Can a general do whatever he wants?

It was hard to find someone who could confide in words. Chen Ming seemed to be a little obsessed with it. The time of being fined was so short in his eyes. If possible, he hoped that this short time could be longer, and he would have a deeper feeling in his heart. Impulsive thought to find the old lady how to yell at her, I want to continue cleaning the north yard.

However, this seems unrealistic and does not fit Chen Ming's personality.

He stopped cleaning, stood in the middle of the stone path in the courtyard, his fingers touched his throat uncontrollably like a demon.

He has been able to talk to Sister Ming, but what about Ju and other people? Can he have the courage to talk to Yan Yue?

Shaking his head, he still felt that it was impossible.

He could only sneak a look at the small courtyard. On one side of the courtyard was a tall earth-colored stone wall, but Chen Ming, who had touched it, knew that it was actually just white marble covered with a thick layer of dust.There is not much decoration on the wall, only the deliberately leaked door tells the elegant taste of the owner of this room.

This is the "forbidden place" that Yan's family cannot enter, but in Chen Ming's eyes, it is the most benign paradise.Three days, three days is the time he can linger here, and today is the last day he has a reason to stay here.

The sound of knocking slowly came from the door covered with cloth.Suddenly, at a certain rhythm point, the sound inside the door stopped again.

Chen Ming also stopped the work in his hands, stopped his steps, and stared at the old-fashioned door that was not popular.

He knew the people inside were coming out.

The people inside really came out, Mingzhu smiled at Chen Ming, Ruoyinpan's face was calm and kind.The spring breeze passing through the courtyard gently lifted her buttoned hair, as if every strand of her hair had life.

"Today is your last day sweeping the floor."

Seeing Mingzhu, Chen Ming couldn't help but stand up straight, squeezed the broom in his hand, and nodded silly like a goose.

"Still so nervous." Mingzhu covered her mouth with her cuff and chuckled, but Chen Ming knew that her smile was not mocking.

That's why Chen Ming was nervous. He turned the broomstick and buried his head even lower.

"Oh, by the way, I actually have something else I want to tell you." Mentioning this pearl, she turned around and entered the room, after tossing around for a while, she took out two pieces of dark cloth embroidered with cuckoos. When she took out the cloth and appeared in front of Chen Ming In front of her, her expression became more intense than ever, "Suddenly someone sent two bolts of cloth yesterday afternoon. It seems to be from the Golden Thread Pavilion... Is it from the Eldest Young Master?"

Two bolts of cloth?

Chen Ming looked up at the two pieces of cloth that Mingzhu was holding and blinked. After thinking for a while, he suddenly remembered that Beiyuan had indeed lost two pieces of cloth a few days ago, but later he asked Qingling to ask Zhou Junye to make up for it from Jinlu Pavilion. .

After a long time, he really forgot.

Unexpectedly, after going around and around, these two pieces of cloth were still given to the eldest sister who liked it.Chen Ming scratched his head, two touches of shy pink appeared on his face.

He kicked his feet to the ground and picked up the small gravels and replied: "But... tender, who knows."

"Hey..." Mingzhu sighed, the sad expression on her face didn't fade away, but added a sense of helplessness, "I'm afraid the young master wants to compensate me for something. He always does this, obviously he told me that there is no fate. Since I don’t love this meeting, why bother to give anything, I can’t tell the relationship, it’s obvious that I can’t help but be tempted in front of the Bodhisattva.”

Huh? Sister Ming's young master is not talking about Yan Yue, is she?Unexpectedly, Yan Yue had something to do with her.

Seeing Chen Ming's bewildered look, Ming Zhu smiled, she didn't want to talk to Chen Ming so much, she changed her expression and returned to her usual gentleness: "Why did I say this to you?"

She walked out of the room, went down the steps, and walked towards Chen Ming.

"Can you return these two pieces of cloth to the young master?"

Chen Ming stared at Mingzhu and handed over two pieces of cloth, but didn't make a move. He raised his head and said, "This... Yue, Feng, you...."

Chen Ming has a language barrier, and he can express ordinary sentences well, but when it comes to explaining complicated things, people can't understand.

Mingzhu looked a bit embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I may not understand. But don't worry, just return this cloth to the young master."

Chen Ming shook his head and refused to answer, Mingzhu leaned forward and forced the cloth in his hand into his arms.

Mingzhu's toughness made Chen Ming anxious, so anxious that he even lost his grip on the broom.

Without the support of the hand, the broom fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Mingzhu glanced at the broom lying on the ground, and continued to push the cloth into Chen Ming's arms, "Give it to the young master, it's my request."

Chen Ming didn't expect Mingzhu to have such a tough side, and he couldn't hold her back.

At a loss, Chen Ming fled.

He turned around and ran out of the courtyard, not even picking up the broom that was left in the courtyard.

Mingzhu looked at the flustered back, and the splash in her heart suddenly sank to the bottom.Even that shallow smile is gone.

With a straight face, she bent down to pick up the broom on the ground, and sighed: "In the final analysis, I still have to face the young master. It must be the test of the Bodhisattva."

Chen Ming ran and ran, just like being chased by bees when he was digging honey with his friends when he was a child, he rushed straight to the north, so fast that the passing air carried a gust of wind.

"Where is the girl going in such a hurry?"

Yan Yueda had nothing to do after lunch, and was about to go out to bask in the sun, but unexpectedly caught this little girl who had been disappearing recently.

As soon as Yan Yue stretched out his arms, Chen Ming was blocked. Due to the great momentum, the wind under Chen Ming's feet couldn't stop for a while, so he fell down and squatted.

"Well", Chen Ming let out a pain.

Seeing Chen Ming fall to the ground, Yan Yue felt a twinge in his heart, and rushed towards Chen Ming in a wheelchair.

He stretched out his hand to this reckless little girl and said, "Get up."

Chen Ming gritted his teeth and rubbed his butt.

"Does it hurt? Want me to rub it for you?"

Yan Yue held Chen Ming's left hand and looked at Chen Ming with "sincere" eyes.

But Chen Ming always felt that there was a strange feeling in his eyes, like anticipation?No, it feels like a strange uncle...

"Why is the girl looking at me like this?"

Faced with Chen Ming's vigilant eyes, Yan Yue smiled openly.

Now Chen Ming can confirm—well, Yan Yue is just making fun of me.