"Well, keep an eye on his movements." The fourth master commanded.

"Yes, the slave looks at the fourth uncle, although sometimes it is a little confusing, but he grasps the proportion skillfully. During this period of time, the servants sent people to stare at it, and found that although the fourth uncle was named Xuan, he had a good interpersonal relationship. ”

The young man snorted coldly in his heart, if it weren't for that, Wuge would not be worthy of being Xiao Fujin's fourth brother.

After thinking for a moment in his heart, he slowly spoke: "First suppress the rumors related to Fujin, let's just say that Fujin is already well, but some time ago, it was just a weak body and the severe cold of winter, which provoked old problems." ”

"Yes, the minion will arrange it immediately."

"Quietly push Wuge, let him stab Tong Jia Muzhen and his brother about those things to Yushi. You go to check the bottom of the well-written imperial history of those excerpts, and if you have something to do with the Tong Jia family, you will bypass it. ”

Such a cold tone and absolute instructions made Mude couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

The fourth master is really angry.

Although there was not the slightest fluctuation on his face, he could feel his anger, why did Tong Jia Muzhen want to make a move on Sifujin?

Alas, why can't you think about it like that?

The fourth master looked cold, as if he didn't care about anything, but he was actually really careful!

Mu De walked out of the study and couldn't help but shake his head slightly and go out on an errand.

The door closed, and the young man rubbed his eyebrows between the books, remembering the days when he was a child in Chengqian Palace.

His adoptive mother didn't treat him badly, but she treated everyone well. When she was the imperial concubine, she was thorough in all aspects, and she never left anyone to talk about it, and the princes and princesses in the palace all received her love.

For him, the adopted son, there is alienation in the closeness. When she looked at him, her eyes never really fell on him.

He knew that she missed the young Bagege very much, and later she saw that Tong Jia Muzhen was good, and often approached the palace to live, and her longing for her daughter slowly shifted to Tong Jia Muzhen.

At that time, Huang Ama often came to the Chengqian Palace.

Because of his adoptive mother's love, Tong Jia Muzhen even coquetted many times in front of his emperor Amma, and was once held by the emperor Ama on his lap.

And he, before going to school, was at most called by Huang Ama to check and guide his schoolwork. Intimacy never existed.

Later, when he went to school, he gradually understood that the most effective way to get Huang Ama's attention was to study hard.

The boy got up and walked to the window, and blew the cold wind outside the window for a while.

I lost my mind for a while, and I thought a little too much.

Pulling back his thoughts, the young man's eyes were cold, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

Xiao Fujin is the only one who shares honor and disgrace with him, very clingy, sticky. When he hadn't left the Nanxun Palace, he often delayed his reading. But it's just clingy and harmless.

Tong Jia Muzhen wants to kill her, the capital crime can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped.

If Empress Xiaoyi knows in the spirit of heaven......

He should not be blamed.

Just thinking about it, Mama Lan came to Fujin and invited him to the backyard for dinner.

Well, I didn't want to go, but since Xiao Fujin has sent someone to invite him, let's reluctantly go.

She was still annoyed and angry, and it was a big deal to leave after dinner, and he didn't have to stay in the backyard every day.

Chu Xian didn't want to leave the house after bathing, so dinner was placed outside the Xinuan Pavilion.

When the fourth master entered, he smelled a cold plum fragrance on her body.

The petite woman who was lazily leaning on the soft pillow and waiting for him to eat was wearing a homely lake blue shirt, her hair was loosely tied up in a bun on the top of her head, and an azure step was inserted obliquely, with a little powder, and her red lips were delicate.