Looking across the veil from the owner of the lazy voice, Leng Qing fell into deep thought.

Promised?

If she agreed, she could leave this green building without facing the situation of being forced to accept that guest, and she didn't have to think about how to get out and protect herself. But he has to sell himself to the other party as a personal maid for three years!

She doesn't know what the other party does, if the other party is the same person as the man who kidnapped her, or someone who committed a lawsuit behind her back, then she Leng Qing is really "no future".

Don't say yes?

There is no doubt that she will continue to stay in this green building, and she will be forced to pick up customers by the ** called Mother Hua.

If she can figure out a way to get out before she is forced to pick up customers, that's fine, if she doesn't, then ......

Leng Qing shuddered, she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

After waiting for a long time and not hearing Leng Qing's answer, the owner of the lazy voice seemed to be a little unhappy.

Tapped the table with one hand and made a rhythmic tapping sound, and a soft and slow voice sounded slowly: "What, do you want to stay in this Wanchun Building all the time, be a fan for a lifetime, and be at the mercy of others for the rest of your life?"

"I promise you!" The lazy voice fell, and Leng Qing suddenly opened his mouth.

Without waiting for the man to answer, Leng Qing said again: "I promise you to sell yourself to you for three years and be your personal maid." However, it must be clearly written on the deed of sale that during the contract period, I will only do things within the scope of the maid's share, and I will not be able to do anything that violates conscience and morality and is difficult for strong people, and I also have the absolute right to refuse!"

Plan ahead for a rainy day, one of the tenets of Leng Qing.

Because of the fine white veil, Leng Qing couldn't see the man behind the white veil, and after listening to her request, her thin lips gently hooked up an evil smile to the side, which was a smile that had succeeded in some kind of purpose.

Then, I saw my thin lips open lightly, and said slowly: "Okay, I will agree to all your requests." ”

Hearing the man say yes to everything, Leng Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

When saying these conditions, Leng Qing was actually very worried that the other party would not agree.

In order to ensure her own safety and interests, only when the other party agrees to these conditions can Leng Qing dare to sign a deed of sale with the other party with confidence.

Then, Leng Qing heard the man command in a soft voice: "Muwen, prepare the four treasures of the study, and make a deed of sale." ”

"Yes, sir. A low, respectful male voice rang out.

The next moment, Leng Qing only felt a strong wind blowing in her ears.

Turning her head, Leng Qing only saw the green gauze tent behind her swaying gently, and after looking back at the white gauze, the figure behind the man sitting behind the tea table disappeared.

A moment later, another gust of wind blew through Leng Qing's ears.

Leng Qing raised her eyes to look at the man sitting at the tea table behind the white veil, and there was already a slender man standing beside him.

On closer inspection, the man sitting at the table seemed to be holding a brush and writing something on the table.

Leng Qing thought, he was probably writing a deed of sale!

After about a minute or two, the man put down the brush in his hand and whispered to the man standing beside him: "Muwen, take this deed of sale and sign it for this girl." ”

"Yes. Father. The same short, muffled voice.

The man guarding the tea table reached out and picked up a raft of paper full of words from the tea table, walked slowly to the white yarn, and reached out to pick up the white yarn.

The man was slender, with three thousand green silk combed into a high ponytail at the back of his head, slightly fair skin, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a blue-gray robe, but he was a pastoral scholar.

Mu Wen held a three-foot Qingfeng in his left hand, a raft paper full of ink characters in his right hand, an ink-colored belt one palm wide and buckled with dark iron around his waist, and a tall official boot with black dark patterns and gold wire inlays.

When Leng Qing looked at Mu Wen, Mu Wen had already walked in front of Leng Qing.

Placing the raft paper with the words written in his hand in the vacant space next to the long table with the guqin in front of Leng Qing, Mu Wen put a brush stained with ink and a round white flat porcelain box containing red ink ink that he had conjured out of nowhere.

Putting down the things, Mu Wen took a step back with his sword, and did not look at Leng Qing, but said coldly: "Girl, please sign the deed of sale." ”

No longer looking at Mu Wen, Leng Qing lowered her head and reached out to pick up the raft paper on the table with words written on it and looked at it carefully.

I saw that on the far left side of the raft paper were written vertically "Deed of Sale" in three neat italic characters.

Leng Qing was in a cold sweat - it was indeed a deed of sale! Then continue to look down.

At this moment, Leng Qing intuitively felt lucky, because the deed of sale written by this man was written in italics. It's not like Zhu Zimo likes to write in small seals - it looks laborious and difficult to understand.

The deed of sale reads as follows:

I, Leng Qing, voluntarily sold myself to Yan Gongzi as a personal maid, responsible for Yan Gongzi's daily life, as long as it is what a personal maid should do, Yan Gongzi can ask Leng Qing to do it. However, Yan Gongzi cannot force Leng Qing to do things that violate conscience and morality and are difficult for strong people, and Leng Qing has the right to refuse. The selling time is three years, and the monthly silver is thirty taels.

If Lu Xueyue sees this deed of sale, she is afraid that she will wail: she only has ten taels of silver for a year of work in Zhu Mansion!!

Belch...... Of course, the deed of sale is coherent from beginning to end, and the broken sentence is completely broken by Leng Qing herself!

The date of the deed of sale was March 16, the eighth year of the last century, and the final payment was the man's name - Yan Ziming.

After confirming that it was correct, Leng Qing picked up the pen and wrote her name next to the word "Yan Ziming".

Putting down the brush in her hand, Leng Qing stretched out her right thumb and tapped it on the round white flat porcelain box containing the ink, and then pressed hard under her name, and a red fingerprint was left on the deed of sale.

Watching Mu Wen take a step forward and carefully put away the deed of sale with his name and fingerprint, Leng Qing thought a little sadly: From today on, she will be someone else's maid, and she is still close!

"Muwen, pack up your things and go and call Mother Hua. The lazy voice sounded unhurriedly after Mu Wen put away the deed of sale.

"Yes, sir. Mu Wen respectfully agreed.

Put away the brush on the long table and the round white flat porcelain box with red ink, only to see Mu Wen's figure flicker, and disappeared in an instant. At least, in Leng Qing's opinion, it was instantaneous.

After Mu Wen left, only the sound of Chunchun pouring wine remained in the huge wing, and no one spoke anymore, and the atmosphere was a little strangely quiet.

However, the people sitting on both sides of the white yarn are not ordinary people, their concentration is extraordinary, and they can stand it no matter how quiet they are.

It didn't take long for Muwen to come back with Mother Hua to break the silence.

"Oh, master, it's a big night here, why haven't you rested yet!"

Through the thick layers of green gauze tent, Leng Qing heard Mother Hua's voice, and Leng Qing had goosebumps all over her body.

As the last layer of green gauze tent was lifted, the expressionless Mu Wen and the flower mother who thought she was dressed enchantingly but were actually terrifying appeared in front of Leng Qing together.

"Mother Hua, is this how you Wanchun Mansion entertains your master?" did not answer Mother Hua's polite words, only a voice that was cold enough to make people shiver sounded.

It's the same gentleness, but it's no longer lazy.

Hearing that cold voice, except for Mu Wen, Leng Qing and Mother Hua were all stunned.

However, Leng Qing is not as obvious as the mother who has the same flower.

Leng Qing just thought to herself: What does this man want to do? It seems that she hasn't offended him since she came in! They even happily signed a deed of sale......

At the moment when she saw Leng Qing sitting in front of the piano table, Mother Hua thought that Leng Qing had not served the uncle sitting behind the white veil.

At this moment, as soon as she heard the uncle's similar questioning, Mother Hua was even more sure of her guess.

Then, Mother Hua hurriedly smiled at the man behind the white veil and said: "Oh, master, don't be angry first! This girl also came to our Wanchun Building in the past two days, and she has not been admonished, and her temperament may be quite strong, so please bear with me, don't worry about this little hoof." Why don't mom, I'll go and call you the top girl in our building, Red Peony, to serve you?

"Flutter-" A chuckle rang out untimely.

As soon as she heard the name, Leng Qing couldn't help but laugh on the spot.

Is there really someone who calls it this kind of name?! Vulgar! It's unbearable! But it really matches this kind of environment!

After Leng Qing laughed, Leng Qing directly received an eye knife from Hua Mother next to her.

Leng Qing felt that the eye knife seemed to be saying to her: Laugh, laugh, laugh!

Originally, Mother Hua thought that the uncle behind the white yarn would gladly accept her mention, after all, the red peony was the top brand in their Wanchun Building, not to mention the overnight gold, at least it was a hundred gold! Not everyone has the opportunity to let her serve.

However, the uncle's words made Mother Hua's heart fall to the bottom in an instant, and it was shattered.

The cold voice regained its previous laziness, and he could only hear him speak slowly and ask, "What kind of red peony is that, is this little concubine of the master beautiful?"

The corners of Leng Qing's mouth twitched obviously.

As soon as she heard the word "concubine", Leng Qing understood what the man meant.

After all, she was now in Wanchun Tower, and if that man was to take her out of here without arousing suspicion, and to avoid any trouble that might arise in the future, there had to be an undoubted and convincing reason, but—

Little concubine??Leng Qing was directly speechless......

As for Mu Wen, who had been expressionless all the time, if you looked closely, you could see that the green tendons on his forehead were jumping and jumping very happily, and it was obvious that he was also shocked by the man's words.

Mother Hua on the side was directly stunned, it was obvious that the word "concubine" she said to the man could not be digested normally.

I'm afraid that no one will be able to digest it normally, after all, Leng Qing clearly said that she is from the Zhu Mansion.