Chapter 2143 Willingly (50)

  The courtiers who came to worship before dawn, with the heavy and solemn bell ringing, slowly retreated.

  Many officials dressed in different colors, in twos and threes, exited the front hall like a tide.

  Holding the official card in his hand, he let go of the sense of urgency.

   Most of the officials dared not speak out in the quiet palace.

   Only gather more or less together, whispering in low voices.

   Communicating about things in the court.

   After leaving the court, Yun Si walked unhurriedly behind, following the big team.

   There is no one around.

  Looking lonely and not communicating with others much.

  She was holding an official card, and seemed to be used to it.

  Do not form cliques or form cliques for personal gain.

  Clear innocence, decent style.

   Never give others a chance to discuss.

  She is a general with military power in her hands, equivalent to an important minister of the court.

  The Empress was always afraid of her, if she formed cliques and formed cliques again, I'm afraid...

   Not long to live.

  For the sake of the happiness of a poor little girl in her family, she should be honest and low-key.

otherwise…

  Yun Si casually glanced at the eunuchs who were bending over at the door.

  There are eyes and ears of the empress everywhere, and it can reach her ears casually.

   Tsk, annoying.

   She was wearing an official uniform and quickened her pace of leaving.

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   When riding back to the General’s Mansion, the snow hadn’t stopped.

  It's not easy to hold an umbrella on horseback, so the very casual general didn't hold an umbrella, and came back directly under the snow.

  Back to the gate of the mansion, the shoulders of the cloak were covered with snow.

  Patting casually, the snowflakes without any weight fell to the ground lightly.

   There is a slight dampness coming, it is cool, it seems that a small amount of snow has melted and turned into cold water.

  Master General didn't pay much attention, he got off his horse, and the guard at the door stepped forward to lead the horse.

  The steward waited at the door, saw her come back, and turned his head to give a few words to the servants next to him.

  The servant then ran back, as if to deliver a letter.

   After the housekeeper finished giving orders, he stepped forward.

   "My lord, you are back."

  The general, who was dressed in a cold air, hummed and entered the door.

  The tone is casual.

   "Is Xiaoqing up? Have you had breakfast yet?"

  The steward followed her, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Master woke up after you left, but...haven't had breakfast yet."

   "..." The general paused, and turned his face, "It's still not working?"

  The housekeeper was also helpless, so he had to report the truth.

   "My son got up after you went to court, and insisted on making breakfast by yourself."

   "The old slave tried to persuade him, but he refused to listen no matter how much he tried to persuade him. The young master even drove the servants out of the kitchen..."

   Lord General frowned slightly, "Why?"

  It's cold weather, he is a noble son who has never experienced any hardships, why does he do this all the time?

   Don't you feel like freezing yourself?

  The housekeeper also shook his head, expressing that he didn't know.

   "The young master didn't tell the old slave anything, he just said that he wants to make breakfast by himself."

   "The old cook in the kitchen taught him some, and now it's ready, and it's waiting for you in the dining room."

  Holdingly, if Xia Lin wasn't in the way, he might have run outside to pick her up.

   Can't stop it.

   Sir General listened, but did not speak, and was silent for a while.

   It is really hard to understand his mind.

   Unable to understand, she walked towards the dining room.

   Untied the cloak at will.

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   Dining hall.

   A certain young master who was about to turn into Wangwife Stone was staring outside, waiting impatiently.

  In the distance, seeing that familiar figure, his beautiful and soft eyes lit up.

  (end of this chapter)