"Did Miss Jiang get out safely?" In the bedroom, Ruozhu asked anxiously. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yahuan nodded, although the way she went out was inhumane, but after all, she still went out, so she just nodded, and did not explain what happened.

Yahuan urinated and sold into the house, and the personnel in the house were clear.

The master in front of her, she didn't serve for a long time, she was only admitted to the house by the young master last year, she was originally a maid of a staff family under the young master, and there is no difference between their backgrounds, but the same people are not the same, the young master loves her very much, so that she can have face in the house, and the people have to call her a second grandmother.

But calling is calling, everyone understands in their hearts that such a title is just to make the young master happy.

After getting along for a period of time, Yahuan has already figured out her heart.

She is a gentle and quiet person, and only likes to stay in the yard on weekdays, watering flowers and grass, or writing and embroidering.

I have to say how surprising it is for a person from a slave background to have such a small lady's taste, especially the flowers she raises are more fragrant than those carefully cared for by the flower slaves in the garden, and the words she writes also have her own set of heritage, and her handiwork is a must.

She never loudly reprimanded and blamed them for doing something wrong, and many times she did it herself, serving by her side, probably the easiest job Yahuan has done in years.

I think Yahuan should be grateful to her, but Yahuan only feels terrible now.

Because although her character is good, she is a fatal weakness in this huge high-walled deep courtyard.

The young grandmother's surname is Yang, with a single name and a Zhi character, she is the eldest daughter of Yang Song, the secretary of the Criminal Department, how noble her identity is, how can she tolerate a lowly maid from a humble background on an equal footing with her.

The hidden killing motives more than once can't help but make people shudder, thanks to the great fortune and fate, she has survived to the present.

But how long can she hide, if she can't fight back, the young grandmother will only be more ruthless again and again.

And fighting back, it's not easy to talk about, she doesn't have the noble background of a young grandmother, even if she is really killed, the only person in the house will come forward for her, and it is only the young master.

Speaking of the young master, if it can really be done, how can he let everyone call a concubine and a second grandmother without any scruples.

The so-called Fish Leaping Dragon Gate is just a thorny road that will never recover.

And she couldn't even take the first step.

Forbearance, is the style of behavior that Yahuan has seen her the most, knowing that the surroundings are thrilling, but still living as if nothing happened, as if sitting and waiting for death, there is nothing more terrifying than this.

Yahuan looked at her who was rarely anxious, wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it again, thought about it, and changed the conversation.

"Second grandma, since Miss Jiang is gone, what should I do with her things?"

Ruozhu remembered that when she brought Jiang Rou back last night, she saw that she was soaking wet, so she asked her to change into clean clothes.

"Do you have anything valuable?" Ruozhu asked.

"In addition to a few pennies, there is also a jade pendant."

"Jade? Take it for me to see. "It won't be that something valuable, Ruozhu showed a hint of melancholy, this capital is so big, and Miss Jiang refuses to report her residence, where to find it.

Yahuan has heard the words and brought the jade pendant, Ruozhu took it with one hand, and his eyes fell on the chic pendant at a glance.

Xu likes to do this, so she always pays attention to these first.

It was not a simple concentric knot, and the weight in the hand was thicker and stronger than the ordinary one, because the knot was also tattooed with double-sided embroidery.

It's a bamboo leaf, that's the pattern that Wakatake is most familiar with, and it's what she's best at.

The familiarity of the jade pendant in her hand did not seem to fade because of the passage of time, and the time seemed to return to that dimly lit night, she leaned in front of the candlelight, knotted it with red rope, and embroidered the pattern with stitches and threads.

The wax slipped silently, she stuck close, and the burning tobacco pierced her eyes from time to time, and she endured it, and finally made it in the morning.

personally tied it around his waist for him, just so that he could get a good score in the exam.

At that time, the family was miserable, and the old lady was not in good health, so he was stunned and sold the couplets outside without saying anything to drive her away. The small amount of money every month is always given to her.

He learned to be rich and had five cars, how did he not know that she had signed a deed of sale, even if she didn't give a penny, she could do whatever she wanted, and even if she was sold, she would have an income in the account.

However, he never did that, and not only did he not treat her harshly, but he also taught her to read and write.

She was originally an ignorant girl, but she also understood the ethics of Gangchang under his bookish rendering.

He has ambitions, not for the sake of raising his eyebrows, but for the sake of ambition.

Even though the debt collectors splashed stinky feces at the door of his house, he never showed his sadness, but every major event in the court could make him sleep.

I thought that I could show my enthusiasm if I was admitted to the court, but the saint who had not been on the pilgrimage for many years did not care about employing people, and he ignored it no matter how vacant the position in the court was.

Rich and powerful people can naturally get through relationships and seek a half-official position, and those who are miserable are just sitting and waiting for death with fame.

For a long time he lost his soul and his eyes were gloomy.

When did it change, and who started this crazy scheme first?

My heart is like a king's heart, there has never been him, there has never been me.

There is no regret, but I am reluctant, and I am reluctant to be able to write the inscription with him again, and I talk and laugh.

Those memories came to my heart little by little, and I had never had such a throbbing when I saw him that day, and it was so shocking to see my own stitches and threads.

This is his heirloom jade pendant, why is it on Miss Jiang.

He can treat money as something outside of his body, but above it is her heart.

Although she knew that she was no longer the one she used to be, Ruozhu's heart couldn't help but tingle, yes, she was weak.

In the house in the north of the city, the cold door is still the same, Liu Yong is sitting in the courtyard reading, the book in his hand has been read several times, but the habit is difficult to change, speaking of Shaanxi was uncomfortable for a while, and now he is back to his original life, and he is at ease for a while.

There is only one old mother in the family, because of her poor health, she usually doesn't talk much, so the house is always quiet, so the sudden knock on the door is particularly loud.

Liu Yong walked slowly to the door, he was always looking for people, and few people came to the door.

"Is it Lord Liu's family?" Someone asked.

Liu Yong nodded, this person knew at a glance that he was an errand boy.

"I don't know what?" Liu asked.

"My master has something to hand over to Lord Liu." As he spoke, the little maid took out a prayer note from his arms and handed it to Liu.

"Please come to the appointment." The little guy didn't forget to advise.

Liu Yong opened the post, and someone invited him to meet him in the Tianzi room of Xiangyuan Building in the city three days later.

Xiangyuan Building, a first-class restaurant in Beijing, thought about becoming a guest a few days ago, and it didn't take long.

Glancing at the end of the post, the payment was single.

Plum? Liu thought a lot about people with the surname Li for a while.

"Who is your master?"

"You'll know when you go." The little guy didn't say much.