Yuanjing for three years.

On the winter solstice, heavy snow falls.

In a small courtyard in the northwest corner of Chengguo Mansion, thick smoke billowed from it.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes, squatting next to the brazier at the door, holding the belly pocket of a moon-white girl embroidered with peonies in one hand, and fanning the dry wood burning in the brazier with a pu fan in the other.

The wood was picked up from the snow, and the outside had already been soaked with rain and snow.

After the flame has cleaned the damp inside, the wood burns.

Luo Qingzhou coughed a few times in the smoke, waved the pu fan in his hand, and after reducing the smoke fan that jumped over, he sat down next to the brazier, roasting the belly pocket of the girl in his hand, and watching the flames in the brazier start.

Three days ago.

I woke up and traveled to this place.

Great Yan Empire, Meaux.

Chengguofu, the third son of the Luo family, the concubine.

A weak scholar.

In ancient times, the status of concubines and concubines was very different.

If it is a concubine born to a woman without any status, it will be even more humble.

And from the memories in this body, I know that he is not even the concubine of the master of Chengguofu.

Three years ago.

His mother took him to Chengguo Mansion and stayed there.

Luo Yannian, the owner of Chengguo Mansion, recognized the identity of his concubine, but did not recognize the identity of his mother.

Until his mother died suddenly last year, he didn't even rank as a concubine.

In private, the people in the house are talking about his life experience.

"The child brought by a woman from the countryside, I don't know if it's the master's seed, how can the face look a little like the master."

"The lord is kind, according to me, they should be driven away as liars."

The memories are all bad pictures.

Luo Qingzhou sighed and turned the girl's belly pocket in his hand over.

What a bullshit son, no one in this Chengguo Mansion regards him as the son of the Luo family.

Even those maids and minions are better dressed than him, and even they have charcoal burning when it is cold in winter.

And what about him.

In this snowy winter, wearing a thin coarse cloth robe, burning damp wood, sitting in this dilapidated courtyard, no one cares.

Pathetic, alas!

Although it is a time travel, the body memories are all fused together, and the emotions of the other party are empathetic.

Aggrieved, depressed, depressed, hesitant, angry, and hateful.

Yes, and hatred.

His mother, who was in her thirties, was in good health, but last year she suddenly fell seriously ill and died without warning.

From illness to death, it was only two days.

Apparently there is something else going on.

And "he" was also inexplicably lost three days ago, and his body was occupied by him now.

There must be quirks.

He knew that the members of the big family were deceitful and intrigued for various interests, and even harmed people's lives.

It's just that I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing just after crossing over.

If you want to be a rich boy who doesn't care about the world, eats, drinks and has fun, and dies in peace, it obviously won't work.

But now that he is alone, he has no backer and no strength, how can he break the situation?

"Childe, Childe! The slave has good news for you! ”

With a crisp voice like a yellow bird, a thin maid in emerald green clothes ran into the small courtyard with a body of wind and snow, and her delicate and immature little face was full of excitement.

Fluttershy, his only handmaiden.

At the beginning, because he did something wrong, he was almost sunk by the eldest lady Wang and rescued by his mother.

Since then, she has become the maid of their mother and son, and has been loyal to their mother and son.

However, because of their relationship, they are often bullied by other maids and servants in the house, and they often have bruises on their bodies.

"What's the good news?"

Luo Qingzhou asked while observing the poor girl who was weak and couldn't help the wind.

What good news can there be for him?

At most, when the Chinese New Year is approaching, the housekeeper will give him a few more coins of silver, or make a new dress.

After all, when the time comes, we will have to pay New Year's greetings together, and wearing these torn clothes will not only lose the face of Chengguofu, but also make the eldest lady look bad.

As the head of the Chengguo Mansion, the Wang family is extremely taboo for outsiders to talk about her private virtues behind her back.

Fluttershy doesn't bring the news.

The little girl said excitedly: "Childe, I just overheard the master talking to the guests outside the living room, and the eldest lady is also there." The eldest lady mentioned you, as if it was about your family. Childe, you are already an adult this year, and you are going to get married. ”

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment: "Marriage? ”

In this era, marriage is very early.

And if he gets married, he will be able to get a share of his own property, and he can even go out to live and have his own house and all kinds of freedom.

However, would the eldest lady be so kind to let him get married, and then smoothly share the Luo family's property?

Although he is a concubine, it is impossible for him to inherit too much property, and it has nothing to do with the title, but after all, he is the son of the Luo family, and the Chengguo family has a big business, and it is only a drop in the bucket to give him a house and some properties.

However, judging from the experience of the past three years in my memory, I am afraid that there is another article on this matter.

Even if the eldest lady is generous to those maids and slaves, she will never be generous to him.

"Childe, when you get married, we'll move out, and Fluttershy can be used as three people by herself, so that Childe and Mrs. can be taken care of."

"I don't know which girl the son is going to marry, as the son of the child, it must be the daughter of the daughter, she must be very beautiful."

Fluttershy is already dreaming about a better life in the future.

At this moment, the voice of the Wang butler suddenly came from outside the door: "Is the third prince here?" The lord and the lady called you to come over. ”

Luo Qingzhou suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

But he didn't dare to hesitate, stood up, handed the girl's belly pocket to Fluttershy's hand, and walked out of the courtyard.

Fluttershy stares at her belly pocket with wide eyes, stunned, and her little face blushes.

How could Childe steal her belly pocket? It's a girl's thing, she washed it and hung it in the room......

Luo Qingzhou walked out of the small courtyard.

Outside the door stood a middle-aged man with a slightly chubby figure and a gray brocade robe.

It is Wang Cheng, the second housekeeper of Chengguo Mansion.

It is said to be a relative of the eldest lady Wang's family.

This steward Wang is different from others, he is very polite to anyone, even he is a concubine who has long become a transparent person in the mansion.

"Third son, let's go, go change your clothes first, and see the important guests later."

Steward Wang was smiling, slightly hunched, and his attitude was respectful and impeccable.

"Steward Wang, which guest do you want to see?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and followed behind, deliberately making a humble and cowardly appearance, and his tone was also cautious.

That's how he used to be.

Steward Wang smiled: "When the third prince goes, he will naturally know." ”

Luo Qingzhou's eyes flashed, and he didn't ask any more.