And he is not at home, only the two masters of the British duchess and the prince live in such a large courtyard, and there are not many servants to serve, so it is strange that he is not lonely.

Thinking about things all the way, Ye Qingyu came to the courtyard of the British duchess and saw that the other party was holding scissors, standing in front of a cluster of flowers to cut flower branches.

Ye Qingyu looked at her, and suddenly felt that the British duchess was quite pitiful, and she saw her loneliness from this empty mansion.

"Here we are." When the British duchess saw her, she took the initiative to greet her.

Ye Qingyu came back to her senses, took two steps forward, made a blessing salute to her, and naturally asked, "Mrs. Zhao cut flower branches, is she going to arrange flowers?" ”

"Hmm. These flowers bloom just right, and they bloom alone in the yard, so it is better to cut them out and insert them in a bottle and put them in the room for people to enjoy, and they will wither anyway. ”

The British duchess nodded, and chatted with her, without the coldness and majesty of yesterday, with a lazy atmosphere, and even spoke without thorns.

Ye Qingyu glanced at her a little strangely, and then looked at the courtyard, only to find that there was only a British duchess, and there was no maid to serve.

"Mrs. Zhao, don't you like to be served? There are so few people in your house. Ye Qingyu said.

"It's just me and the son of the world in the house, and there is no need for so many people to serve." The English duchess said, "You didn't see anyone, but you went to take care of the other yards." ”

"Oh." Ye Qingyu nodded, thought about it and said bluntly, "Mrs. Zhao, your temper in private is so gentle." ”

The British duchess looked at her, sneered, and her face turned cold, "What? Do you prefer me to have such a cold face on you? ”

“…… No! Ye Qingyu hurriedly shook her head, and felt a little funny, the little fear of her in her heart disappeared all of a sudden, and she suddenly felt a lot closer, so she boldly tentatively said,

"Madame, aren't you afraid that I will tell you what I saw today?"

"Oh, you can try." The British duchess clicked a pair of scissors and cut a white peony, and her voice was not undulating.

"I still won't try, I'm not that stupid, really." Ye Qingyu said hurriedly.

She felt that what the Duchess of England had shown to her that she had come here might have been a test for her.

It's better for her to be blind and deaf obediently.

"I just like smart people." The British duchess smiled faintly, beckoned to Ye Qingyu, asked her to come over and get these cut flower branches, and then followed her back to the house.

After Ye Qingyu put the flower branch on the table, after a while, a girl came out of nowhere, carrying a pot of tea and two plates of snacks.

Ye Qingyu glanced at this maid and felt that she walked lightly like a female ghost, and she really didn't make a sound at all.

It's kung fu, right?

Ye Qingyu thought to himself that it really deserved to be the Guogong Mansion, just a maid, as if she had peerless martial arts.

Longtan Tiger's Den.

These four words couldn't help but rush into Ye Qingyu's mind, she shuddered in her heart, became a little more vigilant in her heart, and put away the casualness when she first met the British Duchess.

"Sit down." The British duchess said to Ye Qingyu, and then began to prune the flower branches and insert them into the vase one by one.

Ye Qingyu sat down obediently, picked up the teacup, blew the hot air, and took a small sip, the fragrance of the tea immediately wrapped around the tip of the tongue, and then filled the entire mouth, making people want to sigh comfortably.

(End of chapter)