"A broken leg can be cured."

Wang Yingning said softly, the green calyx was lying there half-dead, and when she heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in her eyes.

Ya Po shook her head secretly, but she was just a maid, and the money for treating her legs could buy two of her.

"If I change this maid with the little girl in front of me, what do you think?"

Wang Yingning didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said directly.

"This ......"

Ya Pozi's eyes rolled several times, although she had a broken leg on the couch, she was just the right age, and her appearance was not bad, and she could be sold to a personal family as a concubine.

Thinking about the girl in the yard again, she is too young and has a very stubborn temper.

"Would you like to?" Ya Po asked the green calyx.

She didn't want to buy back an ancestor who was looking for death and life.

The green calyx lowered its head and nodded slightly.

Today's young lady has a very unpredictable temperament.

The fact that she drugged her was noticed by her at once, and she didn't execute herself until now, and Green Calyx always thought that she was going to keep herself and torture it slowly.

The days go by with fear, and life is worse than death.

Now if there is a glimmer of hope to get out of the house, she must also seize it.

"Come on, that's it," Ya Po said briskly:

"Little Nizi belongs to you, I took this girl away."

Wang Yingning smiled and nodded, indicating that she had accepted the love of Ya Po.

Both sides were happy.

Ya Po used an ox cart to pull the green calyx away.

Wang Yingning looked at the little girl with a sharp chin in front of her and asked, What is your name?

The little maid shrank behind Hongyao, and for some reason, her master had always been kind and pleasant, but she was stunned from the bottom of her heart.

The master seems to be surrounded by this cold air, which makes people fearful.

"If you go back to your master, the slave is called Xing'er."

"Have you served your master before?"

Xing'er's name is not like her own life, and Wang Yingning saw that although she was afraid, the rules were not bad.

The little maid nodded and said, "The original master was a girl from the gouache shop, and she was kicked out because she was not careful." ”

It's also sincere.

Wang Yingning said: "I have a red medicine by my side, you will be called Qingmei in the future, together with the fire girl in the kitchen, the three of them will get along." ”

The little maid hurriedly responded, went out of the room, followed the red medicine, and jumped to see the residence.

Wang Yingning saw from the window that Xindao was still lively.

It's okay to be lively, it's usually too quiet in her yard.

In this life, in addition to the hatred of the previous life. This person has to live a good life, isn't it?

In the backyard of Manfu, there is a very inconspicuous arch, and the arch is usually closed.

Few people know that there is also a small hidden yard behind this arch.

Xiao Jian lives in this courtyard with only two rooms.

"Master, the young lady of the Manchu family sold a maid today and bought a young maid. The one who was sold had a broken leg, and the wound could be concluded to have been broken not long ago. ”

Always report what he sees.

Xiao Jian frowned, how old is this young lady from a full family, and he can be so ruthless.

Break people's legs alive!

Those women spent their days in the inner house. In addition to intrigue, it is to beat and scold people to get angry.

Xiao Jian thought of Wang Yingning's pale and small gloomy face, dissatisfied and disdainful.