Murong Qi thought like this, so he didn't want to continue to delve into it, anyway, knowing who was right and who was wrong between Qiu and Zhao's mother, as long as their masters knew it.

His face softened slightly: "Get up, you can just watch and deal with this matter yourself." ”

Leng Qinglang stood up from the ground, looked at Zhiqiu, and bit his lip lightly: "Zhiqiu has followed me for so many years, and he hated iron for a while, so he was indeed a little annoyed, but after thinking about his love for many years, I, as the master, still want to give her a good home."

If the prince really agrees, I will clean up two rooms in Wisteria Xiaozhu and let Zhiqiu make a room, right? We also see each other day and night, be a companion, and don't work for my sister to be tired. ”

When he said this, Leng Qinglang's tears kept coming, looking sad and pretending to be generous.

Murong Qi thought of Leng Qing Huan Shicai's schadenfreude, and was angry for a while, so he nodded and agreed: "Do what you say." ”

Leng Qinglang originally had a little temptation, hoping that Murong Qi would firmly refuse, and then send Zhiqiu away happily, who knew that he would actually push the boat down the river and agree. This made her instantly soft and crying even more aggrieved.

My concubine has not yet been favored, and she has arranged all the girls, isn't this going to be laughed at?

Let them love under their noses, she can't do it at all. It was Zhao's mother who kept persuading her, saying that instead of letting Leng Qinghuan arrange Zhiqiu's place, it was better to start first, on the one hand, to show his virtue, on the other hand, to circle Zhiqiu in front of him, the prince would have a greater chance of coming to Wisteria Xiaozhu, and it was also a means to compete for favor.

For example, when Jin's body was inconvenient, he pushed the girl who was waiting around him to Leng Xiang, and later gave birth to the fourth lady and promoted her to become the fourth aunt. To the Kim family is to obey the word.

She didn't have any other plans for a while, she came with luck, but Murong Qi not only coaxed her, did not refuse, but also looked like she was in the middle of her arms, and suddenly lost her soul.

Zhiqiu knelt on the ground, secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly kowtowed to thank him.

Murong Qi didn't look at her: "If it's thanksgiving, you should go to Chaotianque to thank the princess." She is also the nominal master, and there is someone in the backyard, so she should go and kowtow to her. ”

Leng Qinglang wanted to refute, and swallowed the latter words wisely.

At this juncture, it's really not a good time for yourself to be strong.

Coming out of Murong Qi's study, Leng Qinglang returned to Wisteria Xiaozhu angrily, and ordered someone to clean up two side rooms, so that Zhiqiu turned his head and became the nominal girl in the room.

Regarding what happened that day, Leng Qinglang later interrogated Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu only insisted that after eating chicken soup, he took a nap, and then was woken up by the heat, and everyone knew what happened later.

Leng Qinglang didn't say that he believed it, nor did he say that he didn't believe it, but he just looked at her with a little hatred that he couldn't hide.

Zhiqiu has served her since she was a child, and with a subtle expression of her, Zhiqiu can guess her thoughts.

Zhiqiu thought that for Leng Qinglang, even if she was as loyal as a dog in the future, she would no longer trust herself as before.

Therefore, she had to find ways to make herself favored in front of Murong Qi. Although it may never be possible to surpass Leng Qinglang, it can be regarded as having a backer.

After asking Leng Qinglang's consent, she went to kowtow to Leng Qinghuan.

Leng Qinghuan was in a very good mood, looking at her with a smile.

"After changing the outfit of the little girl, it's just different. We used to say that you were a beauty. ”

Zhiqiu changed his previous arrogance, and today he lowered his eyebrows and was very respectful: "Thank you for raising the princess." ”

Leng Qinghuan touched a little emerald flower from the bun and gave it to her from the pocket: "You also know, my princess deserves a shabby one, and this congratulatory gift is a bit out of her hands." ”

This point of emerald flower is finely worked, especially the emerald feathers of the kingfisher above, which are delicate and colorful, and they are also very precious. Zhiqiu held it in his hand and thanked him again.

Leng Qinghuan asked with a smile: "That day, the guard who secretly calculated you is still waiting in front of the deputy general, and I haven't sent him down for the time being." You say, wouldn't it be too cruel to be killed with a cane? ”

Zhiqiu's body trembled, and he was suddenly a little flustered: "The slave doesn't understand what the princess means." ”

"I really don't understand, or are you pretending to be confused?" Leng Qinghuan smiled even more: "He dared to take advantage of the fact that you were pretending to be faint and carry you to the hospital bed of the deputy general." Now that I think about it, I'm afraid, if the prince pushes the door and sees that scene, will he make the decision for you and point you to the deputy general, or do you think that you are trying to seduce your subordinates and then punish you? ”

Zhiqiu suddenly felt a cold sweat on the back of his spine, and raised his eyes to look at her in a panic, and felt that her clear eyes seemed to be a mirror that pierced people's hearts, and all her thoughts were in front of her eyes.

How could she know about such a secret thing?

She didn't dare to look directly at Leng Qinghuan, and lowered her head: "Princess Niangniang Mingjian, Zhiqiu was indeed calculated by others, and Zhiqiu was wronged." ”

"It's true that you have been calculated by others, but you are not wronged at all. If the prince knew that you poured out the chicken soup, you didn't drink it at all, but calculated it and deliberately calculated him. I don't know what it will be like. ”

Zhiqiu was completely panicked, she really knew everything, as if she had planned all this.

This woman is so terrible, how could she be the reluctant Leng Qinghuan in the Prime Minister's Mansion? I never put her in my eyes, but today I was planted in her hands and was controlled. Her own life and death are also a matter of her words.

She knelt on the ground, humbling like never before: "The slave and maid are guilty, and I beg the princess to spare her life." ”

"Look at what scared you, where did the ability and guts to make things difficult for this princess gone?" Leng Qinghuan said casually: "Since I have promoted you in front of the prince, I am appreciating you, how can I easily take your life?" ”

Zhiqiu Cheng was terrified: "The princess has a large number of concubines, sparing the slaves and maids, and the slaves and maids will not dare to be presumptuous in the future, and are willing to obey the dispatch of the princess." ”

Leng Qinghuan smiled slightly, talking to smart people is labor-saving. And this girl has the guts, dares to bet, and when she knows that Leng Qinglang is unreliable, she dares to put the bet on herself.

She waved her hand at Zhiqiu lightly: "Go back, I will help you there, as for creation, it's up to you." ”

Zhiqiu withdrew with a sweat, and at first he was a little remorseful, and he shouldn't have made a decision so quickly on impulse. After all, Leng Qinghuan can't be treated by the prince, and his status in the mansion is shaky, and he may be expelled one day.

But soon, she saw Murong Qi and walked straight towards Chaotianque, and couldn't help but tremble. With Leng Qinghuan's clever wrist, Leng Qinglang may not be able to fight her.

She curtsied to Murong Qi, who paused, glanced at her, and then went straight past her and into the house.