When the two arrived at the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the vermilion door was closed, and there was a feeling of rejection from thousands of miles away, Qing Huan took a deep breath, although she had been to this gorgeous mansion several times, but every time she came, she felt that she was just an outsider, not to mention that the only father who doted on her was dead. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Knock, knock, knock" took a deep breath, Qing Huan tried his best to calm down, then stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door a few times, Bai Cang stood behind him with his arms crossed, and watched, the look in his eyes was bottomless, in order to avoid suspicion, he had already turned into a black-haired and black-eyed appearance.

I only heard the door "squeak" and opened, and the door was opened by a young servant who was not very old, wearing a good silk satin, and was slightly stunned when he saw the two of them, and asked a little suspiciously, "May I ask who you two are?"

Qing Huan heard this, only felt a slight shock in her heart, it stands to reason that she has been to the Prime Minister's Mansion many times, and most of the servants in this mansion know her, even if there are newcomers who don't know themselves, the people in the mansion will spread the word of mouth, why does this little servant look like he doesn't know himself at all.

Qing Huan calmed down slightly, but said to the little servant with faintly majestic eyes, "I'm Chen Qinghuan, the second lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, please go in and tell me."

"Second Miss?" The little servant became even more suspicious when he heard this, the expression on his face was even more confused, he touched his head and said a little impolitely, "Only one eldest lady in our Prime Minister's Mansion has married into the palace, and now she is Concubine Shu, I have never heard of any second miss, you can't be looking for the wrong person, right?"

Speaking of which, the little servant glanced at Qinghuan again, and saw that her clothes were not gorgeous, and there was a bit of contempt in her eyes, their prime minister's house was a big business, and there were never a few people who came to "touch porcelain", just in time for the death of the master, and the eldest lady was promoted to concubine, and there was an endless stream of people who came to mourn and offer gifts every day, and almost broke the threshold, and there were inevitably some people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity.

Qing Huan tried her best to endure the anger in her heart, her fists clenched in her hands, once upon a time she would have fallen to the point where she was now, standing at the door and being ridiculed by the little servants in her own house?

The little servant still looked a little reluctant, and stood at the door for a long time, as if he was very reluctant to go in and pray for them.

"This silver is for you, please go in and help me to tell you" In the end, Qing Huan sighed lightly, and took out a few pieces of loose silver from his sleeve and put them in the hands of the little servant.

The little servant looked at the silver in his hand with some disgust, and reluctantly stuffed it into his sleeve, and finally turned around slowly and entered the mansion to proclaim, Qing Huan stood at the door and swept inside, but found that there seemed to be many more people in the courtyard, most of whom she had never seen.

When the butler Fu, who was dressed in silk and satin and looked slightly fat, walked to the door, Qing Huan happily greeted him, hugged him and said, "Fu Bo!", this fat housekeeper has a kind face, and he has always been responsible for the monthly supply of silver taels in her small mansion, so he is very familiar with her.

"Second Miss, you're back" The Fu housekeeper saw her, there was a flash of joy in his eyes, and he immediately signaled the little servant who was not long-eyed to get out of the way and let them in, and when a few people came to the house, Fu Bo raised his eyes again but could not hide a little sadness, and said to Qing Huan in a somewhat sad tone, "Second Miss, you came back too late, when the master died, I stayed by the bedside, until the last moment he called your name in his mouth."

Suddenly hearing this sentence again, Qing Huan was stunned again, trying his best to control the feeling that the sadness hit again and was almost extinct, even so, he still gasped twice, and his eyes were already red.

"Second Miss..."Steward Fu stopped again, but there was a bit of deep hesitation on his face, and the appearance of wanting to speak made Qing Huan feel very confused and asked, "Fu Bo, what do you want to say?"

In the end, out of pity for her being alone, Steward Fu still pulled her slightly to a place to avoid people's ears and whispered a few words, "Now the eldest lady regards you as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, although I can let you in, but you must be more careful when you go to see the lady" Speaking of this, he glanced at the tall white sky beside him, as if he was a little relieved, "Fortunately, you also brought a son over, so I don't have to worry so much"

Qing Huan naturally knew that the Liu family didn't want to see her, it should be said that in the past ten years, she has never really liked herself, but because of her father's face, she pretended to be happy, after all, she was not her own daughter, and now that her father has died, she doesn't need to pretend.

"Fu Bo, thank you for the reminder, but I still want to ask you, is my father's death really due to a sudden illness?" Qing Huan said in a deep voice, but with red eyes, he leaned over and asked in Steward Fu's ear very calmly, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"This..."Steward Fu seemed to want to prompt something, but for some reason or out of the duty of his subordinates, in the end he still frowned deeply, and said to Qing Huan very apologetically, "I'm sorry, Second Miss, I have nothing to say about this matter."

Qing Huan heard this, but instantly understood his dilemma, so he didn't ask any more, and tried to squeeze out a smile on his face that was more ugly than crying, and said to Steward Fu, "Then Qing Huan is here, thank you for your care."

When the housekeeper saw her like this, he obviously felt extremely distressed, so he patted her on the shoulder and said, "You stupid child, what are you talking about, you have grown up under the watchful eye of my Fu Bo since you were a child, although you don't live in this mansion, but I see the master's love for you bit by bit", speaking of this, he seemed to think of something again, turned his head and leaned over and whispered in Qing Huan's ear" If you have any difficulties in the future, just contact me, and I will definitely not let you be left out and suffered."

Qing Huan listened to this, but her heart was even more moved, everyone listened to the master's instructions to do things, but Fu Bo was willing to disobey the order of the Liu family, and was willing to help herself when she was in trouble and suffering, which really moved her, and tried her best to restrain her sad emotions and replied, "As the saying goes, sending charcoal in the snow is commendable, Fu Bo, your little kindness, Qing Huan will definitely keep it in mind, and he will repay him with a spring one day."

Here, Bai Cang saw that the housekeeper looked good, obviously there was something important to tell Qing Huan, so he didn't go any further, but just walked around the prime minister's mansion with some curiosity, his tall and handsome figure naturally attracted the maids in this mansion to look sideways, but he didn't care at all, only along the red wall slightly exerted his mana to probe but found that the auspicious aura that the prime minister's mansion should have as an important official of the court was all broken, and it no longer existed, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart.