Ming Yulong thought to herself that it would be better for her to earn more and more money in the future.

Looking at Feng'er's old and white clothes, she added:

"You've got time to buy two pretty clothes, and I'll pay you the bill. When the time comes, I will take you with me to attend the Queen Mother's birthday. ”

"Wow, miss, the slave has never been to a banquet. This year is the 60th birthday of the Queen Mother, and it will be very exciting and gorgeous.

I heard that the young ladies who go to each family have to give the queen mother a performance to celebrate her birthday, if the young lady wants to go, what program should she prepare? ”

Feng'er exclaimed excitedly, if she went to participate in the Queen Mother's birthday, she really couldn't dress too ugly, and she would embarrass the young lady.

"What else to prepare, there are only seven days left, and then there will be a makeshift performance."

She has to read the account book, write a plan for Rong Yi, and read those books.

Plus you have to go to school during the day, who cares about what shows and performances.

"Miss, the Queen Mother's birthday is very important. Miss Feng'er Zhidao was busy, and the time was a little rushed.

But Miss better prepare, otherwise it will be troublesome to not know what to perform on that day. ”

On that day, the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital were there, and it was the best opportunity for the young lady to wash away her past image.

Feng'er was thinking about Ming Yulong wholeheartedly, and seeing that she didn't pay attention to her at all, her anxious face wrinkled.

Ming Yulong glanced at her, and saw through Feng'er's mind at a glance, this little girl, small is small, and she is quite worried.

She yawned, "Don't worry, I won't let myself be disgraced there." ”

Seeing that she had been busy all day during the day and was a little tired, Feng'er didn't say anything anymore and went to work on her own business.

After spending another two hours reading the rest of the ledger, Ming Yulong climbed into bed to rest, pulled the quilt and covered his body, but he couldn't sleep for a while.

Thinking of what happened in Rong Yi during the day today, she became more and more curious about what secrets the original body had?

Who was the person who kept shouting "Long'er" in her head?

Until I thought about it hurt my brain, I didn't think of anything.

Ming Yulong looked out the window depressedly, and the man in black never appeared again, it should be that she noticed something unusual last time.

I thought about it again, what should come will always come.

Now, she'd better sleep.

Nothing happened overnight.

The moon moved and the sun rose, and Ming Yulong was woken up by Feng'er's voice as usual.

"Miss, Miss, hurry up." Feng'er knew that she had the gas to get up, and now she didn't dare to stand by her bed, lest she kick her.

"What's the matter?" Ming Yulong slept late last night, wishing he could sleep for one more minute, squinting his eyes and humming.

"Miss, the slave maid opened the courtyard door just now and saw Aunt Ding and the third lady kneeling in front of the door of our Linglong Residence."

Ming Yulong was still asleep, waved his hand and said, "Kneel and kneel." ”

Those two are not good people anyway, they can kneel if they like to, and they can kneel until they are old.

But Feng'er didn't think so, and she didn't care if she would be swept away by her getting up, so she walked to the bed and said:

"Miss, didn't you ask Aunt Ding and Third Miss to go to Rong Shizi to make amends, why did they kneel in front of our Linglong Ju again?

She wants to kneel like this again, and when there are more and more people in the lower mansion, there will be rumors.

said that after the young lady took charge of the feed, the first thing was to punish the mother and sister-in-law harshly, and she had a mean personality or something. ”