"Isn't it missing? Look at the way you stumble, what don't you dare to say. Meng Qingshan slanted his eyebrows coldly, and his face was cold in the blink of an eye.

Camellia Ordinary knelt on the ground with a trembling voice, trembling and kowtowing, "Slave and maid should die, slave and maid should be damned, slave and maid should not be too talkative." ”

Meng Qingshan waved his hand, and a coldness appeared between his eyebrows, "You remember, it's the young lady who is lying on my bed now, go and prepare things." “

"Yes, yes, yes." Camellia stood up trembling slightly, trembling, stammering in reply, and exited the door.

Only Meng Qingshan and Fang Qing were left in the room, Meng Qingshan lit a bright candle, sat on the edge of the couch, quietly looked at Fang Qing lying on the bed, without saying a word, his eyes were as inscrutable as the deep sea.

Fang Qing raised his body and leaned towards the head of the bed, Meng Qingshan pulled a pillow and leaned against Fang Qing's back, a pair of powerful hands held Fang Qing's hand in the palm of his hand, his dark eyes were as bright as stars, "Listen, I just carried you into the mansion and let so many people watch, just to tell everyone that you are now my Meng Qingshan's person." And also...... In front of the subordinates, you can no longer call me General Meng, you want to call me Qingshan, your name is Zhao Fangqing, you are the princess of Wuyang, you must not show your stuffing, can the four princes borrow soldiers along with the lì, don't care about me, but care about you, understand? ”

Fang Qing's heart throbbed, and he nodded paradoxically, "Understood... Only by involving the interests of General Meng's Mansion and the interests of the four princes will General Meng fight hard for the fate of the family, but it is just ...... Does this really work? Now, the four princes have no money and no power in their hands, only thirteen young horsemen, and they can't even guarantee the salary of the Meng family's army. ”

Meng Qingshan raised his eyebrows and sighed softly, the solemnity in his eyebrows was gone, but he smiled bitterly, with a relaxed face, "This... Leave it to me to think, you just have to be my young lady, and don't think about anything else. ”

Fang Qing's eyes pondered, and the corners of her mouth swayed with a faint quietness, "Okay, I believe in General Meng, oh no, Qingshan." ”

Meng Qingshan looked at each other and smiled, his rough palm gently rubbed Fang Qing's furrowed forehead between his eyebrows, "Where is there such a sad young lady, princess, of course you have to look pampered, let the girls wait for you to take a bath in a while, I will go to see my father first." ”

When Fang Qing heard this, she immediately sat up, "Don't, no, I'm not used to others serving me in the bath." Even Cardamom won't let her serve me, it's embarrassing...... Moreover, I see that your maid is still very smart, why don't you be tempted, just pull someone over to be a little wife, I guess they can't ask for it......"

Fang Qing giggled, but unexpectedly, Meng Qingshan's face suddenly changed from a warm face to a cold edge.

Fang Qing hurriedly smiled, and honestly leaned his back against the pillow on the bed, muttering secretly in his heart, "These children of officials and eunuchs, royal nobles, are all weird tempers, and now in other people's homes, it is naturally better not to anger him, otherwise I don't know how to die." ”

"If you dare not be honest as your young lady, be careful that I am not polite to you." The corners of Meng Qingshan's mouth condensed a trace of stubbornness, and he said angrily.

Fang Qing didn't dare to joke anymore, lowered her head, fiddling with the corners of her clothes, her voice as thin as a mosquito, "Wash it." ”

Meng Qingshan looked at Fang Qing's aggrieved and stubborn appearance like a sparrow, and couldn't help but have a hint of forbearance in his eyes, and then solemnly said, "Wash up and wait for me to pick you up for dinner." ”

With that, he walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, leaving Fang Qing alone in a daze in the room.

For a long time, the camellia came in with a kind of maid fish, elm bath bucket, dried flower petals, sesame leaves, and bright clothes...... Fang Qing, who was looking straight at her, had straight eyes.

"I didn't expect this general's mansion to look simple and unpretentious on the outside, but it is so particular about the people inside, presumably, the owner of this family...... General Meng must be a person with an old-fashioned personality. ”

was stunned, Camellia beckoned the other girls and mother-in-law to go out, lowered her eyebrows and moved closer to Fang Qing, and said timidly: "Less... Young lady, please take a bath. ”

Fang Qing raised her eyes and glanced at the camellia in front of her, a girl with a bright water, although she was dressed neatly and neatly, her hands were tender and her face was white, but she was cautious in her gestures. Fang Qing couldn't help but think of cardamom, when she first saw cardamom, she looked thin and dry, like herself when she was in Bird Village, and now, the camellia in front of her, compared with cardamom, although it is fine skin and tender meat, but she is extremely careful, for fear that any sentence will not hurt the master's mind, so she will let her life be guaranteed.

Fang Qing saw the camellia, remembered the cardamom he was now in the iron-blooded army, and couldn't help but soften his heart, moved out of bed and asked softly, "You girl, you don't look big, why are you so afraid of your eldest young master, is it possible, he looks fierce to you on weekdays?" ”

Fang Qing asked if it didn't matter, the frightened camellia knelt on the ground, kept buckling his head on the floor, and said urgently, "Young lady spare your life, slave maid...... The slave and maid don't know anything, although the slave and maid are the personal maids of the eldest young master, but they never dare to think about it, the young lady is clear. ”

Fang Qing was confused by the answer of this call without answering, and asked again: "What are you doing here, when did I say that you had an affair with Qingshan, why are you so nervous...... Isn't there a ghost in his heart, and there are no three hundred taels of silver here? ”

Camellia listened to Fang Qing's yin and yang weird question, her body couldn't help but tremble, and her throat was full of astringency, "Young lady Mingjian, the slave maid has never dared to think like this, the slave maid knows that her status is low, and she just wants to make money to make a living, and the young lady ......spares her life."

Fang Qing was slightly stunned, got out of bed and dragged her shoes, picked up the trembling camellia, and whispered, "When did I say that I doubted you, look at you, you are just fifteen or sixteen, how can you be a maid for others, you have been in this general's mansion for a few years, and you have been by Qingshan's side for a few years?" ”

Camellia had a pair of Danfeng eyes with tears in her eyes, and said astringently: "Young Mrs. Hui, Camellia's family is poor, in order to treat my father's illness, my brother and I are both working in General Meng's Mansion, my brother raises horses in the army's stable, I am a maid in the house, since the eldest young master came back from Ziyun City that year, it has been Camellia who takes care of the eldest young master's daily life." ”

"Five years ago? Wasn't that the year Meng Qingshan and Qian Shanshan met? Fang Qing chuckled in her heart, a trace of suspicion flashed in her blue eyes, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"So... Aoyama's daily preferences, you knew very well at the time, right? Fang Qing walked towards the curtain in the bathroom.

"This... Slaves... The slave doesn't know. Camellia's eyes flickered with uneasiness, and he followed closely behind Fang Qing.

"I don't know?! A five-year-old personal maid, I don't know the master's preferences, and you are also a good student and competent in camellia. Fang Qing paused, looked back at Camellia, his eyes sharp, "I don't like people lying in front of me." ”

Camellia's slender fingers tied knots at the corners of his clothes, biting his lip desperately, his face flushed with suffocation, as if he had a big secret that he couldn't tell.