Luomei panicked, her forehead slammed and kept slamming on the ground, "Young master, the slave is wrong." ”

Seeing that Zheng Quyang was unmoved, she changed her direction and kept kowtowing to Han Bing, "Han girl, it's the slave who doesn't know what to do, it's the slave who is wrong, ask the girl for mercy." ”

Soon, there were already blood stains on the bluestone slab.

Han Bing sighed lightly, "Zheng Gongzi, forget it, she is also sincere to you." ”

is indeed sincere, but a maid, no matter how sincere she is to her master, she must have a degree. A person like Luomei, who is not in the right position and is extremely jealous, is indeed very easy to cause trouble.

Zheng Quyang was only angry, and after gradually calming down, he looked at this maid who had been serving him since he was a child. For so many years, even if there is no credit, there is hard work.

Besides, if the person who is used to it suddenly changes, it will be very inconvenient for him.

"Luomei, punish you with three months of silver."

"Thank you, Childe, thank you."

She had long since stopped crying, and when she stood up, the cold ice in her eyes saw a flash of hatred in her eyes.

Shaking her head, I hope she won't do anything she regrets.

"Go make tea."

"Yes......"

After wiping away her tears, Luomei's red and swollen eyes went down.

Han Bing slowly opened the book in the sun, "I won't drink the tea, I'm about to leave." ”

"So fast?"

"By the way, I'll read you a poem and see if you can guess what it means."

Without giving him time to react, she hurriedly read out the poem she saw in Su Yunxi's room.

As she read it, she watched his reaction.

He was stunned for a moment, and then his face began to turn red. Soon, the ears and neck turned red.

Then, he lowered his head shyly, wanting to see her but embarrassed.

She looks like a little daughter-in-law......

Even if she has a big nerve, she knows that something is wrong, and does she need a translator? This is a love poem, otherwise how could he have become like this all of a sudden?

After reading it, she quickly explained, "This poem was not written by me, it was written by someone else." ”

"It's for the girl?"

"It's not."

"Oh, that's good."

He let out a long sigh of relief, and his hanging heart fell.

"This love poem is okay, right?"

"Hmm."

He nodded affirmatively, "It's not just good, it's just a masterpiece." It's just that if it is a love poem, it is more appropriate to say that it is a regret that is lovesick and unwanted. ”

Acacia? Can't ask for it?

This can't help but remind her that Wang Xiawan once said that the two of them were childhood sweethearts, but at the age when they were first in love, they were beaten by Wang Yuxian and took Su Yunxi away.

This walk is several years.

So when did he give this poem to her?

"Okay, then thank you son, I'll leave first."

"Wait......"

Just climbed the courtyard wall, she turned her head to look at him condescendingly, "Anything else?" ”

"I would venture to ask, how does the girl call the prince?"

"Lord Wang? The prince is the prince, do you still call you, me? ”

"Thank you, girl, for answering your questions."

With a wave of her hand, she disappeared into the wall.

He stood there long after she left, not knowing what he was thinking.

Han Bing walked aimlessly down the street with her heart full of concerns, no matter how much she tried to convince herself, but the poem was like a thorn that not only pierced into her heart, but also took root in her heart.

Looking up at the sky speechlessly, she even had a day of jealousy?

This look frightened her, how did she come to the Taishi Mansion?

"Hurry up."

"Ahead, hurry up!"

"Hey, hey, what about you, don't get in the way."

A large group of people came out of nowhere behind her, carrying burdens, boxes, and backpacks, and the contents were full of things, and forced her through the side door.

Han Bing sadly discovered that she had passively entered the Taishi's Mansion.

"Hey, why are you lazy?"

Her hand sank, and a large bundle of firewood was forced into her hand. An old man who looked like a contractor kept blowing his beard and glaring at her, "Where the hell are you?" Why don't you do anything at all? Won't it be possible to help? We're here to work hard, don't look around, watch out for your skin! ”

"Yes, yes."

Picking up the firewood, she covered her face.

Because from a distance, she saw a grandmother from the Taishi Mansion walking towards this side.

Her face was all too familiar to anyone in the Taishi Mansion.

Although it wasn't her intention this time, she was already standing in the Taishi's Mansion, and even if she was covered with mouth, she couldn't explain it clearly.

Who would have thought that a peerless master would be squeezed in by a group of farmers who delivered things?

If it weren't for her own experience, she probably wouldn't have believed it.

"Why don't you go quickly?"

Her back was violently pushed on the back, and she took a big step before taking advantage of the situation, and followed the person in front of her to the back kitchen of the Taishi Mansion.

kept walking and walking, until she was about to doubt her life, and finally came to an end.

Wiping the non-existent sweat from the corners of her forehead, she shook her arm that was not sore as if she was tired, and quietly looked at everything around her.

Why build a kitchen in such a remote location? It's almost the deepest part of the mansion, so when the food is cooked and brought to the front yard, isn't it already cold?

Suddenly, she was pushed again.

"What do you see? Watch out for your dog's eyes! ”

"Why don't you hurry up and send these to the back!"

Behind? Where could there be further back than here?

The people in front lined up, picked up something different from the floor, and walked out of the kitchen. Taking advantage of everyone's inattention, she took a piece of charcoal from the burning table and hid a small section in her sleeve.

Then she stepped forward, and when it was her turn, she picked up from the ground a bamboo basket, covered with a white cloth, and what it contained was unknown.

When she stepped out of the door, she quietly made a few strokes on her face with charcoal, and by the way, the logo of the palace on her chest was blacked out.

Follow the people to a courtyard behind the kitchen that is almost deserted.

The road was overgrown with weeds, and it didn't look like a human life at all.

The yard is large, but it is dilapidated, and the yard is not cleaned all year round, and it has almost become a wasteland.

Can there be people living here?

There was a rotting smell everywhere, and a foul stench from a mix of various odors.

"It's really unfortunate that there are not enough people in the house to let me do these things. Why don't you hurry? Don't look at your eyes, or you'll dig them out! ”

At the front of the line, stood the same mama that Han Bing had seen when he entered the door.

She was pinching her nose with a handkerchief, looking impatient.

"Mama Zhang, rest assured, these people are all countrymen, they have never seen the world, and they can't understand it if they see it."

"I don't care where you're from, anyway, after a few busy days, you forgot all about this place! Otherwise, you are good-looking! ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

The leading old woman nodded again and again, and led them into the courtyard.

Quietly raised his head and looked around, Han Bing's eyes were full of shock.

What did she see?

Jail?

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Lewen