In the hall, Mrs. Mei sat on the upper seat, Nangong Rou stood in the center of the hall, Nangong Rou didn't have to guess to know what Mrs. Mei was going to say, she wanted to replace Nangong Qing'er to marry the crown prince Xiao Yan.

Sure enough, Mrs. Mei said: "Rou'er, in fact, the housemother should have told you about this matter yesterday, but yesterday you just returned home, and the boat was tired, and the housemother thought of letting you rest first." ”

Mrs. Mei paused and continued: "Not long ago, the crown prince asked the emperor for a decree to marry, and asked us to marry the prime minister's mansion by name, this kind of honor to be able to marry the royal family is not something that everyone can enjoy, and the lord and I will bring you back with the intention of letting you marry in the past, as soon as you marry in the past, you will be the crown princess above ten thousand people, and you have not been in the mansion for so many years, which is also a kind of compensation for you." ”

Nangong Rou sneered in her heart after hearing this, Mrs. Mei said this is really beautiful, she looks good for her, the Prime Minister's Mansion has ignored her for eighteen years, if it is really a good thing, can she still get her turn?

However, Nangong Rou already had a plan for this matter, so she pretended to be very happy and nodded: "It turns out that my father took me back because of this matter, so madam, when is the wedding date?" ”

A touch of disdain flashed in Mrs. Mei's eyes, she just learned that she was going to marry and began to ask about the marriage date? What a little prodigal hoof, shameless!

"The wedding date is set for Qixi in three months, but because Rou'er is going to marry the royal family, you have to learn the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and etiquette that you haven't been exposed to in these three months."

Mrs. Mei had a smile on her face, and what she said was indeed sarcastic, and she was saying that Nangong Rou was a village girl who had never read a book and didn't know etiquette.

Nangong Rou can finally understand Mo Tianxin's feelings, this is really tired of talking, can't she just talk about business?

Nangong said patiently: "What is the plan of the master mother?" Will the Master teach me? ”

"My lord and I plan to send you to the National Education Academy, some time ago, the teachers of the National Education Academy took those Guozi students to Jiangnan for a tour, Qing'er and Rui'er are also inside, they should come back today, tomorrow you go to the National Education Academy with them to study, brothers and sisters together can also make you adapt as soon as possible."

After listening to Mrs. Mei's words, Nangong Rou remembered that she still had two brothers and sisters in this mansion who had never met, Nangong Rui and Nangong Qing'er.

Nangong Rou accepted the matter of going to school obediently, of course, the reason was not to learn what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but because Mo Tianxin was also in it, although Mo Tianxin was thriving in the ink scholar's study, but she was excluded in the National Education Academy, thinking that she was a young lady who pretended to be sick all the year round and did not learn or have no skills.

In Beiyue, the hierarchy is strict, the highest is the royal family, the Prime Minister's Mansion is a family, the General's Mansion is a family, and the National Religious Academy is full of noble children or noble sons from poor families, because of their status, Mo Tianxin can't do anything at all, so he can only endure it silently.

Nangong Rou and Mrs. Mei returned to their own fragrance courtyard after a simple polite sentence, the morning sun was not so blazing, Nangong Rou moved out a chaise longue and covered it with a blanket and closed her eyes to enjoy the sunbath.

In the room behind her, a dark shadow stood by the window and spied on her, and then quietly disappeared into the room, and Nangong Rou did not notice it during the whole process.

In the afternoon, Nangong Rou, who woke up, has been replaced by a new maid named Xiaohong, Nangong Rou listened to Xiaohong's endless gossip while thinking about the name of the Prime Minister's Mansion, first Xiaolu was beaten half to death because she was not by Nangong Rou's side, and now she has a crippled leg and is sent home, and then Nangong Qing'er and Nangong Rui are back, and the prime minister set a table for the two of them in Zhiwei Restaurant to receive the wind.

Didn't call Nangong Rou.

Nangong Rou doesn't care, anyway, she doesn't have any feelings for this family, so let him go, but through this matter, a fool can also see Nangong Rou's status in this mansion.

Nangong Rou sat in the courtyard eating the pastries that Xiaohong brought her and asked, "Xiaohong, do you know why Xiaolu is not by my side?" ”

Xiaohong knew it in her heart, and replied honestly: "The slave knows that Second Miss, you are not in the mansion all the year round, and you are not favored, Xiaolu is naturally unwilling to serve you faithfully." ”

"I really dare to say it," Nangong Rou was surprised that Xiaohong actually dared to say that she was not favored, fortunately it was her, if it was a different person, Xiaohong said this I don't know how many times she would die, "Since you know that I am not favored in this mansion, why do you still follow me?" Afraid of ending up with Xiaolu? ”

Xiaohong is a little chubby, and the baby's fat face is sunburned and looks very cute.

Sure enough, the sun was the most poisonous this afternoon.

Xiaohong nodded undeniably at Nangong Rou's words, and then said: "This is the first, the second lady doesn't know, the slave maid and Xiao Lu are the most inferior maids in the house, and they were originally a maid who washed clothes for other maids, and now they can be transferred to be transferred to get out of the sea of suffering." ”

Nangong Rou glanced at Xiaohong's hand without leaving a trace, it was obviously a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, but her hands looked like an old lady who was dozens of years old, dark and stout, full of wrinkles.

Looking away, Nangong Rou has a good impression of this Xiaohong, she looks honest and cute, and she speaks cheerfully enough.

Stretching, Nangong Rou yawned and returned to the room, and Xiaohong followed behind her with a chaise longue.

As soon as she entered the room, Nangong Rou saw the neatly arranged National Academy uniforms and a few thin books on the table, which Xiaohong brought in, Nangong Rou just glanced at it and didn't care about him.

Nangong Rou was thinking about how to go out at night without bothering Xiaohong, who knows if there will be any moths in the prime minister's family, and she has something to do with her in the middle of the night.

Just thinking about it, Nangong Rou felt a familiar aura.

Taking advantage of Xiaohong's turn, Mingzhu rolled over through the window and hid under the bed with an arrow, and the whole process went smoothly without making a sound.

After Xiaohong sorted it out, Nangong Rou said: "Xiaohong, I'm a little hungry, you go and see what there is to eat in the kitchen, bring some." ”

Xiaohong looked at Nangong Rou's unfinished pastries in surprise, and thought to herself, could it be that the pastries were too unpalatable?

But as the saying goes, don't guess a woman's thoughts, Xiaohong is confused, but she still obediently went to the kitchen.

As soon as Xiaohong left, Mingzhu slipped out from under the bed, her body was still covered with cobwebs, and her pretty face was as black as the bottom of a pot at the moment.

"Oops......"

Nangong Rou patted the ashes on Mingzhu's body, and helped her remove the cobwebs hanging from her hair, and the whole room was dusty.

Mingzhu wiped his face, shook his hand and threw away the spider web, and said in a cold voice: "Sister Rou, the place where the Prime Minister's Mansion prepared for you to live is not even cleaned with ashes, it is really too deceitful!" ”