Chapter 389: The Girl Who Was Designed

Shui Bi first spent money to buy off a maid who worked in the kitchen, and asked her to tell the girl what she handed to her when Ling Xi's maid came to get food.

After hearing this, the maid accepted the silver with a smile on her face, and left after saying "the slave understands".

Seeing the maid leaving, Shui Bi turned around and went back to her house.

Snow Courtyard.

Ling Xi sat on the main seat, and next to her, there were two little maids, who were fanning her.

At this moment, a maid dressed in green walked in.

"Biluo, go see if the lemon cake is ready."

The maid named Biluo nodded, and immediately retreated.

When Biluo walked out of the yard, she happened to be seen by the "maid" who was bought by Shui Bi, and a glimmer of light appeared in the maid's eyes, but she quickly returned to normal.

Then, hurriedly returned to the kitchen.

Kitchen.

When Biluo came to the kitchen to get pastries, she happened to hear them talking about Anyi.

"I've heard other people say that Young Master Cousin is dead, it's really fake." A mother-in-law who washes vegetables said.

"Of course it's true." A mother-in-law mysteriously approached the mother-in-law who was washing vegetables.

The mother-in-law was so loud that it alarmed the whole kitchen. Among them, self also includes Biluo standing at the door.

Biluo pressed her ear to the wall and listened to the people in the kitchen talking.

"What's going on?" A maid said.

"I have a relative who works in the old man's yard. He said that Fu Shun ran back in a madness, and said that the young master was killed by a female ghost. ”

"What's so strange about being killed by a female ghost." A maid who looked very young opened her mouth, "The young master of the cousin relied on his uncle being a master, bullying men and women, robbing people and women everywhere, and after ruining their innocence, he continued to live his life as if nothing had happened." The little maid wiped her tears, "Pity those girls." Most of them have family affairs, and they were touched by the young master like this. Not only are the relatives yellow, but the people are gone. ”

"How do you know so well?" A cook said, "Isn't the girl you know who was killed by the young master?" ”

This cook's surname is Wen, and he is nicknamed Wen Dazui, and he is the one who talks the most in the whole kitchen. Seeing that the maid said this, she stopped what she was doing and leaned forward curiously.

The maid looked at Wen Dazui angrily.

"I've been here all day, where did I get the girl I know? When I went grocery shopping with the housekeeper's son, I listened to the lady who sold vegetables. The eldest lady said that his relatives had a very good-looking daughter, and they were all engaged to a well-off family, and then this happened. Then, the marriage was yellow, and the person hanged himself because he couldn't think about it. ”

The maid sighed as she spoke, and then looked at the door, and the smile on her face grew thicker and thicker.

This girl who came to the kitchen to get pastries was a dowry brought by Ling Xi from the palace, and she was wholeheartedly thinking about her master.

From her mouth, the credibility is quite high. What's more, she has been listening to this for so long, it is absolutely unjustifiable if she doesn't give Ling Xi a reasonable reason.

When the time comes, the snow courtyard will be lively.

Sure enough, Bi Luo's face turned pale when she heard that the young master had spent all day drinking and making the eldest girl of the yellow flower commit suicide. She didn't bother to go to the kitchen to get pastries, so she hurried to the snow courtyard.

Ling Xi waited in the courtyard for a long time, and when he saw that Biluo hadn't come over yet, his face was a little unsightly, and he was about to send someone to the kitchen to take a look.

But who knew that at this moment, Bi Luohuo ran in in a hurry.

"Princess, something is wrong."

"Why are you so flustered?" Ling Xi waved his hand, signaling that those maids didn't need to fan anymore.

Bi Luo looked at the maid next to her, and finally decided to step forward and talk in Ling Xi's ear for a while.

"Is that true?"

Ling Xi listened and looked at her in disbelief. Then, as if thinking of something, he said to the others, "Let's all go down."

It wasn't until everyone left that Ling Xi spoke: "Donkey, are you really dead?"

"It's nature." Biluo said with some concern: "The slave heard it with her own ears. Princess, what do you think about Taifu? I want you to hide this from you."

Biluo didn't say the words later, but Ling Xi understood it very well.

"An Xian wants me to spend all my good time here, and squeeze out all the use value of this palace, and seek a future for the entire Taifu Mansion."

Ling Xi said, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Biluo clenched her fists and said indignantly, "Princess, what should we do."

Do you really want to talk about how your whole life has been spent like this?

The more Biluo thought about it, the more she felt that Mrs. An's family had gone too far. Not only her, but even Ling Xi felt that she had gone too far.

"Of course, I rushed over and questioned him." Ling Xi was already a tendon, and when he was picked by Biluo like this, the fire was even more hopeful.

"Biluo, serve the palace to change clothes. The main palace is going to the main courtyard to ask the Taifu for peace. ”

Hello, please? It's a question.

Bi Luo sneered, but there was no show on his face, but said respectfully: "Yes."

Ling Xi sat in front of the mirror, dressed up by Biluo.

After a few minutes, the dress was finished.

Ling Xi combed his temples, held a butterfly tassel hairpin on his head, and wore the brocade clothes that the princess used when she participated in the festival on weekdays, looking graceful and luxurious, fresh and elegant, and very good-looking.

Ling Xi looked in the mirror with satisfaction and gestured to the maid next to him.

"Biluo, let's go."

"Yes." Bi Luo responded and followed Ling Xi out of the Snow Courtyard.

The main house.

An Xian was busy with his mother's illness, and the whole person was in a state of madness.

But at this moment, a small guy walked in.

An Xian was angry and had nowhere to come out, so he had to vent it on this little guy who hit the muzzle.

He kicked the guy hard, "Unruly guy! ”

The poor little guy didn't do anything, but he was kicked by An Xian like this, and his leg hurt.

It's painful, I still need to apologize, who made him a slave, and An Xian is the master.

After thinking about it, I had to say vigorously: "The slave knows the mistake, and the slave knows the mistake."

An Xian finished his anger on this little guy, and his mood was much better. He looked at the little guy and said with cold eyes: "Tell me, what's the matter."

"Princess, princess is here." The little girl endured the pain and said.

Because Ling Xi had a rule when she entered the door, everyone in the house must call her princess, not Mrs., so the little maid would call her so.

"Ling Xi is here?" An Xian's eyebrows trembled, and he said, "Please let her in." ”

This niece and daughter-in-law has always liked to nest in her yard, and she rarely even comes out to walk around, why did she suddenly come here?

Didn't anyone tell her what happened in the yard?

The people of this courtyard were all personally chosen by him, and they were absolutely loyal, and it was definitely impossible to betray him.

If it's not for that, what is it?

An Xian's eyes crossed with a trace of vague emotion.

(End of chapter)