Chapter 261

Looking at the bruise circles on Chu Yunyao's wrist, Bao'er couldn't bear it anymore: "Miss, who caused these injuries?"

Chu Yunyao rubbed her wrist, closed her eyes, "Who else could that bastard Mo Lingyuan be?"

"How could the young commander treat you like this?" Seeing his young lady being abused, Bao'er's eyes turned red with anger, "You just came back a little late, and the young commander just got so angry and beat you up like this.

How could he have the heart to put such a heavy hand on you? "

As Bao'er spoke, tears fell: "It's better to move to Yunlai Pavilion and live with Mr. Wen..."

Seeing that Bao'er was crying more and more, Chu Yunyao quickly got up and explained: "It's not because I came back late, and he didn't hit me."

"How did you do that?" Bao'er took the ointment from the dressing table, and carefully applied it to Chu Yunyao.

"Yes, uh" Chu Yunyao gestured with both hands: "My back was leaning against the wall of the pool, I was rubbed red, and my wrist was pinched out by him..."

The plaster in Bao'er's hand fell to the ground with a "snap", her blushing face was about to bleed, and she interrupted stammeringly: "Small, miss, stop talking, I understand."

"You really understand?"

"Understood." Bao'er was afraid that she would continue talking, so she picked up the plaster on the ground and continued to apply it on her back.

She is a girl, and she can't bear to listen to it.

It's just that the young marshal usually looks at a very cold person, but he didn't expect to be so disregarding the occasion.

Bao'er quickly changed the subject: "Miss, the young marshal asked you to embroider a purse for him yesterday, when do you plan to start embroidering?"

Chu Yunyao lay on the bed lazily with a bitter face, "I only played cross-stitch when I was bored, so I don't know what kind of purse to embroider, Bao'er, isn't the Jinfengyun Brocade purse you embroidered for me almost ready?" ?

Just give it to me and give it to him. "

Bao'er poked her butterfly bone with her finger and refused, "I spent a lot of time embroidering it for the lady to wear, so I am reluctant to give it to you to give it to someone else.

Besides, everyone's embroiderers are different. A shrewd person like Young Marshal can tell at a glance whether it is my embroiderer or your embroiderer.

If the lady finds it difficult, choose a simpler pattern. "

Chu Yunyao thought about it, and felt that Bao'er was right, "I want to buy him an expensive purse, but he refuses to take it. If I give him the purse embroidered by you, he won't know it after knowing it." What will happen.

When this person is generous, he is very generous, but when he is stingy, he is really too stingy.

He also has a bad temper and gets sulky at every turn. "

Chu Yunyao sighed: "Forget it, my lord has a lot, and I don't have the same knowledge as him. Before moving out, I'd better embroider a purse for him. You can help me choose it. The colors of needles and threads should be as few as possible. .

The pattern is as simple as possible, it is so troublesome that I can't finish embroidering it in my life. "

Bao'er was stumped, "Here, let me think about it, and I'll show you when I finish the drawing tomorrow."

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet, a thin bamboo tube came in from the window, and thin curls of smoke drifted into the bedroom...