022 Ill-intentioned

The new dwelling was in the west house of Jifangyuan, which was said to be the residence of those beauties, but it was more like the place where the maids lived, and in a small house, there were six or seven and a half large maids, each of whom was just a narrow and clean bed.

At the moment when Mo Qingyu appeared, the maids in the whole house gradually quieted down, biting the roots of their ears in twos and threes, and from time to time they could still hear two or three chuckles, and their eyebrows and eyes pretended to sweep Mo Qingyu's body inadvertently, but the laughter was louder.

If she wasn't the protagonist of the laughter, she would probably be very interested in joining in the excitement.

Mo whispered the corners of her mouth, I have to say that at this moment, she has a deeper understanding of her situation, but rarely, her mood is extremely calm, perhaps, she feels that she doesn't care too much, in the courtyard of this Sumire Palace, what kind of intrigue she has never seen, she admitted, she probably doesn't have the brain to block that kind of open and secret fighting, but she can't fight, she hides it.

Unconsciously touched her nose, Mo Qingyu felt that her courage in this life seemed to be smaller than in her previous life, but somehow, she was very satisfied with her state at this time, anyway, she was going to leave the Sumire Palace, she just cared about where she was, other people, other things had nothing to do with her.

Mo whispered like this, thinking like this, that is, he automatically blocked the eyes around him without good intentions, but he just held his own few things, and moved to his own bed, the innermost bed, it seems that there should be no one to live in for a while after the last maid left, and the bunk or something has a little musty smell, and if you don't tidy it up well, you can't sleep well at all.

The maids on the side chuckled maliciously on their faces, and they couldn't bring any waves to her unusually calm heart lake at all, anyway, the mouth is on others, let them say whatever they like, anyway, she is not a noble character, and her face is not worth a few dollars, no matter how much she says, she is not missing a few pieces of meat, just making her own bed.

Although Mo Qingyu in the previous life was not without hardships, at the worst time, she still did rough work, but she could only barely reach the qualified line, but this slightly heavy quilt was doubly difficult for Mo Qingyu, who was still short, so that the boss couldn't hold all the quilts, even if he was raised high, there was still a small half of it below.

But it didn't take a while, Mo whispered that he was sweating profusely, his clothes were sticky on his body, and he was even more uncomfortable for a while, and his brows were unconsciously wrinkled tightly.

I don't know if Mo whispered invulnerability's cheekiness had an effect, no matter if the other maids deliberately made a louder noise, they couldn't attract the attention of the main owner, not only that, but the main owner of the rumor was like no one, and looked horizontally and vertically, but was it a girl who was several years younger than herself? Steady and steady, it is estimated that he is about the same age as the girl who stayed in his hometown, and if you think about it, it doesn't seem to be a good gossip, but it is the prince of Sumire, they don't know what the rumored famous man looks like, no matter how much they think, they really can't think of a few meals with that adult?

After all, the maids here are not very old, and they haven't had much of a girl's mind, but the little daughter's gossip heart is indispensable, those rumors or something, seeing that the beautiful masters they serve are very concerned, they happily made a conversation, who let there be nothing else in this episode, there are many women and rumors.

Gradually, the maids felt that it seemed meaningless to talk any further, and after a while, they all dispersed, cleaned up, and returned to the master they were to serve.

Everyone has to do something, usually at this time, there may be one or two maids in this room, but it will definitely not be like this person, in order to come and join in the fun, take a good look at the rumors of the main owner, read it, but did not find any fun, then remembered that he had not finished the work, and dispersed.

However, when there were not many people left in this room, Mo Qingyu was still tossing her quilt, her mind was all about how to get this quilt right, and her nerves were so thick that she seemed to have forgotten that the girl in this room was still sneering at her......

It's just that after making it for so long, there is still no progress in Mo Qingyu's small body, but this time it looks even more messy, if it goes on like this, it is estimated that she will sleep late with the musty futon tonight, think about it, Mo Qingyu's entire face is wrinkled all of a sudden.

And just when Mo whispered to Mo Chou, suddenly, there was a crisp girl's voice behind her, and she almost didn't let her fall on the bed, "That, are the pastries of the 'Imperial Food Pavilion' really as delicious as the ones spread outside?" ”

"Uh, it's delicious." Otherwise, on the carriage, Mo Qingyu couldn't stop talking, it was one thing for her to be hungry, but on the other hand, the pastries of the 'Imperial Food Pavilion' were indeed delicious, but no matter how delicious the pastries were, let that person toss like this, Mo Qingyu would inevitably have a good shadow on the pastries of the 'Imperial Food Pavilion'.

Mo whispered, and turned around, but saw that it was a girl with a round face, not as slender and delicate as other maids, but a slightly sturdy body, looking at Mo Qingyu seemed to think of the delicious and delicate pastries, and couldn't help but be greedy, looking at it, he knew that he was an out-and-out foodie, and heard Mo whispering 'delicious', but he couldn't help but poke his head, and saw that the other girls had already left and disappeared, so he looked over, "How delicious is that?" What does it taste like? ”

Mo was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't help but grin with a 'poof', looking at the girl in front of her with a bulging face and extremely gluttonous mouth, she didn't feel annoyed, even if she remembered, this girl had just participated in the discussion of the group of maids, just thinking that she was also a foodie in the past, but she didn't have any chance to eat anything delicious, and she also wanted to ask other people what the taste was, but in the end, her skin was very thin, and she couldn't ask it, looking at this girl, Mo couldn't help but think of herself.