master, be careful." She smiled, "The doctor said, Master is too frightened today and needs to rest."

    If you really let him rest, will she tie her Zhuang's dog over and keep barking? Li Jingyun was so angry that his eyes darkened.

    He doesn't like being followed, so there are only a few rough servants in the east courtyard, and there is no personal servant girl, and his father knows it. He also asked Yin Huayue to come over, so it was obvious that he wanted to monitor him.

    Glancing at the medicine bowl in Huayue's hand, Li Jingyun reached out and took it, raised his head and took a sip, frowning.

    "Where's the preserves?"

    Hua Yue got up, took out a pack of candied fruit from her sleeve pocket, opened it and handed it to him.

    To carry such a thing with you?

    Li Jingyun didn't start, and said angrily: "I want to eat the candied plum blossoms from Jing'an Tang, you go out to buy now."

    “…”

    A few words, Li Jingyun got up.

    "Where is your son going?"

    "To go to the toilet." He took two steps out, paused, and looked back in disbelief, "Do you want to go to the toilet too?"

    Hua Yue smiled and bowed to him: "The slave is waiting outside."

    With a flick of her sleeves, Li Jingyun strode out, and Huayue followed suit, and didn't stop until she reached the entrance of the back hall.

    Out of the corner of the eye, he glanced behind him, he hummed softly, and after entering the back hall, he turned over from the adjacent courtyard wall, and fell silently to the base of the wall outside.

    It was just after noon, and the mansion was busy cleaning up the mess after the Han family passed the mansion. There was no one on the trail outside. As long as you bypass the kitchen in front, you can sneak out through the back door.

    Just want to trap him in the house?

    No way.

    Li Jingyun looked around vigilantly, pointed her toes, and avoided all the slaves as light as a swallow. As soon as he touched the knocker of the back door, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight and straightened his clothes for himself.

    In the end, he is the son of the general's mansion.

    What a pity, Mr. Yin.

    Breaking sympathy for her, Li Jingyun opened the back door with great interest.

    "Son."

    Hua Yue stood outside the door, raised the rolled shampoo over her head, and handed it to him respectfully: "Please use it."

    “…”

    Closing the door with a snap, Li Jingyun turned around and rubbed his eyes.

    Wrong? Yin Huayue was still in the East Court just now, how could she run faster than him? He must have misunderstood.

      The voice sounded softly: "Miss Han likes Jasmine, this scent is also good, you might as well try it, son."

    Blinding half of her face, Li Jingyun threw the door open and said coldly, "This son likes to kill, why don't you let Miss Han come and try?"

    "Miss Han said that the son is a treasure of the capital, and she likes whatever the son likes." Hua Yue smiled and bowed, "If the son is interested, the slave will invite Miss Han to come. It's okay to try."

    Li Jingyun reached out and wiped his face.

    He thinks that these women are sick and unreasonable, so what's the benefit of begging Bailai to marry him? He doesn't want to, the other party is also a guard when he enters the door, it is better to be at ease in the embroidered building. Besides, he has not yet established a career, why is he in a hurry to start a family?

    Having taken a half step out, Yin Huayue followed and stood in front of him, with a docile face, which was very attractive.

    Li Jingyun squinted: "Do you think the young master can't do anything about you?"

    "The slaves dare not."

    He said that he didn't dare, but he didn't let half an inch of his body. Li Jingyun laughed in anger and was too lazy to go out. He dragged her back and walked back, crossed the corridor, and saluted The house slave kicked open the door of the main hall.

    "Didn't you say that the young master drank the medicine, and you came to receive the punishment?" Throwing her into the yard, Li Jingyun sneered, "Let's take it, Lord watch."

    Hua Yue staggered two steps to stand, smiled and replied: "Yes."

    The people in the main office were stunned, and they didn't know what happened, but Xun Ma, who was in charge of the affairs, came up and asked, "Why did you come here in person?"

    Li Jingyun raised her chin and pointed at Yin Huayue, her face gloomy.

    "I'll leave it to you." Li Jingyun clapped his hands, "Be honest and send it back to me."

    "Yes."

    However, as soon as Li Jingyun took a step outside, the hem of his clothes was grabbed.

    The fabric was wrinkled, and the fingers between them were long and soft, and they didn't seem to have much strength. He wanted to pull it back, but he couldn't.