When he returned to the courtyard again, Zhuang Juan had already left, and the whole courtyard was not as noisy as before, but very quiet.

On a cold day, there were two people standing in the courtyard.

One is Chang Xin, and the other is Xiaolian.

Xiaolian is two years older than Yang Yunting, and she is also a personal girl who serves by Chang Jisheng's side.

"Yun Ting, you're finally back."

As soon as Yang Yunting walked into the courtyard, Xiaolian hurriedly walked towards her, looking happy and very enthusiastic.

Enthusiastically stunned Yang Yunting.

"Sister Xiaolian, is there something wrong with me?"

Seeing Xiaolian like this, Yang Yunting asked blankly.

Hearing this, Xiaolian took her hand, "Of course there's something." The young master is sulking in the house, so hurry up and take a look. ”

She and Chang Xin didn't dare to go in.

"This ...... This isn't good. ”

The two of them don't go in, let her in.

She has only been serving by Chang Jisheng's side for two months. They are two old men, they dare not go, should they let her be cannon fodder?

Yang Yunting looked embarrassed and didn't want to go at all.

"Why isn't it good?" Seeing that Yang Yunting was unmoved, Xiaolian pushed her, "Recently, the young master trusts you the most and loves you the most, Chang Xin and I have been scolded a lot on weekdays, but I have never scolded you." So you're going for the best. ”

"Yes, Yun Ting, go in and see the young master. The young master won't be angry with you. In this way, if you go in, I will do all the work for you for the next month. ”

Seeing that Yang Yunting did not agree, Chang Xin, who was standing aside, also began to echo.

The young master locked himself in the house and sulked, if he gave birth to a good one, the master and his wife would blame him, but they couldn't afford it.

Urged by two people, Yang Yunting knew that she had to go, otherwise she would completely offend the two of them. Besides, a month's worth of work is really tempting.

In desperation, Yang Yunting had no choice but to nod, push open the door and enter the house.

There was a charcoal pot burning in the house, and it was very warm.

There is also incense on the table, and the faint smell is refreshing. In the luxuriously decorated room, Chang Jisheng sat alone at his desk, holding a brush in his hand, as if he was drawing.

"Young Master."

Seeing him like this, Yang Yunting first went to the table and poured a cup of hot water, and then she walked to the desk with the hot water and called Chang Jisheng.

At this call, Chang Jisheng raised his head.

Seeing this, Yang Yunting was about to hand him the quilt, who knew that Chang Jisheng Tie had a blue face, frowning, and was obviously still angry.

Impatiently, he raised his sleeve and swept the teacup to the ground.

The hot water splashed and splashed on Yang Yunting's hand, causing her to gasp a few times, but she didn't dare to make a sound, so she had to cover the burned place.

"Go out and wash with water."

Chang Jisheng was in an unhappy mood and was too lazy to take care of Yang Yunting.

But he also felt a little embarrassed when Yang Yunting was burned, and seeing that her injury was not serious, he asked her to go out and wash.

Hearing this, Yang Yunting hurriedly leaned out of the house.

Walked briskly to the water tank and put his burned hand inside.

"Yun Ting, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Yang Yunting came out so quickly, and in a hurry, Xiaolian and Chang Xin hurriedly greeted her.

"The young master was still angry, I brought him a cup of hot tea, he knocked the tea to the ground, and accidentally spilled some tea on my hands."

Hearing the two of them inquiring, Yang Yunting replied in a light tone.