Madam Zhou didn't dare to delay, but was afraid that the girl would be cold, so she found a thin coat to put on Su Wanrong first. She called Tanchun and told her to take good care of the girl. Then she left the West Courtyard and arranged according to the girl's instructions.

The small flower hall in the east room was originally used for guests, but there were no people coming to the West Hall on weekdays. Later, the flower hall was renovated on a small scale and added two peach wood flower pattern Duobao Pavilions, with calligraphy and painting scrolls on it, which looked more like a study.

Su Wanrong stood on the side of the open window, staring at the Eight Immortals Crossing Navigation hanging in the hall with a heavy ink. After a while, her irritable mood always calmed down.

Until there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, the man was taken by Madam Zhou.

Su Wanrong clenched her fists under her sleeves and took a deep breath.

She turned away several maids in the flower hall and asked Madam Zhou to leave too. She arranged a few servants to guard the room outside the hall and stand by at any time.

The door was gently covered, and for a moment, only Su Wanrong and Yinmang were left quietly in the flower hall.

After Yinmang entered the hall, he stood a few steps away from Su Wanrong.

He looked up at her.

The little girl changed into a pleated plum blossom pattern skirt, probably because she was afraid of catching a cold again. In late autumn, she wore a lotus-colored jacket outside. Her complexion was much better than last night.

Her eyebrows were cold and she didn't even glance at him. She stared at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall, and her pink lips were gently pursed, obviously not in a good mood.

His dark eyes stared at her, and soon the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

"Why are you looking for me?"

His voice was low and he called her "you", not a lady or a respectful word for the fourth girl.

As the chief guard of the Taifu Mansion, no matter how respected he is, such titles are not etiquette and even more righteous.

But how could this person have done anything that complies with the rules?

Su Wanrong couldn't help but recall the pile of clothes that were messy on the floor in front of the couch in the morning. I don't know which heart string was touched, and the emotions that he had finally calmed down were easily disrupted by this man's simple words.

If the man had come before, Su Wanrong was only 50% sure. Now she saw his unrestrained and arrogant look. She already had the answer in her heart.

The one who broke into her boudoir last night, if it weren't for him, Su Wanrong, the family of the Quan Taifu's Mansion, could not think of anyone else?

It was like the rippling sea surface under the bright moon, suddenly washed away by a huge wave.

Su Wanrong woke up this morning, and the calm that she tried her best to maintain was completely shattered. She pursed her lips and glared a few steps away, her face so gloomy that it seemed that water could drip out of it.

"You said what I'm looking for you to do."

Yinmang looked innocent and looked at her, even showing a look of surprise on his face.

Su Wanrong was angry at his fake face and smiled. "Then tell me where were you last night?"

Su Wanrong calmed down and tried her best to suppress the anger that was almost bursting out from her chest. She lowered her voice and asked him coldly:

"The servants of the Taifu Mansion cannot walk around anyway after entering the third day of the day. Even if you are still a guard in the mansion, the place you inspected did not include my west wing. You even broke into my dormitory without my permission. Do you know what you would have been dealt with if you followed the family rules of the Taifu Mansion!"

As for Yinmang, he didn't take Su Wanrong's threat at all. He raised his eyebrows and deliberately teased her.

"What does the Fourth Girl mean?"

He smiled and shook his head seriously while touching his chin. "Miss Four must have misunderstood me. I had disdained to do such a frivolous act of peeping at night. If there were any insignificant rats in the courtyard of the Fourth Girl, there would probably be someone else."

"you!"

Su Wanrong's chest was so angry that her chest was undulating, and her originally pale cheeks were slightly red.

"You dare to pretend! You are so brave that you don't want to do it! Do you think that the insignificant things you have done before are too few? The rats who broke into my boudoir last night were clearly you! While I was unconscious, you, a shameless thief, even treat me, even me..."

Su Wanrong was extremely angry and spoke without hesitation. Finally, when she realized that she had said what she shouldn't have said, half of her words had been said.

Yinmang obviously saw that Su Wanrong was ashamed to speak out.

But her moist eyes staring at her double-cut water-cutting, her teeth bit her rosy and tender lips, and she looked ashamed and anxious, as she was equally cute and charming.

Yinmang likes to see her like this. The more she looks, the more she likes her, she wants to continue teasing her.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yinmang bent close to her. Seeing that the man was getting closer and closer to her, Su Wanrong couldn't help but step back step by step until her waist and hips hit the table with a height of the upper half, forcing her to have no way out.

He was taller than an ordinary man, standing there condescendingly, unrestrainedly from the top of her head with an unconcealed look, sweeping over her graceful and gentle figure, and letting a low "tsk" sound, his eyes darkened a little. "What did you even do to you? You said."

Su Wanrong doesn't like the feeling of being stared at by him.

Even though her vision was not opposite to him, she seemed to be able to detect the extremely hot sight above her head, so straightforward and explicit. She was obviously wearing clothes, but she felt a sense of being stripped naked by him and looked at her completely, as if there was an invisible pressure that made her feel strongly discomfort.

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My future Majesty, will you be able to be a little bit of shame? Your stepmother's face has been thrown away by you_(:3"∠)_

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