Chapter 6 Qinglian's past has become dust

Hearing that there was no movement in the courtyard, Qinglian raised her head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info She thought about it, and if someone would have a mocking expression, she would ignore it. Because, she represents the entire Huan family. If it weren't for King Minghui, there would have been no such person as Hao Qinglian in this world. After the death of King Hui, this huge Minghui palace had no support, and she didn't believe that King Hui's only daughter was famous for embroidered pillows. Because the descendants of King Minghui will not be bad after all. My father also said that if there was no emperor in the world, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty would be turbulent. And if there is no King Minghui in the world, the people of the world will be restless and panic. Such rebellious words came out of my father's mouth. Wei Qinglian only felt that what her father said was right. Because King Minghui is a benefactor.

"I believe in you. An Lingluo chuckled, yes, I believe you. Qinglian, if it weren't for you. I am in the Zhou family, and I have long been calculated and no longer exist.

"From this day forward, I hope that those who stay here will be familiar with the rules here. ”

An Lingluo's eyes darkened, and the hearts of the people below jumped. "Yes, miss. ”

At the beginning of this year, my father died. It was at this time that she suddenly realized that she was no longer the wayward girl who was sheltered alone. As the saying goes, the wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and there were a few people who really inherited their father's love and came to take care of them. The fists in An Lingluo's sleeves were clenched together. She looked up at Xue Shi, whose face was full of gentleness, and secretly made up her mind.

"Mian'er, tell me about what happened in the mansion recently. An Lingluo put down the scriptures in her hand, she looked at the scriptures now, only feeling desolate, but when she thought of the past, she picked up the scriptures again.

Mian'er didn't doubt him, and told An Lingluo everything he knew about what had happened in the mansion recently. An Lingluo frowned when she heard Mian'er talking about the newly moved Zhou family opposite. Mian'er looked at An Lingluo as she spoke, and the girl was very impatient to listen to these in the past. Since the death of the prince, the girl has stayed in her boudoir every day and does not go out. Madame didn't know how worried. She opened her mouth, and finally persuaded her, "Miss is young, Mian'er knows that Miss is sad, but seeing Miss so sad, Mrs. is also sad, Mrs. has a bad appetite recently, she eats a small bowl of rice at every meal, and she hasn't eaten meat for a long time, because Mrs. said that she is sad... Mian'er stopped, looked at An Lingluo again, saw a thoughtful look on her face, paused and said, "Actually, Mian'er doesn't understand, but Mian'er hopes that Miss and Mrs. can be happy." “

An Lingluo was thinking about something, when she heard a voice outside, "What's wrong with Miss?" and heard a slightly lower voice answer her, "Siniang, please be quiet, how do you know that Miss is not resting, what should you do if you are so loud and noisy Miss." "It's Qinglian.

Sun Siniang's eyes widened, this is not the maid who only entered the mansion today to serve? How dare she, how dare she talk back to her! Laughing angrily, she gritted her teeth, "Miss never rests at this time on weekdays, you enter the mansion today, you still don't understand these rules, forget if you don't understand, what are you yelling in Miss's yard?" The corners of her mouth pulled sarcastically, this was to say that she was new and didn't understand the rules, so she actually rushed into her.

Qinglian lowered her head, "Siniang, Qinglian didn't mean that, but I'm afraid of making a noise." When he looked up again, his eyes were submissive. This girl gives people an indescribable feeling, as if she was born with a temperament. She pouted, not yet a maid.

"What are you arguing about? Don't you let Miss rest?" Mian'er pushed open the door, Sun Siniang looked at An Lingluo on the bed with a look of grievance, "Miss, the old slave just wants to remind Miss that this book is not good for her eyes after reading it for a long time, who knows that the new maid told me that Miss is resting." Old slave... An Lingluo looked at her quietly and raised the scriptures in his hand, "What the nurse said is that Lingluo has indeed seen it for a long time. Sun Siniang couldn't help but glance at Qinglian, and the corners of her mouth turned up. "But the nurse, I see that you are asleep and resting, who made you make noise outside my door? Is it that what Ling Luo is doing now, he needs to be reminded by the nurse?" Sun Siniang couldn't help but look up at An Ling Luo in shock, her eyes were clear, but there was a black whirlpool in the depths of her eyes. Miss was angry? In the past, Miss never said such about her, let alone in front of two maids.

Wei Qinglian was also slightly surprised, this Miss An was not quite the same as the rumors.

An Lingluo turned his eyes to look at her, "Qinglian, in the future, you will be like Mian'er, just wait closely." Nurse, I'm tired. Sun Siniang was so angry that she had to hold back. What do you mean, Miss not only lost her face in public, but also let this newcomer serve her! She is also ready to send her daughter Xiao Qiqi to Miss.

"Nurse, I'm talking now, and you won't listen, right?" Looking at Sun Siniang, she remembered those more or less things in the past, if it weren't for the fact that driving away the nurse would ruin her reputation, she would have driven her away a long time ago, and let her twitter in front of her.

Sun Siniang was taken aback, "The slave and maid retreated." Mian'er was a little puzzled, Miss had never counted Sun Siniang like this before. It seems that Miss can also see that this Sun Siniang grew up with Miss eating her milk, and every day she takes a large mouthful of people to calculate the palace, and the palace is really a place to raise idlers, hum!

An Lingluo glanced at Mian'er in surprise, this girl, what is her inexplicable nose shaking? Mian'er snorted lightly, expressing her disdain.

Qinglian stepped forward, gently took the scriptures from An Lingluo's hand, and twisted the quilt for An Lingluo. "Miss, let's rest, listen to Mrs., tomorrow the prince's younger brother An Jia's second master and his family will come back from Xicheng, Mrs. has vacated the back yard, and said that Miss will have a good rest tomorrow and go to the city gate with Mrs. to borrow the second master and them." ”

An Lingluo's face was grim, is it?

In this life, you have to think about entering the Minghui Mansion again!

As if seeing that An Lingluo's mood was wrong, Qinglian said, "Miss, don't worry, although I haven't seen the second master's family for a few years, Minghui Wangfu still has Yu Wei, even if there is anything wrong with the second master's family, there will be nothing." An Lingluo smiled faintly, "Qinglian is a female middle school Yao Shun, so I am naturally very relieved." ”

An Lingluo took a deep look at the puzzled crown, and the generous Qinglian lay down and closed her eyes. Listen to the sound of the two of them exiting.... A good night's sleep.....