Zhu Xingru has been staring at Luo Yan's movements with a resentful face, and when she saw Jiu'er rushing to the stage, she rushed to the Qingluan Nunu beside her. Now when he saw Qingluan coming out like this, he didn't feel a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at the mother-in-law beside him. The two mothers-in-law trotted past the stage.

Luo Yan's eyes were fast, and she was at a loss when she saw Jiu'er stunned on the spot. Immediately got up, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he arrived in front of the stage. pushed Jiu'er forward and squeezed from Qingluan's side onto the stage. He reached out again and dragged Qingluan down.

Although Qingluan was coated with thick powder, he was in a hurry just now due to excitement, his face was oozing sweat, and the scratches on his cheeks showed their original shape. was pulled by Luo Yan with an arm, her face was frightened, and her originally petite melon seed face was deformed.

"Miss Qingluan is frightened!" Luo Yan smiled brightly, and her eyes were full of concern. In Qingluan's eyes, that smile was obviously a mockery. couldn't help but purse the corners of her mouth, and barely squeezed out a smile, but her smile was really ugly than crying.

Fu'er followed the trot behind Luo Yan, and quickly reached out to grab Qingluan's other arm.

The two mothers-in-law just arrived, but they didn't expect Luo Yan to suppress Qingluan in front of them, and they didn't know how to advance or retreat for a while.

Zhu Xingru looked at it from a distance, she couldn't bear it anymore, and the corners of her mouth that were still flying just now arched downward in an instant. Carrying a colorful flower skirt. Rushed to Luo Yan.

Mrs. Cheng sat in the middle of the theater pavilion, and the theater was in full view. Seeing that Zhu Xingru and Luo Yan were about to conflict again, they hurriedly called Ji's mother and the nearby maid silver hairpin to come over to comfort her.

The eldest lady Wu who was sitting next to her, a smile flashed on her face like a full moon silver plate, her plump body leaned back, the courtyard of the big house was deserted, and she hadn't seen any excitement for a long time.

The third lady on the other side, Jiang Shi, turned her well-proportioned body sideways, and was talking to the maid Qifeng, ignoring the movement on the side of the stage......

Luo Yan saw Zhu Xingru coming over, let go of Qingluan's arm, and said, "Fortunately, this skirt is only a little broken, and I can't see it if I sew it for you and hide it in the pleats." After speaking, he took out a small sewing kit from the waist pouch, and threaded the needle and thread to sew it for her.

The girl said let the slave come, Luo Yan raised her eyes to look at her, and smiled mischievously: "How can your needlework be compared to me, I must come in person for Miss Qingluan." ”

The girl wondered, Luo Yan never used needlework, but today she had a needle and thread in her waist, and the sun came out in the west.

She was thinking about it, and Zhu Xingru over there had already rushed over. Ji's mother was faster than her, and hugged her the moment she reached out to grab Luo Yan.

"Miss Zhu, do it slowly,...... It was a misunderstanding. Mother Ji hugged Zhu Xingru's waist, a little out of breath. Today, I tried my best to show Xiàn in front of Mrs. Cheng, but this leg and foot did not allow her to be strong.

Zhu Xingru screamed, stretched out to grab Luo Yan's hand and retracted spasmodically.

"Ouch, Sister Zhu, if you are so careless, you will also grab the needle and thread. Sister Zhu was so good to Qingluan, and she was in a hurry to help her sew. Luo Yan is not as good as Sister Zhu to the slave! Luo Yan held a needle with thread in her hand, and a smile was on her face.

Zhu Xingru's face went from red and black to pale, and the fire in her belly rose to the sky. She no longer cared about the identity of coming to Rong's house as a guest, and turned around and slapped Ji's mother. "Let go of your dirty hands!" The voice was distinctly irritable.

Ji's mother covered her old face and was stunned; The silver hairpin covered her mouth and was stunned; The maid who was watching the play in the shade of the tree on this side was stunned; Even the ladies in the theater were stunned. Although the Rong family has its own affairs, and there are many internal entanglements, there has never been a conflict on the bright side.

Everyone on the stage also watched quietly. Everyone's face is wrong. Only Luo Yan slowly and methodically sewed Qingluan's skirt.

Mrs. Cheng got up and went down the steps, and hugged the maid behind her.

Zhu Xingru realized that she was angry for a while. Rong Jue was afraid that she would not have a chance with her, she looked at Mrs. Cheng who came over, and tears of regret welled up in her eyes. The pain of being pricked by Luo Yan's needles on his hand is not as good as the pain that Rong Jue missed.

Qingluan's skirt was lifted in half, and her little face was swollen red. In front of the many maids and daughters-in-law of the Rong family, this face is lost! took his eyes at Luo Yan's crooked stitches, and said that it was not, and it was not forbearance.

"Miss Luo can't sew, but she can torture the slave and maid, how can she let the master and the young lady sew clothes for the slave and maid!" She raised her eyes and looked hatefully at the two mothers-in-law in front of her, who hurried over to get the needle and thread.

Luo Yan clapped her hands, returned to her seat without looking at Zhu Xingru, and looked at the stage with interest.

Fu'er followed back to the viewing stage, and nervously watched Mrs. Cheng go over and whisper a few words to Zhu Xingru. Zhu Xingru's face softened, and she gave Ji's mother a blessing, as if apologizing.

Mother Ji wanted to show her face in public, guarding the key to the courtyard on weekdays, although she had a bit of real power, she didn't have a chance to show her face. Now there is no prestige, and I don't know how to face the maids in the house in the future...... A slave is a slave and a maid, and Zhu Xingru can't be returned. She could only lament in her heart.

She also inquired, the young lady who came this time, Zhu Xingru's family has the strongest background, and it is difficult to guarantee that she will not marry into the Rong family in the future. Although she also thinks that Zhu Xingru is the most ugly, Fourth Master Rong can't look down on it. But the Rong family has been in turmoil for decades, she has experienced it before, and she definitely needs a backer at this time, and the king and the candidate are all tied to the fourth master of Rong.

The opera garden finally calmed down, and the treasure butterflies on the stage smiled again.

Just now, all the ladies and ladies sent the maids to the stage with red silk in their hands, she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, and watched them come step by step. The sudden conflict stopped as soon as it happened. Her heart was also hanging in the air, for fear that if something accidentally happened under the stage, her big girl would have nothing to do.

Mama Qu re-announced the start.

Mrs. Wu's handmaid Xiangzhi walked up to Bao Die, looked at her apologetically, walked up to the banana leaf beside her, and tied the red silk.

Bao Die is prepared, Banana Leaf is Mrs. Wu's most trusted slave, will it be difficult for her to give this red silk to herself? She smiled relievedly and nodded at Xiangzhi.

The treasure chest came up and tied the red silk to Baoqin's arm, and Baoqin twisted her body twice, as if she didn't want it.

Bao Die said in his heart, he can really pretend! Baoqin's family background is not better than her, and her brother and sister-in-law at home came to the house to ask her for money when they were fine. I think that the old lady used to spoil herself the most, and she has not been in front of the old lady for the past five years, and I am afraid that the old lady will not remember that little bit of liking...... Bao Die was also relieved.

What she was thinking about was the red silk of Mrs. Cheng and the young ladies of each family, and Mrs. Cheng went to Yifang Building last night, thinking that she was canvassing for herself. What's more, these two days have been waiting for these young ladies who have come to the mansion, and they must have the best impression of themselves.

Bao Die was thinking about it, and met Luo Yan's meaningful gaze again, which made her a little flustered. Quickly collected his thoughts, and looked at the maid beside Mrs. Cheng who came step by step, holding a red silk golden hairpin......