After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields Chapter 733

Chapter 733 I feel tired

“Lady!”

Far away, Qin Yao heard Liu Ji's loud shout.

I sighed silently in my heart, but did not go out immediately. I calmly picked up the letter in my hand and continued reading.

It is a letter from Qin Feng.

He has returned to Wangcheng safely. As soon as he got home, he wrote her a letter of trust and the **** team rushed to deliver it. Along with it, there was a jar of red dates. He said that the women in Wangcheng loved eating this and it could beautify their skin.

Qin Yao looked at the small pottery vat placed by the table, peeled off the oilcloth on it, and revealed that it was filled with dried red dates.

She grabbed two pills in her hand, spread out the paper while eating, polished the pen and wrote a reply to her brother.

Qin Feng's letter was concise, and her reply was even simpler, with only a few lines: Brother, the dates have been received. I am all well. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival when the letter was sent. I wish you a happy holiday in advance.

At the end, add another sentence: If you have any difficulties, just ask and my sister will definitely come to help.

After finishing writing, he put the letter aside to dry. As soon as he put away the pen, the door of the room was pushed open by Liu Ji.

“Madam, I'm back~” Liu Ji smiled and strode in.

Finding the dried dates in the pottery vat on the table, and the letter paper Qin Yao had put to dry on the table, he stepped forward and took a fair look at it, and said in surprise: "Is there a letter from my uncle?"

My eyes searched everywhere, expecting to see the good things my uncle had sent with the letter, but when I turned around, there was only the date vat on the table.

Qin Yao smiled secretly. Of course her brother not only brought her a jar of dates, but also a box of silver ingots, but he had already asked her to put them away.

Qin pointed to the pottery vat and motioned for Liu Ji to try it too. The dates in Wangcheng seemed to be sweeter than those in other places.

She grabbed another handful herself. Although she didn't know whether the so-called beauty treatment was an exaggeration, she seemed to feel better after taking a few more pills.

As the saying goes, appearance comes from the heart, happy people always look good.

Liu Ji was a little disappointed because he couldn't find the good things sent by his uncle.

But he quickly put this disappointment behind him, smiled mysteriously at Qin Yao, stretched out his hand and started to take something out from the sleeves of the broad robe he was wearing.

First is a palm-sized wine pot, "The carvings of the Yellow Crane Tower!"

Then he took out small paper bags one by one, "Pork stuffed with lotus root, white jade glutinous rice cake, and lotus seed made by the number one famous chef in Kyoto."

There were also three silver pumpkins from the old craftsman's silver shop. I consciously handed over three of them, as if they were treasures, and pushed them all in front of Qin Yao, waiting expectantly to see her surprised expression.

But there was no surprise, the surprise was unabashed. Qin Yao looked him up and down and asked curiously: "How on earth did you hide so many things?"

Liu Ji waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this, just tell me whether you are happy or not? Look, there are delicious, drinkable and fun things here. I have not forgotten your share, madam!"

After saying that, he put his hands on his hips proudly.

In all the husbands in the world, there is no one as good as him!

Qin Yao couldn't hold it back anymore and laughed speechlessly at his sultry look. She reached out and flipped through the paper bags. Although they were already cold, the aroma of the remaining food hit her face, making her greedy.

But she did not touch the snacks. She only picked up the small wine bottle, opened the stopper and took a sip. The thick and mellow fragrance was refreshing and penetrated straight into her lungs.

It is indeed a famous wine from a famous building, and its purity is much higher than that of wine available on the market.

Qin Yao is not a good drinker, but at this moment, she can't help but think that if this is paired with a plate of braised beef, a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat, it will be extremely refreshing.

The small wine bottle can be held in the palm of your hand. You hold it in your hand and put it under your nose to smell it, but you are reluctant to take it away. "Tell me, what trouble did you get into?" Qin Yao asked casually as she squinted her eyes and savored the aroma of the wine.

“Madam, what you said is so rigid.” Liu Ji sat down opposite her and explained seriously: “I always remember your teachings, madam, how can I get into trouble?”

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yao opened her eyes and looked over, her dark pupils clearly reflecting his guilty face.

Liu Ji smiled awkwardly, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I blame that guy Sikong Jian for having to arrange for me to serve those northern barbarians. There are always some differences in customs between the two countries, so there was just a little misunderstanding."

"But, I dare to promise you, madam, that this matter will never be blamed on me!"

Who told him that he was sent from the Imperial Prefecture?

It is only reasonable that King Chan's dissatisfaction should be blamed on Sikong Jian.

“But the guy Sikong really scared me when I saw him today!” Liu Ji said in an exaggerated tone.

Qin Yao frowned, "How to say?"

Liu Ji then told the story that he had "accidentally" left the other courtyard early, causing the Northern Barbarians to have a slight misunderstanding between him and the Imperial Preceptor.

"As soon as I got off the carriage, Sun Jiang invited me over. He is well-informed. He must have secretly planted an spy next to me to watch our every move."

Liu Ji patted his chest. Thinking about it, he felt that Sikong Jian was scary.

But for such a terrifying person, not only did he not blame him this time, he actually praised him for his good work, so as to prevent others from misunderstanding that the Imperial Prefect's Office was close to the Northern Barbarians.

“Madam, Sikong Jian said that someone wanted to use the hands of the northern barbarians to kill the teacher. What do you think is going on in this world? Teacher, an old man who is almost dead, who did he offend?”

Liu Ji got angrier as he spoke. He slammed the table and stood up, "Are they so intolerant of letting an old man spend his old age peacefully?"

Qin Yao's brows furrowed more and more tightly. Why did Sikong Jian say these things to Liu Ji?

“And there's that guy Sikong Jian!”

Liu Ji was angry and frightened and said, "Didn't he lock up the teacher himself and use him to death? We are enemies. He told the enemy this as if he cared about the teacher."

If he really cared so much, why didn't he release the teacher from Puyuan?

You have to lock people in that small courtyard, and send guards on three floors inside and three outside to watch day and night, so you can't treat the condemned prisoners like this.

“Bah!” Liu Ji scorned fiercely, “Don't be kind! Hypocritical!”

Qin Yao clicked her tongue twice and said jokingly: "You seem to be very excited to find out that the Imperial Master actually cares about Mr. Gongliang."

Liu Ji retorted excitedly: "Why am I so excited?"

Qin Yao glanced at him lightly, the volume is so loud, aren't you excited?

Liu Ji: "."

“Alas~” He sighed heavily, sat down again, put his head on the table in despair, and muttered:

“Madam, how come everyone in this city is like a mystery? I can't solve it, I can't see through it.”

Suddenly I really want to go back to the countryside.

Liu Ji rarely feels depressed, because in his world, there are always countless new things hanging in front of him, making him chase forward.

But at this moment, he really felt tired.

“Madam, I'm so confused. What on earth are we doing in Kyoto?”

Liu Ji tilted his head and thought for a while, and found that there was a vast white fog in front of him, and he couldn't see a way out at all.

Chapter end

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