But otherwise, in addition to Jin Yun, in fact, Jiang Xiaolian also roughly knows the road.

She may not remember the full route, but she does remember certain objects.

There are three arches on the way here, and beyond the arches are surrounded by rockeries, and at this time her steps can't help but stop, this is not the previous road.

I saw that the high wall was crawling with rattans, and the dense green leaves set off the flowers and vines, and the scenery was beautiful and beautiful.

But such a scenery made Jiang Xiaolian's heart feel stunned, here!

Yi Cui was also a little nervous, she saw that the person behind her did not move, and said, "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?" ”

Jiang Xiaolian stroked her waist, with a hint of shame on her face, and said, "Xu has been walking for a long time, and his feet are a little numb." ”

Yi Cui's heart was put down, and he said, "Let's go slowly, it's windy now, and you're soaking wet, don't catch a cold." ”

What should I do? Jiang Xiaolian is only a teenager and a half-old child, even if she is cautious, she is very close and her mother has always taught her, because of her appearance, she will definitely encounter a lot, but her mother did not tell her, how to deal with it.

The palms of the hands clenched into fists were filled with beads of sweat, and every step was a heavy step.

Beyond the high wall, and then on a path, she looked ahead, but she could not muster the courage to cross the threshold.

"Girl?" Yi Cui spoke up again, looking at the solemnity on Jiang Xiaolian's face, she knew that she was afraid that she would be exposed.

But when she arrived at the place immediately, Yi Cui was unwilling to give up like this, and she couldn't force people over, so she simply said: "Miss Jiang is now sending people under the fence, I'm afraid it won't taste good." ”

Jiang Xiaolian raised her head, Mo Che's eyes stared straight at her, and said, "What does it have to do with you?" ”

"Don't be angry, my aunt is just worthless for the girl, it's easy to live a better life with the girl's appearance." Yi Cui followed the guidance step by step, and said as best as she could: "Look at my aunt, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, and there are a few slaves and maids around you, so it's called comfortable to live such a life." ”

Jiang Xiaolian snorted, comfortable?

Yi Cui is still an ignorant child, she will only envy everything in front of her, but she doesn't know that your honey is arsenic.

Committing to a man who is longer than her father will only make her evil.

"My aunt looks at the girl very much, and wants to leave the girl in the house as a companion, just like the young lady who is a guest in the house, someone is waiting, and the food and clothing are excellent." Yi Cui saw that the time was about to pass, and added: "Why don't we talk while we walk, Miss Jiang, what do you think?" ”

Actually, Wang Mei's two masters and servants really weren't ready to calculate anything.

Since Wang Mei knew that it would be difficult for her to get pregnant again, not for anything else, just for the second master's dislike of the new and the old, she has no children to live a difficult life in the house, maybe after a year or two, she is afraid that she will only disappear in the house forever.

So she had to plan for herself, and spent a lot of money to find precious medicinal materials to replenish her body.

Others are that she wants to find a helper.

To say, the maids in the house are not without good looks and temperament, but Wang Mei can't believe that they are these people, they are complicated, and they may be their pawns.

She had already made a wrong move, and she couldn't afford to make any more mistakes.

So, she thought of the sisters in the village.

In the end, Wang Mei still has some conscience, although she can accept the older second master, it doesn't mean that everyone will be like her, so she hit the idea on the eldest son of the uncle.

Uncle Jiang is a love saint, and he loves his original wife in every way. At that time, the uncle and the eldest lady were adults for several years, but they did not have a son or a daughter, and the uncle was under pressure and did not take a concubine. Perhaps it was the beauty of God, many years later, the eldest lady gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

The eldest young master is only fifteen years old now, and his wife has already seen a suitable wife for him.

Wang Mei naturally didn't put her mind on the quota of the eldest young master's wife, but took a fancy to his roommate.

The eldest young master is not better than the uncle, although he is not married, he already has red sleeves around him, he is not single-minded, Wang Mei believes that with her means, coupled with Jiang Xiaolian's posture, she will definitely be able to enter the eyes of the eldest young master, as long as she is not too stupid, she will always have a place.

The uncle has two sons, the younger son is just sensible, as far as the current point of view, the Jiang family in the future may be the inheritance of the eldest young master, although the Jiang Mansion is not the richest in the town, but it is the most popular among the people, although it has been a long time, but the reputation left back then is also a beautiful talk today.

As long as Jiang Xiaolian can grasp the heart of the eldest young master, then how can she not have a good life, she doesn't ask for more, as long as she can have a child by her side and can live leisurely in the house, it is enough.

Moreover, the eldest young master is handsome, and it is even more rare that he inherited his grandfather's talent, and at a young age, he shows that he is different in medical skills.

Therefore, all these calculations by Wang Mei are actually better than Jiang Xiaolian's grievances in her heart.

A person like the eldest young master may not be able to find it even with a lantern, and she has such a good opportunity in front of her eyes now, for them peasant girls, it is a great opportunity.

Yi Cui looked at Jiang Xiaolian, who was still reluctant to move, with sarcasm on her face, if it weren't for her older age and average appearance, otherwise she would want to give it a try.

Thinking like this, her heart was even more unwilling, and she stretched out her hand to pull her over as if she was supporting.

Jiang Xiaolian would not have expected her to make a move, and hurriedly struggled, but how could it compare to Yi Cui's strength, she had just made up her mind not to care about anything, just as she was about to shout, there was an exclamation and scolding from the front.

"Who are you? Why is it here? The young man's voice was full of words, with a hint of impatience.

"I ...... I. The female voice hesitated, full of expectations and apprehension.

Yi Cui's eyes widened, where did she have to pull Jiang Xiaolian, the voice coming from front of her, she was no stranger, it was Wang Lili from Sanhe Village.

But it's clear that she's on the lotus pond, so how can she appear here? I just happened to meet the eldest young master.

The courtyard here is a circle away from the road they came, if it is not a familiar person, it is impossible to find this place at all, Yi Cui is a little anxious, for fear that Wang Lili will anger the eldest young master, and when the time comes, even the aunt will be affected, and they are afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat.

The reason why Jiang Xiaolian is considered is that she looks beautiful, and what is also her indifference.

Compared with the women who came to him one after another, the eldest young master would naturally look up to him, unlike Wang Lili, who didn't have any city mansion, and I was afraid that the eldest young master would see it clearly at a glance.

Yi Cui's departure made Jiang Xiaolian breathe a sigh of relief, her little feet retreated, and she was about to leave when she turned around, but she didn't want to meet an acquaintance as soon as she turned around.

"Why are you leaving so soon? Go see a good show. Jin Yun hooked the corners of her mouth, did not retreat, but advanced, and stepped forward after crossing the threshold. (To be continued.) )