The little servant bowed his head and bowed his waist and invited Bai Yourong into the private room on the side of the stairs.

"Miss, we have arranged for you to talk about tea and the little master."

When Bai Yourong came in, he saw two people standing on the stage, fiddling with the props and notes on the table.

The little guy immediately retreated, and Qingyan poured tea for the young lady, waved her hand to the people on the stage, and signaled that it was time to start.

The one named Xiao Si is responsible for warming up the scene and saying some funny baggage, and the one named Xiao Fu is responsible for saying some lies in it. Xiao Si is chubby, his eyes are very small, and when he smiles, his two eyes are narrowed into a line, which can drive the atmosphere very well, and Bai Yourong and Qingyan who provoked him also laughed. Xiao Fu is the queen mother in front of the stage, he is very cold when he doesn't speak, and he is really happy on the stage.

"When Prince Jue married a concubine, he didn't give amnesty to the world?"

"It's probably that Bo Ji is unhappy, and it makes Long Live Lord angry."

"Bo Ji's original name is Bo Hua."

"I was originally Princess Jue, but I had to enter the palace gate!"

What impressed Bai Yourong the most was this paragraph, and he remembered that day in the palace hall, Bo Ji's eyes looked at him. I must have said that I saw through it.

"Miss, don't take it personally, this is just a folk rumor, used for jokes after cooking."

"In the next game, I'm afraid that I will become a laughing stock."

Qingyan didn't say much anymore, went out of the private room, and was about to go down the stairs, when the white-faced little fu hurriedly followed. "Miss, when are you coming back?" His eyes dodged, and he seemed to be a little nervous.

"What did you say that disturbed the interest of the young lady, how can there be a next time." Qingyan first stood up and ridiculed Xiao Fu.

"Qingyan, I'm getting more and more presumptuous." Bai Yourong's unseen black face. She looked at the little Fu in front of her, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, with a thin face and a malnourished appearance, and she also relied on these silver to get by.

"When you have time, you will come." Bai Yourong left these words, and turned around and went down the stairs. and told Qingyan to leave some more broken silver for the little master.

"Master, this is the silver tael that I just received." The man named Xiao Fu gave the broken silver he had just received to the man named Xiao Si, and then began to clean up the things on the table.

"I'm a good girl, it's different to have a little master, I look pitiful when you see it, even the master is reluctant, not to mention the young lady of a big family." Unlike the previous smile, Xiao Si's smile was greasy and dazzling.

Xiao Fu didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he found an excuse to leave. This angered Xiao Si, and the flesh on his face made him even more arrogant, and he said to Xiao Fu's back, "If you don't come tonight, you have to come." ”

These were all staged by Bai Yourong when he came out of the "Folding Fan Pavilion", and she didn't know that all her silver was in the hands of the little priest she thought was very kind.

Sometimes it's like this, some people are just able to do good in front of others and do evil in the future. The coy appearance hides from everyone, and fills his selfish desires in the shadows of ignorance.

The days passed quietly like this, the lack of dark waves in the court was surging, and many of the prince's people competed to turn the rudder and throw themselves under the command of Gu Jue. Gu Jue is also facing all kinds of pressure exerted by the prince. So it's been a few days, and Gu Jue hasn't stepped into Bai Yourong's yard. However, Bai Yourong also enjoyed it, and the master of the tailor's shop sent a message to her to come over.

said that the master made the style that Bai Yourong wanted, Bai Yourong was reluctant to go, but everyone invited himself, even if others made it and he lost, he had to be decent.

"I can call you White Girl, my youngest daughter would be so old if she was still here." As he spoke, the master stopped the needlework in his hand.

"Master, it doesn't matter what you call it." As he spoke, he handed his handkerchief to the master.

Later, I heard the old master say that in the early years, the family fled to this Liyin country because of the outbreak of civil strife in Mo Zhai, and his daughter and wife were killed by the rebellious army of Mo Zhai on the way. So he survived until now.

Bai Yourong didn't need to ask, he could see the hatred in the master's heart, I was afraid that things were not so simple, but a girl of the same size as himself went at the age of five, and it was a pity after all.

In the end, the master still accepted Bai Yourong as an apprentice, and asked her to come over after a few days to learn some crafts. It's just that the needlework is not very smooth, and some places are not particularly natural, but she is ready to study seriously.

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