No one is in the mood to go shopping any longer, the wheels of the cart roll on the long street, there is a muffled sound of starting, Wenzhu is driving the carriage, Zhuang Xiaoyu is sitting in the carriage, Yu Sui and the wet nurse are sitting on both sides, with their heads bowed .
The interior of the carriage was very quiet, with a sense of suffocation that was overwhelming with dark clouds and rain was about to come.
Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at the two boxes of pastries in the grid and asked, "Are you full? If you are not full, eat these pastries too."
Yu Sui: "..."
Nurse: "..."
How could the two of them still have an appetite.
Relying on Zhuang Xiaoyu's love, Yu Sui took the lead in breaking the silence: "Miss, these are all rumors, these people are blind, and what they say is even more unbelievable.
Don't take it to heart, as for my uncle... maybe there is something hard to tell? "
The wet nurse wanted to keep calm, but she was really indignant, and said: "Unspeakable secrets? Young Master is already a priest under one person and above ten thousand people, what else can there be unspeakable secrets?
This person, everything depends on how you think. If you want to indulge yourself, there are many excuses. If you don’t want to indulge yourself, you can find reasons..."
In the nurse's heart, Zhuang Xiaoyu is just like her own daughter. As a parent, whoever truly loves her daughter can't tolerate a man being unfaithful to her daughter?
Seeing that the nanny was angry, Yu Sui quickly winked at her.
The wet nurse also felt that she was too outspoken, and she was afraid that she would only add to the grief of the eldest lady, so she sighed and persuaded: "Miss, the so-called husband is a husband within ten feet, and the husband is only ten feet away. Things, just leave it alone.
Most of the women are in the boudoir, and they are in the hostess, and the men are socializing outside. It is inevitable that there will be moments of drama. The status of the saint is special. This is digging her own grave. Miss, you just need to keep calm, eat, drink and sleep well. Just take care of yourself and the high priest, don't think too much. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her head, looking numb, motionless.
The carriage fell into silence again, and the sound of breathing was clearly audible.
After a long time, Zhuang Xiaoyu finally spoke: "Nurse, my father kicked me out of the priest's mansion and ordered me to move to Zhuangzi. Is there anyone still taking care of that Zhuangzi?"
The wet nurse nodded: "Yes, every Zhuangzi has servants to clean them."
Zhuang Xiaoyu said softly: "After returning to the priest's mansion, pack up your things and move to Zhuangzi. As for father, let's move there together with the witch doctor."
Nurse: "..."
Even though she was unwilling to do so, the wet nurse couldn't think of a better way for a while.
Yu Sui was unwilling to reconcile: "Miss, we moved from the priest's mansion to Zhuangzi, isn't it more convenient for that shameless saint?
In the past, when the high priest was here, she could come and go freely. If you were in the mansion, the deputy priest might have some scruples. When you are not in the mansion, that bitch will not know how refreshing she is.
Isn't it right? "
When the nurse heard this, she also felt that it made some sense: "Miss, if you haven't thought about separating from my uncle, it's better to stay in the mansion, and think about it again.
Or wait for the substitute priest to come back and ask him carefully before making a decision. "
Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyes and remained silent, not knowing whether she had listened or not.
The carriage drove into the priest's mansion, Zhuang Xiaoyu jumped out of the car, and went straight to the housekeeper: "I heard that the invitations in the mansion are like a stream of water, whoever handed them in, show me all of them."
The housekeeper was a little embarrassed, Zhuang Xiaoyu raised his eyelids, "Is it because I'm not qualified to watch, or Ah Yan won't let me watch?"