Wei Tingmao returned to the courtyard and slammed the door shut. Doubao's feet were confiscated and he knocked his nose directly. The pain caused him to stomp his feet continuously, but he didn't dare to make any movement.
Wei Tingmao's face was ashen, thinking about what his father said, forgive me? You kill the enemy on the battlefield, and then confess to his corpse: I have to kill you for the sake of national hatred and family hatred, please don't hate me, hum! Really ironic! Your cowardice and inaction back then have now become an excuse to cover yourself. If you really want me and elder brother to forgive you, just kill that person directly and let her go down to accompany mother, so that you can still look at you high. Calf's affectionate face, who is it for?
The bean bag waiting outside the door whispered: "Master, the sun has already set, do you want to pass the meal?"
Wei Tingmao calmed down the anger in his heart, and said lightly: "Let's pass on the meal!"
Doubao replied in a low voice, and after a while, two handsome maidservants came in with food boxes, and after saluting, they lightly placed the food on the table, and Fang left quietly.
Doubao whispered: "Master, do you want a servant to serve you?"
"Go down!"
Doubao bowed and retreated, standing outside the door hesitating, this time the young master was very angry, in the past it was just a quarrel with the master, but now it was full of anger, he didn't dare to be presumptuous any more, and stood with a restrained face outside.
Wei Tingmao picked up chopsticks to eat, there is no place for him in this family, when he becomes famous this time, the Holy Lord will give him a new mansion, and then he will ask Liu Xiangwan to marry him, and she will eat with her every meal in the future, Hehe didn't want to endure loneliness, and he didn't want to eat alone anymore.
After the meal, Wei Tingmao opened the door, only to see a sword in his hand, and the bean bag frightened: "Master, where are you going?"
"Someone removed the food from the table." Wei Tingmao raised his sword and walked to the middle of the courtyard, making quick gestures.
Doubao breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the young master was going to fight others desperately with the sword, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, went outside and called the maid to come in and remove the food.
Wei Tingmao's sword dance in the courtyard was just suffering from beanbags. His back hurts badly. He thought that the young master would sympathize with him and let him go back to his room to recover from his injuries. Unexpectedly, he stood by and watched the young master dance sword. He couldn't bear it. Stopped, whispered: "Master, would you like some tea?"
Wei Tingmao is still dancing with his sword:
"Master, it's already dark today, do you want to go inside and rest?"
Wei Tingmao didn't know it:
"Master, you have been dancing sword for more than half an hour, isn't your arm sore?"
Wei Tingmao finally stopped his move, glanced at him, and said coldly: "You are injured, so I don't need you to take care of me."
Dou Bao's eyebrows and eyes were happy, and he barely suppressed his excitement, and said softly: "It's not too late to go back after I wait for the slave to take care of you."
"Is that okay?" Wei Tingmao took the silk handkerchief in his hand, wiped the sweat off his face, and said lightly.
Doubao took the sword from the young master, and said briskly: "Master, the servants will go to the kitchen and order them to bring hot water."
Wei Tingmao responded and strode into the room.
About half a cup of tea, the mothers came in quietly holding the hot water. After the tub was filled with water, Fang bowed down. Dou Bao stepped forward and said softly: "Master, I will wait for you to take a bath."
Wei Tingmao saw his solicitous attitude, and said coldly: "Keep in mind today's lesson, and don't repeat it in the future, you know?"
Doubao froze, lowered his head and answered in a low voice.
"On weekdays, I can pamper and pamper you, but you can't get carried away with it."
"The slave knows."
"If there is another time, I will neither beat you nor scold you, but directly punish you"
Doubao's face turned pale, and he whispered, "Master"
"Let you be a gatekeeper for the rest of your life."
Doubao cried and said with a mournful face: "Young master, the slave made a mistake, and I will never do it again in the future."
Wei Tingmao said coldly: "Back off!"
"Master, don't you need servants to serve you in the bath?"
Wei Tingmao raised his eyelids, Dou Bao trembled, and retreated nervously. Today, the young master's breath is unstable, but he is obedient and obedient, so as not to make the young master angry!
After taking a bath, Wei Tingmao went to the study room, took out the books from the hidden compartment and slowly flipped through them, his brows became more and more frowned as he read, this this must be dressed in white, holding a folding fan, meeting a beautiful woman in a personable manner , and I want to chant a poem: "There is a beauty, I still see it, but I don't see the beauty, my heart is confused, the beauty pleases me, my heart is very comforting, I use the poems to express my heartfelt heart, the vicissitudes of life are not as good as mandarin ducks. You are a wife, long in love and long in meaning, vowing to each other, and going to Hong together. "
Wei Tingmao said lightly: "You think too much."
On the way back, Mother Zhao said softly: "Girl, in fact, Auntie didn't ask the old slave to call you back?"
"Even if Mom didn't say anything, I guessed it."
"Then you don't blame the old slave for deceiving you?"
Liu Xiangwan took her arm and said with a faint smile: "At that time I was thinking about how to get out of trouble. Fortunately, you sent me timely rain, so I naturally climbed down the ladder."
"It's so good." The smile on Zhao's mother's face paused, and she said again: "Girl, this old slave can't serve you with you, so you should stay away from Young Master Wei."
"Why?" Liu Xiangwan asked in surprise.
Mother Zhao said softly: "Young lady listens to the old slave." This young master Wei looked at the girl like a wolf seeing a sheep, with blue light in his eyes, and with a posture that must be won, the girl is still young. She doesn't know about love, but she is someone who has experienced it, so she can clearly see the meaning in his eyes.
Liu Xiangwan nodded: "Listen to you, avoid him in the future."
?Mother Zhao let out a sigh of relief, raised her hand to touch the girl's head, and said in her heart: "Young girl is so smart and pleasing to the eye, it is reasonable for someone to think about it."
Zhao Di, who was following behind, nodded in sympathy: it's still my mother's vicious eyes, who can see Young Master Wei's wolf ambition at a glance.
A group of people hurried back to Aunt Huang's yard.
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The author made a poem today, alas, I held back for a long time "There is a beauty, I still see it, but I don't see the beauty, my heart is confused, the beauty pleases me, my heart is very comforting, I use the poem to express my heart, The vicissitudes of life are not as good as mandarin ducks meeting each other. I hire you as my wife. I have a long-term love and a long-term love. I promise each other and go to Hongmeng together." Do you think it rhymes? In fact, I like this sentence more: "Dark clouds cover the sun and the sun will always disperse, and the clouds will always be light and the wind will be light." This is my current mood. I am in a bad mood
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