Chapter Thirty-Nine: To the Secret Garden Again

Seeing off Ye Sultan, Zhou Minghui put away her smile and walked back slowly, as if thinking about something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hongdou, who was following alongside, tried to say something several times, but didn't dare to interrupt his master, and followed Zhou Minghui all the way to the main hall to serve her tea.

"Master, aren't you too kind to that Ye Cairen? HER IDENTITY ... In the end, Hongdou still couldn't hold back and opened his mouth. After all, Sultan Ye is also a talented person who lives in the 'Cold Palace', and his identity is there, and his master's attitude towards her really makes her feel incredible.

Zhou Minghui squinted at her, did not answer immediately, but continued to drink tea. In Hongdou's opinion, she thought she was angry, and she bowed her head to confess, "Slave... ā€

"Is it so obvious that the owner?" Zhou Minghui asked lightly at this time, which was regarded as interrupting the words of the red bean.

Hongdou raised her eyes and looked at Zhou Minghui, she couldn't see her mood at the moment, she didn't know whether to say it or not, and said hesitantly, "Slave... ā€

Zhou Minghui waved his hand, "Say whatever you want to say directly, and the master will not condemn you." ā€

With the guarantee, Hongdou owed a debt, and boldly said his doubts, "Today's Ye Cairen, you are too good to her, even those concubines and concubines come over, you have never treated her like this." Although her master is now demoted to a talented person, there will still be some concubines and concubines who come to visit, and her master is polite and distant to them, and has never been as smiling and kind as she is now.

Zhou Minghui glanced at her again, and was not angry at her questioning her behavior, the red bean was taught by the grandmother who followed her before, and she believed that if it were not for special circumstances, she would not dare to be so presumptuous. "Can those so-called concubines and concubines be compared to Ye Sultan? Those women came to the door either flattering or ridiculing. And Ye Sultan came to help me and help me take care of the yard."

"But, master, you have paid her one hundred and fifty taels of silver, which is more than enough." Red Bean was bold and said.

"Don't you see the difference between Sultan Ye?"

Hongdou was stunned for a moment, "The slave maid can see it, that demeanor is indeed not ordinary." Can... After all, she is a talented person who lives here. "This identity is doomed, and the rest of his life is only worse, not better.

Zhou Minghui suddenly stared at his face, and his voice was cold, "Don't forget that this master is also a talented person who lives here." ā€

Hongdou panicked, "You, how can you compare with them... You are ... ā€

Zhou Minghui waved her hand impatiently and interrupted her, "Okay, okay, you don't have to think much about this, whatever the master commands, you just do it, keep an eye on her in the future, and report to me if there is any movement, go down." ā€

"Yes, slave and maid obey." Hongdou didn't dare to say much, and retreated.

Zhou Minghui stroked her forehead, Mama failed to teach Hongdou well after all, look at her vision, that cleverness, it is far from enough.

Night falls ...

In a palace on the east side of the palace, a man in a bright yellow robe sat on the edge of a huge bed, his face was like a crown of jade and eyes like an eagle falcon, and Hao Ran was a man in a crescent robe who appeared in the cold palace during the day.

At this time, the door of the hall squeaked, opened and closed gently, and a black shadow entered the bedroom through the beaded curtain and jumped to the side of the bed, knelt down on one leg and clenched his fists, "Master!" ā€

"Taken care of outside the door?" The man on the bed spoke, his voice cold without the slightest emotion.

"Yes." The father-in-law guarding the door outside the door had been silently slept by him, and he would sleep unconscious until dawn.

"Got everything investigated?" Ask again.

"Yes, Ye Sultan, the daughter of a six-rank official, has been in the palace for four years, and now lives in the West Garden, and is timid and afraid of trouble, and is often bullied by other talented people. Two months ago, I was pushed into the water, after being rescued, I was sick for a few days, after I got better, my temperament changed greatly, and I beat the people who came to bully me back, and a while ago I tidied up my own courtyard into a garden, which made everyone in the West Garden know, and now Zhou Minghui personally came to invite her to tidy up the courtyard, bidding one hundred and fifty taels, and just went to see the yard in the afternoon. The man in black replied respectfully, bowing his head.

"Ye Sultan... Zhou Minghui... The man bowed his head and groaned, then looked up, "Got it, you go down." ā€

"Yes!" The man in black clenched his fists again, then got up and disappeared.

West Garden... Approaching the cold palace, did his temperament change greatly after being flooded? A timid person dares to go to the cold palace alone, and just happens to crash into his place again?

Ye Sultan, who are you? So beautiful as a flower, willing to stay in the West Garden all the time?

Ye Sultan was too tired yesterday, so he fell asleep with his pillow and slept until dawn.

After getting up, she wandered around the courtyard for a while, and then had breakfast, and after the meal, she was dressed again as she had been yesterday morning, picked up her tools, and prepared to go to the secret garden.

The matter of the drawings, let's slow down for a while, anyway, she told Zhou Minghui that it would take two or three days, and now I will go to the secret garden first and talk to Mingzhong. Then tidy up there a little bit and see if you can get any new inspiration.

Kapok listened to her instructions, first went to the back forest to move some necessary flowers and plants, prepared first, and when the drawings came out, the construction could start immediately, and it could save some time. Of course, the first to move are drought-tolerant, easy-to-care flowers.

Stepping into the secret garden, Ye Sultan did not see Mingzhong, and the doors and windows of the main house were locked as the day before yesterday.

There were a bunch of tools on the stairs under the door, more than a dozen, and there were all kinds of styles.

Ye Sultan was overjoyed, ran to the pile of tools, threw away the broken tools in his hand, and picked up the shovel on the ground to check it.

The shovel was shining brightly in the sun, but it was brand new, and it looked like it had been polished. All the tools on the ground are the same.

That Mingzhong is quite reliable, it turns out that he heard her last sentence.

With good tools, Ye Sultan was like a tiger with wings, and he was in a beautiful mood, so he didn't pause much and started working.

The first is to pull the weeds. Because there are many flowering plants in the grass, they are all fragile, so they cannot be hoeed directly, but can only be pulled out slowly with the help of a tool rake.

The yard had been abandoned for too long, and the grass had grown arrogantly for too long, and the roots were so numerous and sturdy that it was very difficult to pull them up, and it took an hour to clear a small piece of land.

Ye Sultan stood up, wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, looked at the lush grass, and sighed long, hey... At this pace, I won't be able to finish work for two months.

Did she take less money? It was more tiring than she had imagined.

"What? Regretted it? A male voice floated through the air.

Ye Sultan was startled, but only startled, and soon she reacted that it was Mingzhong who came.

Sure enough, after a short while, a man in white floated down in the air.

Ye Sultan sighed again, hey... Does he have to play this way? It's to show someone handsome.