C75 (1/2)

A soft breeze blew, lifting up the curtains of the carriage, revealing half of her face. She was gentle and gentle, with a hint of a spoiled manner as she said, ”Uncle Xu …”

The steward had the inexplicable feeling of 'a woman cannot be kept in a house, and will only stay and leave to make enemies'. In the end, he hatefully said, ”You should cover your face and not sully the name of my young lady.”

The Zhuo Family's carriage had the symbol of the Zhuo Family, and Bao Fu was quite famous in the capital. If someone found out about this, trouble would inevitably ensue.

”I know, I know.” Bao Fu Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled. He then raised his sleeves to cover his face, revealing only his smiling peach blossom eyes. ”This should work, right?”

With a cold snort, the butler got into the carriage and sat by Bao Fu's side.

The Zhuo clan and the Su palace were separated by two streets. Even if the butler was driving a horse, it still took a lot of time.

When they arrived at the Su residence, the butler brought the carriage and horses to the backyard under the guidance of a servant. Bao Liusheng and Zhuo Qingfeng entered the Su residence together.

From afar, the two of them heard Su Mu's shout, ”Teacher, be gentle. It hurts. Mistress, please come and protect me. ”

”When did she acknowledge a master?” Bao Fu Cheng muttered to himself, completely confused. When he was in Wu City, he had never heard of Su Mu having a teacher. However, after Su Mu was escorted into the capital, he did not have much chance to do so.

The two of them quickened their pace.

”You are?” the old lady asked as she saw the two of them.

”My daughter Zhuo Qingfeng is a friend of the Su Clan's eldest daughter, Su Qing.” Zhuo Qingfeng bowed towards the old lady.

Bao Fu Cheng was startled. Didn't they say she was Su Mu's best friend? How could she be the young miss of the Su family?

Qingfeng put his elbow on the bag and Bao Fu Sheng came back to his senses. ”I am the son of the Bao Residence, Bao Fu. I am Su Mu's good friend. When I heard that she had woken up, I specially came to take a look.”

The old lady returned the greeting. ”The old woman is her mistress. You can call her Auntie Song.” The old lady had a kind personality, but it was a bit strange when she heard Su Mu's screams.

”Auntie Song, what happened to her?” Bao Fusheng asked curiously.

The old lady covered her mouth and laughed, ”I offended her master. ”Don't worry, this old man knows his limits. This little girl is only calling out loudly.”

Bao Fusheng was curious about the old lady's identity, but he couldn't directly ask, so he tried to guess who she was.

After half a quarter of an hour, the old man came out of Su Mu's room with a rough clay bowl in his hand. Inside the bowl was some black paste that emitted a sweet fragrance.

”This damned girl, howling so loudly. Those who don't know her would think I'm slaughtering pigs!” The old man angrily came over and complained to the old lady. He didn't even look at Bao Fusheng and Zhuo Qingfeng and after he finished complaining, he ran off to who knows where.

”This old man's temper isn't too good, so don't mind him.” The old granny said awkwardly, ”You all want to see Su Mu, now you can go and take a look.”

Zhuo Qingfeng looked at the bag and it floated in his eyes. The bag consciously said: ”You go first, I will sit in the yard for a while.”

There was a stone table in the courtyard, and it was filled to the brim with unknown herbs. The thick clay bowl that the old man had taken out was right there, in the middle of a pile of herbs. It was very eye-catching.

Bao Fu Cheng sat by the stone table as he watched Zhuo Qingfeng enter Su Mu's room.

Fu Cheng, who was wrapped up tightly, fiddled with the herbs on the table, thinking about how long it would be before Zhuo Qingfeng could relax his guard and obediently let him eavesdrop.