Just after the ugly hour, snowflakes began to fall in the sky, until it was already white, and the maid and maid got up early in the morning and began to sweep the snow with a broom.

Ning Qinghan woke up to the sound of snow clearing, Qinghan opened his eyes in a daze, and looked around the boudoir of the original owner through the light red curtain. Diagonally opposite the bed is a tortoiseshell shell-inlaid dressing table, which is very beautiful and dazzling. On the walls on both sides of the dresser, there are two embroidered silk silks, one is embroidered with peony flowers, which is worthy of being the national flower of China, and the embroidery is delicate and moving; The other is also embroidered with flowers, with lotus flowers and dragonflies, tentatively called "Dragonfly Lotus Picture". "It seems that the original owner's father and mother really love her, and the boudoir is so beautiful," Ning Qinghan thought to herself

At this time, the ink painting pushed the door and walked in, "Miss, you are up, the slave and maid will bring you water and wash, the breakfast has been brought over, and the slave and maid will bring it to you immediately."

Ning Qinghan nodded.

When Ning Qinghan used to go to school to make movies in modern times, he often saw the phenomenon of slaves bullying their masters, and in some movies, there were things about maids colluding with other masters to assassinate their masters...... Thinking of this, Ning Qinghan couldn't help but shudder, Qinghan decided to quietly observe these maids first to see if there were any available people.

At this time, the ink painting walked in with water, "Miss, it's time to wash"

Ning Qinghan nodded.

"Miss, it snowed for half the night last night, and the old lady specially ordered me not to go to ask for peace this morning," Si Qin said as he brought in breakfast.

"Grandmother's order not to ask for peace is to be sympathetic to us, but I can't rest assured that my grandmother's body is a little relieved, after eating breakfast for a while, Mo Hua will accompany me to the old lady," Ning Qinghan ordered

"Miss, you are weak, the weather outside is too cold, it is better to go out less!" The ink painting persuaded Ning Qinghan to change his mind.

Ning Qinghan has felt that the Hou Mansion is not as calm as it seems to be since what happened yesterday evening, but there are many secrets hidden, if you want to investigate the truth about the cause of her parents' deaths, you have to start with the old lady.

"Ink painting, don't be persuaded, I've made up my mind, I'll go after eating in a while, find me the fox fur cloak and find it"

Ning Qinghan commanded firmly

"Alright, Miss, I'll go!" After saying that, the ink painting walked to the closet.