It's been a few days. Since Xue Ling'er was punished, Han Moyu has been replaced by a maid named Dong Nu'er. It was a rather wooden girl, average-looking, and unusually honest. Han Moyu looked at Dong Nu'er's unsmiling face, and felt a little unaccustomed.

These days, Han Moyu hasn't slept well at night. She was used to Xue Ling'er by her side. Xue Ling'er is such a well-behaved and lovely girl, gentle and clever. Since her brother Han Changyu left the Han Mansion, Han Moyu's identity has become the eldest son of the Han Mansion, and she moved from Qiuyue Pavilion to Liuyunju, but she doesn't want anyone, so she wants Xue Ling'er to take care of her. Xue Ling'er has been following Han Moyu for almost three years. She was already very accustomed to Xue Linger's service. In the past few days, Xue Ling'er has not been around, and Han Moyu actually feels a little uncomfortable, and always feels that she is missing a companion.

So, she walked towards the courtyard; She wanted to see how the girl was doing. As soon as he stepped into the door of the courtyard, Han Moyu saw Xue Ling'er. At this moment, she was wearing a shallow grass green coat, sitting in the courtyard, scrubbing the clothes in the basin vigorously. The two large basins next to them were filled with freshly washed clothes, and the wooden basins were wet and piled up, and they had not had time to dry. And the bamboo pole beside her was already full of clothes and sheets, dripping water. The golden sunlight sprinkled on Gong Rou'er, setting a beautiful halo for her. Such a scene is unexpectedly beautiful. Han Moyu was like that, looking at her from afar, without making a sound.

"Young Master Hanmoyu, why are you here? Get out of here! How to stay here! Xue Ling'er suddenly turned her head, saw Han Moyu, and quickly wiped her hands and stood up. She was very pleasantly surprised when she saw Han Moyu, thinking that she probably still had a drama and could return to Han Moyu's side; However, on the other hand, she did not dare to show her joy too blatantly, because Madame Han had just punished her, which made her still feel uneasy. She can't afford to make any more trouble.

"Are you okay these days?" Han Mo asked.

"I'm fine, thank you young master for your concern!" Just because of a casual greeting, Xue Ling'er's face flushed with happiness. She bowed slightly, and the courtesy was thoughtful. Han Moyu followed her drooping gaze and saw Xue Ling'er's hands that were blistered red. Xue Ling'er also knew that Han Moyu had seen it, and when she saw the concern in her eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little happy in her heart. Deliberately moved his red and swollen hands again, but in the eyes of others, he looked at a loss.

"What's wrong with your hand?!" Han Moyu exclaimed, wanting to reach out and grab Xue Ling'er's hand.

Xue Ling'er showed surprise at the right time, and then hurriedly hid her hand behind her. Han Moyu didn't care about etiquette, frowned and grabbed Xue Ling'er's wrist - Xue Ling'er's body tried her best to retreat, but the outstretched hands were still unobstructed: the slender jade hands that were originally smooth and delicate like green onions were now red and swollen, like carrots; There were even blood marks on the back of the hand, and it seemed that the owner of the hand had gone through a lot of abuse.

"What's going on?!" Han Moyu stared at Xue Ling'er with a distressed expression.

Xue Ling'er deliberately lowered her head and said with tears in her eyes: "It's not tight, it's just frozen." The roast will be fine. Young Master Moyu, don't pull the slave maid, you will gossip when you are seen by others. The status of the slave and maid did not dare to tarnish the reputation of the young master of Moyu. ”

"Well, what nonsense! I treat you like a sister and a good friend! Don't stay here anymore; This is not the kind of menial work you should be doing! Come back with me, I'll tell my mother. Han Moyu took Xue Ling'er's hand and said, "Anyway, I'm the only young master in the Han Mansion now, I don't believe that my mother won't even give me this little face." ”

"The young master of Moyu's concern will be remembered by the slave and maid; However, the slave didn't want the young master to have a dispute with his wife because of the slave and maid. Xue Ling'er showed a timid expression.

"I will let whoever I want to serve; I still have that power. Unless you don't want to serve me anymore. Han Moyu looked at Xue Ling'er, and secretly made up her mind in her heart, even if she turned her face with her mother, she must let Xue Ling'er stay by her side: "I'm used to you staying by my side; I don't feel used to it without you. ”

"Thank you, young master!" Xue Ling'er suddenly knelt down, crying pear blossoms with rain, "Young master, the slave doesn't dare anymore." As long as the slave and maid can return to the young master again, the slave and maid will definitely keep to themselves, serve the young master well, and never do foolish things again! ”

"Okay." Han Mo said.

Once, Han Moyu was so afraid of his mother that he didn't even dare to look at it; However, now Hanmo is not afraid. It's not that he has been elevated by virtue of his identity, but that Han Moyu has lost the reason to be afraid. Her heart was already cold. The big deal is to be punished to kneel, or whipped, denied food, or at most, to be kicked out of the house. Such an empty cold mansion, don't leave it.

Xue Ling'er looked at Han Moyu, and suddenly the red glow on her face became more vivid, she looked at her stupidly, and did not speak. What did the young master mean when he said this? Xue Ling'er fluttered, with infinite fantasies; However, soon, she pressed those fantasies to the bottom: how could someone as noble as a fairy like Young Master Moyu be interested in me? I am but a lowly subordinate; I am a beggar living on the streets, a wild child with a mother and no father...... What illusions can I have? As long as I can stay by such a person's side with peace of mind, without worrying about food and clothing, and not afraid of being beaten and cold, I will be satisfied. Thinking of this, Xue Ling'er smiled disappointedly.

Han Moyu negotiated the conditions with Mrs. Han in exchange for Xue Ling'er. In the surprised and envious eyes of everyone, Han Moyu brought Xue Ling'er back to Liuyunju and asked her to be her personal maid, responsible for taking care of her diet and daily life. Xue Linger's favorite thing is to get up early every morning and comb the young master's hair.

The hair was as smooth as brocade, moist as cold jade, and exuded a faint orchid fragrance; She likes to gently comb the waist-length black hair like a waterfall over and over again, and when her fingers pass through that hair, an inexplicable feeling will swell in her heart at the same time. It was as if then, time would stand still.

Sometimes, Xue Ling'er would repeat the same action over and over again, forgetting what she was doing. Whenever that time, Han Moyu would smile and say, "Xue Ling'er, you are distracted again." What are you thinking? Xue Ling'er would apologize again and again in a panic, and then quickly put her hair in a bun for Han Moyu.