Chapter 473

"You stay here. As soon as the young master has a need, you will go to serve him. Do you know?" As soon as sun Fengzi went out of the door, her face suddenly became gloomy, and she whispered to a selected unlucky egg.

The maid who was named turned pale. She thought of Zhao Yifei's ferocity and didn't want to stay.

But this kind of thing, is not she a small servant to be able to decide, only wrongly agreed: "yes, I will take good care of the young master."

Sun Fengzi took back her sight with satisfaction, turned her head and finally looked at the closed door, sighed and walked away.

She still has an account to settle with Zhao Shunchang. Zhao Yifei is a piece of meat that falls from her body. She is reluctant to fight, scold or lose her temper with him. Zhao Shunchang is different.

Sun Fengzi's departure also took away most of the servants who had just helped Zhao Yifei carry him upstairs, leaving only the girl who was obviously very reluctant.

Zhao fuming had been hiding behind a large vase on the edge of the corridor. After sun Fengzi left, Shi Shiran came out from behind the vase and headed for the room where Zhao Yifei was.

The maid looked down at her toes and kept thinking about the way Zhao Yifei had just thrown things around. Thinking that she might be called in later, she felt extremely scared.

And at this time, a shadow suddenly appeared in her side, a hand is no sign of climbing to her shoulder.

The maid's face was white and her eyes were staring. She wanted to scream, but suddenly she heard a concerned question: "are you ok? You look so ugly. What's wrong with your body?"

The maid was stunned. She turned her head stiffly and saw the worried Zhao fuming.

"Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu Ming."

When Zhao fuming heard the maid's address, his eyes quickly flashed a cold light.

The servants in this house, including the housekeeper, will only call him "master fuming" when they see him. It is different from Zhao Yulin's eldest daughter and Zhao Yifei's young master, who calls him "master fuming" directly.

Just a slight difference of address, we can see his status in this family.

Zhao Fulin and Zhao Yifei are the descendants of the Zhao family. Oh, by the way, after today, there may be another young master named Zhao Yichen.

And he is just an illegitimate son who can't get on the stage and is not recognized.

The emotion in Zhao's eyes came quickly and dispersed quickly. However, after a short time, Zhao regained his former smile and asked softly, "Why are you still standing here with such an ugly face? Do you feel sick? "

It has to be said that Zhao fuming's appearance as a hypocrite is very deceptive in some cases.

As soon as she heard Zhao fuming's words full of concern, she was so moved that she subconsciously compared the two young masters of the Zhao family.

"Master fuming, I'm... I'm fine. The young master is resting in it. The third lady asked me to guard here."

When Zhao fuming heard the speech, he immediately pretended to be surprised: "is cousin resting in it? Do you feel sick? "

The maid was stunned and asked, "don't you know that master fuming? The third young master has just been injured. "

The expression on Zhao fuming's face was more surprised than concerned: "how did you get hurt?"

The maid was in a bit of a dilemma. Zhao fuming "considerate" didn't continue to ask. He changed the topic and said: "my little cousin is injured. As a brother, I should go to see how he is injured."

When the maid heard that Zhao fuming wanted to go in to see Zhao Yifei, her face changed slightly. She said hurriedly: "master fuming, the third master's injury is not particularly serious. Now you still need to rest. Just..."

The maid really can't bear to let a tender and considerate young man like Zhao fuming go in to face Zhao Yifei's Luocha. She kindly stops her. It's a pity that someone doesn't intend to lead her at all.

"I know that my cousin is injured and should have a good rest, but if I don't go in and have a look, I'm always worried. Don't worry. I'll go in and have a look. I'll come out immediately. I won't disturb my cousin's rest. " Zhao fuming looked at the maid and said with a smile, "I think you're very tired. I think you've been busy all day. You'd better go back and have a rest. I'll keep you here."

"How can it be? Master fuming, third lady, she asked me to... "

The maid wanted to refuse, but Zhao fuming interrupted again: "didn't you just say that my little cousin needs a rest? In that case, it's useless for you to guard here. You'd better go down and have a rest now. This side is at home, not outside. Nothing will happen. "

The maid was moved by Zhao fuming, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice: "then... I... I'll go down first. Master fuming himself... Be careful."

Zhao fuming nodded with a smile: "go."

Watching the maid go downstairs, Zhao fuming's smile suddenly converged. He turned to hold the door handle and opened the door.

Although Zhao Yifei's hand has been taken back, the previous dislocation and the simple and crude treatment behind still make him energetic.

If it wasn't for the sweat and the clothes sticking on him, Zhao Yifei didn't even bother to move.

After changing clothes with a hand that hasn't completely recovered, Zhao Yifei falls directly on the soft big bed to conserve his energy.

Who knows, just lay down not long, then heard someone open the door into the voice.

Zhao Yifei, who was already in a bad mood, immediately sat up from the bed like a firefight. He didn't know who the person was. He picked up the nearest thing from the bed and threw it out.

"Don't you say don't come in if you have nothing to do? Are you deaf or your head is jammed by the door? Get out of here

As soon as Zhao fuming entered the door, he saw a black object smashing towards his side, which was a reflection of hiding on the side.

A dull Bang reverberated in the open room. Zhao turned his head and looked around. After seeing the scattered things on the ground, his eyes flashed slightly.

It's a photo frame made of solid wood. Just listen to the sound, you can imagine what would happen if it hit you.

I don't know whether he was angry or tired. After throwing things, Zhao Yifei began to take a few breaths. He found that the people in the room had not left yet. Just as he wanted to scold again, he heard a joking voice that shouldn't have appeared here. First, he said, "my little cousin is very angry today."

Zhao Yifei's whole body was stiff. He looked up with red eyes. At one glance, he faced the comer's smiling face and cried out: "Zhao fuming!"