Sikong Dawn took a group of people and others to Huguo Temple, and the carriage prepared by the Jiang family for her was naturally extremely comfortable and luxurious.

After leaving the capital, the speed was accelerated.

Originally, when I came out of the general's mansion in the morning, due to the resignation to my wife and some trivial matters, I had already delayed the time, if I didn't rush to the Huguo Temple before dark, I was afraid that it would not be peaceful.

The terrain of this Yandang Mountain is dangerous, the mountains and mountains stretch for hundreds of miles, and at night, it is pitch black, which is still very scary.

Therefore, after leaving the city, the speed of the carriage was more than doubled, but Dawn sat on it, and there were no symptoms of discomfort.

Not to mention that whether it is a horse or a coachman, it is the best class, and it is very smooth to drive on the official road out of the capital.

In addition, the seats in the carriage are covered with thick cotton wool, and there is no bumpy feeling when sitting on it.

The carriage has all the facilities and is very complete, dawn sits in it drinking tea and eating snacks, sometimes laughing with the maid, time flies, and the mood is getting closer and closer to the goal and more comfortable.

"Miss, you-" As she spoke, Peony pouted and pouted at the little boy sitting in the corner of the carriage, "Madame will definitely be angry if she knows, Miss, you can't rely on the temperament of the third young master like this." ”

Originally, it was supposed to be the location of Jiumei and Taro, and a few maids were waiting for the second lady together, and chatting to promote feelings.

But now, it has been occupied, but the owner of the dove occupies the magpie's nest is the little overlord of the General's Mansion, and everyone is helpless.

To say that the second lady is naturally favored in the General's Mansion, the general loves her very much, not to mention, Mrs. also treats her as her own biological child.

But how can such a favor be compared to the third young master?

He is the eldest son of the General's Mansion, and his wife's biggest support in the future, and his dignity in identity cannot be compared with anyone.

"Then you say, what should I do?" Sikong Dawn also wanted to sigh.

But when the boat arrives at the bridge, what can she do?

Originally, after leaving the city, she planned to close her eyes all the way to Huguo Temple, the task of this trip was very arduous, and it was necessary to rest and nourish her spirit before she had good physical strength to fight.

As for Jiumei, after getting in the car, her expression was still very strange.

On the one hand, she was promoted to a first-class maid, and her rank and monthly money were much higher than before, so she was naturally happy in her heart.

But the swelling and pain on her cheeks still reminded the little girl that the second lady had prejudices against her and had a vicious mind, with such a master, even if she had the grace of her wife, what kind of good end could she have?

Originally, the young lady instructed her...... But now, as soon as she was promoted, she followed the young lady out of the house, and now the young lady sat in the carriage and kept silent, Jiumei could only look at the second young lady nervously.

In the eyes of outsiders, she saw the situation, and naturally she was still scared, and the second lady was angry with her.

Even if I am glad to get a good job in the eyes of my wife for a while, what can I do in the future?

After all, she is following the second miss, and her future fate must be decided by the second miss.

Such worries caused the atmosphere in the carriage to stiffen a lot, and Dawn had the heart to mention it, but there was still the taro in the carriage, the second-class maid newly sent by Madame.

It means that now their every move is being monitored, and after thinking about it, she still kept silent.

The taro looks honest, and when she comes to the second lady, she will neither be flattering and overly sycophant, but she will also not be lazy and idle.

Whether it is the big girl Peony who has been very favored by the second lady for a long time, or the Jiumei who has just entered the eyes of the lady, the taro is treated equally, and she maintains an indifferent smile on her face.

Humblely and respectfully and cautiously served, just asking if there was anything she needed to do.

Seeing that the second lady was just leaning on the side and closing her eyes to recuperate, the taro was also sitting on the foot of the stool on the side, and for a while, in addition to the sound of the clattering horses' hooves, there was only the shouting of the person driving the car in front.

Although she was sitting in the corner with her head bowed, Xiangyao did not forget her sacred duty and mission, and secretly looked up, although she was just leaning on the soft couch, but still gave people a feeling of being on top of the second miss.

Because she is going to Huguo Temple, which represents the face of the General's Mansion, it is obvious that the second lady is carefully dressed.

I saw that she was wearing a light blue dark flower silk skirt inside, lined with a lilac-colored hundred butterfly floral pattern makeup satin jacket, and covered with an ivory-white plain makeup jacket, and a pair of embroidered shoes with green peach blossoms under her feet.

The upper of the shoe is dotted with small pearls as peach blossom hearts, and a jet-black green silk is combed into a few small braids and coiled behind the head.

The left and right sideburns are respectively pinned with coral turquoise beeswax bead flowers, and the hairpin is a cloud-foot pearl tendril hairpin, which is so bright and moving.

Although the second lady looks young now and her figure has not fully grown, her appearance is indescribably picturesque.

The small face is like a bright bud that is about to bloom, although the biggest beauty in the house is now praised by everyone in the house is the eldest lady, but I am afraid that after a few years, it may not be.

After being assigned to Dawn Garden, the second lady didn't say anything.

But Mama Rong beside her interrogated her carefully, asking her what she lacked in food, clothing, housing and transportation, so that although she regarded Dawn Garden as her former residence, she should not be too restrained.

Mama Rong also said that if you have any need for taro, just tell her that the second lady is an excellent master and will not wronged the people around her.

The attitude of asking for warmth makes the taro feel warm.

With such an earnest entrustment, her face was kind and kind like her own mother, thinking of her wife's private entrustment, she felt a little sad in her heart.

The second miss is such a lovely person, how can she bear to do such a conscientious thing to assassinate the second miss?

But if she doesn't do what Madame tells her, her old son and sister-in-law are now also in the General's Mansion, although they are working in the Zhuangzi outside, the deed of sale is in the hands of Madame, and the taro naturally does not dare to have two hearts for Madame.

Unconsciously, a long breath came out like this, and he was suddenly startled, and when he looked up, he found that the second lady had already looked over.

"Taro, what's wrong, is it uncomfortable to stay by my side?" A gentle and gentle sentence, accompanied by a knowing smile, makes people look so comfortable and eye-catching.

Taro can't understand why people inside and outside the house have such an unbearable evaluation of the second lady?

Obviously, he is an excellent master. But because of this, she struggled more and more.

"Miss, do you have a dry mouth? The slave remembered that before she came, the lady gave her some good things and asked the young lady to play with them. The taro said, then got up and opened a large box about two feet wide and a foot high, which was placed in the other corner of the carriage.

After the box was opened, it made room for a while, and something came out of it, which frightened the weak women.