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The two were silent all the way.
Tomorrow is the day when Yu Nuan returns home for three dynasties, but neither Yu Nuan nor Zhou Han mentioned it.
Yu Nuan didn't want to mention it, because she just had to go back according to the rules.
She doesn't remember such a plot in the original book, so naturally she has nothing to care about. As long as she follows the character design, there shouldn't be any major problems.
Of course, she seriously suspected that Zhou Han didn't take it to heart.
However, Yu Nuan wished that he would not remember, and according to Miss Yu's personality, it would be more obvious that she had been wronged, and she would be more reasonable when she opened it up.
Besides, he has a lot of things to do every day. In fact, he didn't stay in Zhou's house for too much time, and he didn't have a high sense of presence. In the original book, he rarely lived for a long time. He only said that he lived in the suburbs of Chang'an and went to the Confucianism class at Shenyang University.
Yu Nuan sighed, Shen Daru is really a good shield, where to block, His Majesty no longer has to worry about falling off the horse.
Just because he accepted Zhou Han as an apprentice, and because Shen Daru hadn't published any works in recent years, there were rumors in the market that he was at the end of his talent, and that he was old enough to lose his eyesight.
Before, Yu Nuan was worried that if she was alone with him, it would be very embarrassing. After all, on the wedding night, his gloomy appearance was still imprinted in her heart, and the sticky touch of blood was still difficult to dissipate on her fingertips.
Fortunately, he didn't tease her anymore today.
Yu Nuan felt that it was probably because she called him husband first, which made him a little satisfied, so she stopped bothering her.
She opened the curtain and glanced at the street scene outside, only regretting that the time passed so slowly.
Putting down the curtain, she sat there quietly, her slender waist straightened, and even when she was sitting in the carriage, she maintained the indifferent appearance of a flower of Gaoling.
The man ignored her, just holding the scroll and slowly flipping through it, slowly picking up the pen from time to time, making brief annotations.
When he focused on lowering his eyes, he had a natural sense of indifference, repelling others for thousands of miles, giving people invisible coercion, and he did not dare to disturb him at all.
But she didn't want to talk to him either.
Yu Nuan took a cursory glance at the cover of the book in his hand, and felt so boring that his brain ached.
Books on water control, from the softness and hardness of the soil in various places, to the distribution of river basins, and all kinds of very boring historical records, in modern times are probably a whole very thick popular science book, with various tables and numbers on it. There is a noun, and the custody is called Yu Nuan, who is blind in science and has a headache.
Given her a whole year, she may not be able to calm down and finish reading it. Even if she reads it patiently and hard, it will be extremely laborious, but she may still not be able to understand it.
The man in front of him was very calm. From getting on the carriage to arriving at the Hou's mansion, he turned the pages slowly. In just half an hour, he had already read a lot. His slender fingers folded lightly from time to time to make a mark on a certain page.
Yu Nuan suddenly felt that no matter what, they really had no common language at all.
As soon as the two returned to the mansion, they invited Bijuan, the eldest maid of the Zheng family, and said that the wife was looking for the third mistress and the third son for business.
Arriving in the main courtyard, I saw that Zheng still had a rigid and serious face, with clearly visible nasolabial folds, and sharp, slightly raised eyes.
Seeing Yu Nuan and Zhou Han coming together, Mrs. Zheng raised her chin slightly, turned her head and softened her complexion, and smiled kindly at Yu Nuan: "A Nuan is here, sit down quickly. I have asked Bi Qing to order the kitchen to make sugar-steamed pastries." Cheese, I heard from your mother that you don¡¯t usually like to use any dim sum, but you use it a little more. You taste the taste of our Hou¡¯s house, which is very different from your mother¡¯s. I will order the cook to improve it. Then one."
Yu Nuan couldn't stand Zheng's sudden enthusiasm.
It seems that in the original book, Mrs. Zheng and Ms. Yu are at best a pair of pig teammates who fight together, no matter how close they are, they are no longer together. Crying made him kneel down and beg for mercy.
Of course, the ending is the same, and each of them will suffer backlash and embarrassment to varying degrees.
This may be the difference between reading a book and being in a book.
The characters in the book, as long as they are not the protagonist, the rest of the characters are more flimsy, except for some important plots, they hardly appear on the stage, so readers may only see the character side, let alone the long-term character. A cannon fodder middle-aged woman supporting role in the early stage of the male-frequency novel that looks like a foot wrap.
When the dessert came, Yu Nuan scooped it up with a small porcelain spoon and took a sip.
She found that the Zhou family's sugar-steamed crispy cheese is very light.
Yu Nuan didn't know why, she??I'm staying alone with the vacant room, okay? "
Zheng's tone seemed to be coaxing a child.
Yu Nuan choked, she felt that Mrs. Zheng might have a problem with her comprehension ability, didn't she hint it clearly enough?
strangeness.
But she could only lower her eyes slowly, and said softly: "Yes."
When she raised her eyes slightly, she saw that the man only looked at her indifferently, noncommittal.
With just one glance, she was startled and shut up immediately.
She didn't know what she had to be afraid of, but even though she accepted her ending, she still felt a little terrified when she thought about the fate of those who opposed him in the original book.
She was extremely afraid of pain, so seeing his expression, she was a little out of breath, afraid that he would punish her.
Feeling his eyes move away, Yu Nuan breathed a sigh of relief.
But why does she feel that Mrs. Zheng is a little weird?
It seems that in the original book, Mrs. Zheng supported Miss Yu's reconciliation. The reason was that reconciling Zhou Han could embarrass Zhou Han, humiliate him even more, and prevent Zhou Han from getting along with Miss Yu. Zheng's behavior changed. Ways to keep the two of them from being alone.
However, now Zheng seems to be teaching Zhou Han a lesson, but he is completely trying to win them over together.
Yu Nuan lowered her eyes in thought, almost ignorant.
After leaving Zheng's place, she only followed behind him, like a little tail, dawdling.
He is tall, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. From behind, he looks inexplicably majestic and difficult to get close to. Standing behind him, Yu Nuan felt a little stressed.
Zhou Han's courtyard is located in a remote place of the Zhou family, so the surrounding area is extremely clean, and there are no people coming and going like the main courtyard.
Mrs. Zheng seemed to be determined, and even sent a close-fitting big maid to stand guard at the door, telling them to be alone at ease and not to go out unless necessary.
As soon as Yu Nuan returned to the room, she nodded lightly to him and said: "What mother said, you don't have to worry about it, you and I are doing things, just separate."
She walked slowly into the study room, and struggled to pull out a history book with a strange cover color from among the many military history books, feeling that this book should be less boring than the other books.
She slowly took off her shoes, revealing her feet as soft as jade snow. Feeling his gaze, she immediately retracted her feet into her skirt tactfully.
She was lying on the embroidered couch a little far away, with her back turned to him, her waistline was slender and her black hair was scattered, revealing half of her white and soft neck, looking inexplicably delicate.
However, she hadn't turned the page for half a cup of tea.
Because she can't understand it very well.
She found that this history book was excerpted in jaw language, and the format was very strange. Even though there was his draft beside it, she still struggled to read it.
Part of the reason is that his handwriting is too sloppy. Although it is very organized, she really feels that her eyes hurt.
However, as a well-known talented woman and goddess in Chang'an, Miss Yu, who claims to know several ancient characters and palate languages, how could she not even understand such a small book?
This is obviously impossible.
Talented women must be stable.
She flicked over a page, pretending to be serious.
But she heard the man behind her, with an elegant and indifferent voice: "These pages are the main list."
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Yu Nuan only felt buzzing in her ears, so embarrassed that she couldn't extricate herself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com