"She? What did she come over for? Zhang Lan was puzzled.

Xu Tao on the side remembered something, frowned and said, "Could it be that you are here to ask for sin?" ”

As soon as he said this, Zhang Lan remembered the disgusting things he had done, and even raised his feather duster and hit him: "You are embarrassed to say that you are not good at who you are afraid of, and you actually hit her with your idea, you really think that you have lived too long, don't you?" ”

Xu Tao was in pain, but he didn't care: "What's so terrible about an unfavored daughter." ”

"You still dare to say that you ......" Zhang Lan wanted to fight again, but Xu Tao was impatient, pushed her hand away, and turned around and walked out: "If you have taught me this idle time, you might as well think about how to send her away." ”

Zhang Lan looked at his back angrily and scolded: "You little rabbit cub! ”

Then he put away his expression and said to the girl outside the door, "Please come in." ”

Xu Tao took the silver and went out happily, and happened to meet Song Wanfeng who was standing outside the courtyard.

Looking at the girl shrouded in a fiery red cloak, Xu Tao was a little stunned, only feeling that there was something different about today's Song Wanfeng, although the face was still pale and weak, but the cold temperament of the whole body hooked up a temptation that should not be at this age.

Thinking like this, Xu Tao felt a burst of fire in his heart for no reason, and he was almost dizzy.

"The little one has seen the girl." He smiled with what he thought was graceful, and bowed awkwardly.

Song Wanfeng raised her eyes and glanced at her, her black and white eyes couldn't see any expression, she only felt that the two black pupils in the center were empty and cold, not like a living person.

A gust of cold wind blew and landed on Xu Tao's body, which was as cold as a boning.

"Get up." Song Wanfeng's voice was a little low, revealing two points of chill.

Xu Tao glanced at her suspiciously, but saw that the other party had already looked away, and half a cent did not fall on him.

He couldn't figure out what Song Wanfeng meant, but seeing that the other party didn't seem to have the intention of settling accounts with him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart.

Sure enough, he was right, what kind of official daughter, what kind of concubine of the Wenguo Mansion, after all, is just an unfavored daughter, no matter how wronged she is, with his old son and Mrs. Liu pressing, she can only knock out her teeth and swallow blood, who can help him get a cent?

At that moment, he was about to say something again, when he heard the maid behind him salute timidly: "Girl, Mama Zhang, please come in." ”

When he got to the mouth, he suddenly choked back, and Xu Tao smiled suddenly: "Since the girl has something to do with my mother, the little one will retire." ”

Then he swaggered away, and the grass behind him sneered disdainfully, and his eyes were full of contempt.

"Something!"

"Alright, let's go." Song Wanfeng said softly, and the dew drops walked into the house with her hand.

Before he entered the house, he heard Zhang Lan's fake voice coming: "Ouch, my girl, you are not in bed to give birth, what are you doing here on this cold day?" I am not afraid of getting caught a cold and being infected with a cold again. ”

But the old woman stood motionless at the door, if it weren't for the indifferent look on her face, I was afraid that others would think that she was a loyal servant who cared much about her master.

The two of them were very angry, but Song Wanfeng's expression did not change, and when they stepped into the house, their whole bodies couldn't help but warm up.

His eyes fell on the black copper charcoal basin on the side, the fine silver frost charcoal was burning, and there was not a trace of choking smoke in the room.

Zhang Lan saw that Song Wanfeng ignored her, her face was a little unsightly, and she followed behind Song Wanfeng and shouted: "Why does the girl ignore the old slave, could it be that the old slave did something wrong?" ”

Song Wanfeng turned around suddenly, Zhang Lan didn't stop for a while, and almost bumped into it, and immediately patted her chest in fright and said, "What is this girl?" almost scared the old slave out. ”

"Mama Zhang, you ......" Luzhu couldn't help but be disgusted by her style, and wanted to scold him immediately, but he didn't expect Song Wanfeng's cool voice to sound in the room:

"Mama is really generous to herself, this silver frost charcoal worth 100 silver is so willing to burn, look at the ashes filled in this pot, I'm afraid it will burn for several days."

Song Wanfeng sat on the stool next to her, raised her head and looked at her for a long time.

Zhang Lan's body stiffened, and she was stunned in place for a moment, her eyes looked at the pot of carbon fire in the middle, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance in her heart.

Since Song Wanfeng came to Zhuangzi, although she didn't take care of it carefully, she didn't stumble much, but over the years, Mrs. Liu had an order to want Song Wanfeng's life, so she gradually moved some hands and feet in secret, but she is also an old man in the house, and she is naturally more cautious than many people.

Although she is not afraid of what Song Wanfeng will say, it is just that if this matter is spread out, it will not look good, and if it is used by someone with a heart, I am afraid that her life will be over.

Thinking nine times a thousand times, Mama Zhang immediately smiled and said: "Where the girl said, these are all sent by Mrs., Mrs. is kind-hearted, knowing that the old slave hurt his throat when he was young and couldn't smell the smell of smoke, so he hereby gave it, but it made the girl misunderstand." ”

"Oh? Is it? Song Wanfeng squinted, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyes were as deep as night, and she looked at her coldly.

Being looked at by her like this, even a thick-skinned person like Zhang Lan was a little uncomfortable, and she opened her eyes and said, "Yes...... Yes. ”

"That Mrs. Liu is really a good master who is considerate of people." Song Wanfeng sighed softly, as if she was a little sarcastic.

Zhang Lan couldn't figure out the meaning of her words for a while, so she could only respond in a sneering manner

Finish.

Unexpectedly, Song Wanfeng's voice changed, and Sen Han's voice pierced into her ears in a daze, which made her fall into an ice cellar in an instant.

"It's just that what makes me curious is that Mrs. Liu treats you so harshly to the girls in her own house when she is so extravagant to you? If you don't know this, you still think that Mama Zhang is the eldest lady of the Wenguo Mansion. ”

Song Wanfeng smiled, as if she didn't notice how much impact her words had on Zhang Lan.

I saw Mama Zhang, who originally had a light expression, panicked for a moment, and her face was also white.

"Girl...... What is the girl talking about? How can a slave be compared to a girl, and besides, the lady treats several girls equally, where will there be a cruel treatment of anyone. ”