She would not promise to protect him all her life. She had been spoiled and had always been arrogant. At this moment, she felt that it was Xue Bai's fault that he was unwilling to take this risk for her.

However, Xue Bai turned around and said again.

"Today I can serve delicious food and make Lady Yao smile, I am satisfied."

His eyes had returned to clarity, and he was not fooled by her beauty. He had a noble character and an air of purity. He bowed solemnly and then raised his head, his expression filled with compassion and reluctance.

Yang Yuyao suddenly remembered that he said "I specially prepared it for Yao Niang", and suddenly thought that he actually treated her very well.

But her anger will not completely disappear like this.

"I want more than just a few dishes."

"I will stay for a few more days and teach Deng the art of cooking. For the rest of my life, even though I will be in the Prime Minister's house, I know that Yao Niang can taste my cooking at any time... What more can I ask for?"

"I don't believe you. Do you think I don't know how ambitious you are? You are deliberately trying to create a joint venture with me."

"Yes, when a man stands in this world, he should have great ambitions and be upright." Xue Bai said: "My right minister can provide me with the future I want, so I agreed to marry into my wife."

"Idiot." Yang Yuyao said: "You were deceived by Brother Nu. People say he asked for cockfighting cocks and meat-loin knives. How can he give you a bright future?"

With that said, she took two steps forward, held Xue Bai's waist, and coaxed him again with kind words.

"Although you are a smart young man, you have not experienced much in the world. I don't know who really treats you well, and you fall into the den of tigers and wolves."

Xue Bai said: "I have lost my life experience. There is a brand on the back of my neck. I am afraid I will still be an official slave. It is difficult to settle down and make a life. How could I have a choice at that time?"

"Come, let me take a look."

Xue Bai sat down on the bench, pulled his shirt back further, and felt Yang Yuyao's fingers gently caressing the scar on his neck.

"Don't be afraid, even if there is an injury, it may not be a brand."

"But because of this I don't dare to search for my true identity. Only the Prime Minister's Office can protect me."

After saying that, Xue Bai stood up and walked towards the door of the house.

"You," Yang Yuyao said angrily, still feeling his warmth on her fingertips, "are you not as powerful as the Lady of Guo State as you are in the Right Prime Minister's Palace?!"

Xue Bai had opened the door and stepped across the threshold.

Yang Yuyao's anger had not completely dissipated, and now she felt even more like being teased. She was furious, her mood was ups and downs, and she could not calm down.

Angry, she had many ways to punish him.

"Stop!"

Xue Bai then stood in the courtyard and let the snowflakes fall on him.

He turned around, still stubbornly refusing to give in, and only left her a poem——

"Huanjun Mingzhu sheds tears, wishing we could meet again before we were married."

~~

Mingzhu briefly glanced at the figure in the independent courtyard, then returned her gaze to the skirt of a maid in front, and followed them into the boudoir.

There were many pieces of broken porcelain on the ground. She swept them with a broom and took a peek to see Yang Yuyao stroking her forehead and drinking wine.

Feeling someone peeking, Yang Yuyao turned around and saw Mingzhu's delicate appearance and slim figure, and waved her forward.

"Come here and talk to me."

"Ma'am, are you worried?"

"How dare he disobey me..."

Mingzhu listened for a while, then cautiously stretched out her hand to pat Yang Yuyao's shoulder. Thinking that Xue Bai had begged for her, she whispered: "When a man sees beautiful women from all over the country, there are so many like hungry ghosts pounce on their food, Xue Langjun can

Being so dignified, I guess he is a master who has no shortage of women. But he treats his wife with sincerity, which shows that he does not focus on sex, but on love."

She knows how to talk to someone on the pillow, and not all of her words are good. She only uses the last few words to touch her master's heart.

Yang Yuyao snorted coldly, still annoyed, and said: "He only has power."

But thinking back to Xue Bai's poem at this time, she felt a little different, and told the maid: "Is he still in the courtyard? Arrange a guest room for him."

The maids retreated, and Mingzhu stopped talking. She beat her shoulders and comforted her, trying to calm Yang Yuyao's emotions.

"It feels comfortable for you."

"The servants are those who serve others."

Mingzhu responded shyly. When Yang Yuyao looked at her, she bit her lip and whispered: "The slave family... The slave family can actually serve the lady..."

~~

It was broad daylight when I woke up.

Yang Yuyao opened her eyes and stroked Mingzhu's blue hair with some affection.

She has gotten what she got, but what she hasn't gotten yet still makes her worried.

"The son-in-law of the right prime minister's house? Ha."

After all, Yang Yuyao was unwilling to give in. She stood up, called a confidant and asked: "Is there any family that is not afraid of the power of Brother Nu and can honestly listen to my arrangements?"

"This is not easy to find. Although the lady is noble and unparalleled, she is not more intimidating than a person like the right minister who does mundane things. If you want to find such a door, I'm afraid you have to..."

"Then go and prepare a thoughtful little gift. I want to see the imperial concubine."

"yes."
Chapter completed!