Yeli didn't speak, just looked at her with cold eyes.

The mother concubine has changed quite a lot in the past half a month, and he naturally sees it in his eyes. To be honest, he was really relieved in his heart.

However, his silence made Ye Mengmeng think that he didn't believe her words.

She smiled awkwardly, coughed, and said something inexplicable.

"Lord, you believe me right, Niangniang said that she has to watch her daughter-in-law enter the door and watch her grandson and great-grandson come out in her life......"

Yeli stared at her expressionlessly.

Grandson? Great-grandchildren? Do you know what she's talking about?

Ye Mengmeng had to laugh dryly, didn't dare to talk nonsense, and walked away.

Staring at her back, Yeli frowned.

But said that after Ye Mengmeng returned to the house, Qingcha couldn't help crying out with a "wow" when she saw Miss coming back, and pounced on her to hug Miss.

"Miss, you're finally back...... If you don't come back, the slave doesn't want to live. Woooooooooooooooo ”

I lost Miss halfway, and the old lady didn't know how to punish her?

"Okay, okay, I'm not okay, right?" Ye Mengmeng comforted the personal girl and asked, "Did the old lady ask about me?" ”

"No......" Qingcha wiped her eyes, "Miss, the slave sneaked back, and she didn't dare to tell the old lady yet." Isn't that worrying? …… Miss, where the hell have you been? ”

Ye Mengmeng patted the back of Qingcha's hand and smiled mysteriously: "Your young lady, I am doing a very important business, if it is successful, Miss Ben will be the first person in the business community of Nanchu!" When the time comes, you, as Miss Ben's personal maid, will naturally gain fame and fortune and become the first maid in the capital, calling for wind and rain, and covering the sky with one hand......"

Qingcha couldn't help but laugh. Miss, are you here to be funny?

"What are you laughing at? Don't believe in your young lady's abilities? ”

Qingcha held back a smile and nodded again and again: "Xinxin, what Miss said is reasonable." ”

"Hehe, of course." Ye Mengmeng thought for a while, and then asked, "Is the eldest prince back?" ”

Ye Chengxuan's Zhuangzi, who ran on the outskirts of the city for the past two days, also went out early and returned late. In his heart, Zhuangzi is much more important than a shop.

"You should be back, right?"

Ye Mengmeng originally wanted the maid to call Ye Chengxuan, but when she thought that it was too late, she had to give up and told Qingcha to bring some paper and pencils in.

"Miss, what do you want pen and paper for?"

"It works."

Qingcha was suspicious. Miss doesn't like to read and write since she was a child, I'm afraid that the paper and pen in the study are rotten, and I haven't seen her read and write.

But she didn't ask too much, turned around and walked out of the house, and came in after a while, and sure enough, she took a pen and paper, and said with a bitter face: "Miss, the ink has long been dry." ”

"It's simple, just study the ink."

"Grinding?" Qingcha's face was confused. "Miss, this slave won't."

"Won't? No way? As a personal girl, you can't even grind ink? ”

"......" Qingcha had a bitter face, and she almost wanted to cry. Miss, the slave maid used to be a third-class girl, and it is not the turn of the slave maid to study ink. ”

"That'...... Pour the water on it, and I'll do it myself. Ye Mengmeng gritted her teeth, haven't you ever seen a pig run if you haven't eaten pork? She didn't believe that she couldn't ink.

Picked up the teacup and poured water in the square inkstone, lifted the grinding block and rotated it in the inkstone, made it for a while, and poured out a sweat, but I didn't expect that the matter of grinding ink looks simple, and it is not easy to grind black ink.

Finally, the ink was ready, but it was difficult to hold the brush.

It's barely possible to write with a brush, but this drawing is ...... She scratched her head, thought about it, and simply turned the brush upside down, and painted with the other end of the brush dipped in ink.

Qingcha was stunned by the side. If you say that your own lady can't even hold a pen, I'm afraid that no one will believe it......

But I saw the young lady lying on the table, scribbling on the paper, and concentrating on drawing a strange picture, but she couldn't understand what she was drawing, but she felt that the young lady's words and deeds were getting stranger and stranger.

An hour and a half later, Ye Mengmeng finally put down the pen, stretched her waist, and told Qingcha to fetch water to come in and wash.

Qingcha answered, brought in half a basin of hot water, and by the way, glanced at the picture drawn by the young lady, and asked curiously: "Miss, what is this painting?" ”

Ye Mengmeng smiled while washing her face: "This is the building plan, you can't understand it." ”

Qingcha pursed her lips and smiled: "Of course, if the slaves and maids understand, isn't it smarter than Miss?" ”

Ye Mengmeng laughed: "Are you praising Miss Ben for being smart in disguise?" Okay, I accepted this like! "The drawings weren't dry yet, so I had to hang them on the table.

He yawned and climbed onto the couch with a tired face. But I was still thinking in my heart: now, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. As soon as Concubine Pei's money arrives, the villa will soon be able to break the plan and start construction.

She fell asleep with dreams of fortune in her head.

Qingcha saw that the young lady was asleep, so she put down the curtain, hooked the hook, and saw that the young lady had closed her eyes and fell asleep, so she tiptoed away.

The drawing lay silently on the table. Curious, Qingcha walked over to take a look, but eventually shook her head.

A breeze blew outside the window, and it turned out that the window was not closed tightly. She hurriedly walked over and gently closed the window.

Early the next morning, Ye Mengmeng woke up. As soon as she opened her eyes, she began to think that she would take the drawings to find Ye Chengxuan, but unexpectedly, when she looked up, the drawings on the table were gone. Looking down, there was no one on the floor. Huh, that's weird?

"Clear tea, clear tea!" She shouted with her neck raised.

"Hey, here it is, Miss!" Qingcha lifted the curtain and walked in. "Miss is up? The slave is preparing hot water for the young lady......"

"Qingcha, have you received the drawings on the table?"

"Drawings? The slave didn't have it......" Qingcha turned her head to look, and sure enough, the drawings were gone, and her complexion changed. "Little ...... Miss, is it really gone? But the slave didn't see it......"

"You didn't see it, what about Mama Li? Could it be that she came in to clean up and thought it was waste paper and took it away? ”

Li ...... Momma? Small...... Miss, Mama Li ...... yesterday Yesterday she went home and said that her grandson seemed to be sick......"

Ye Mengmeng was stunned. Yes, she remembered.

"Okay, why are the drawings missing?"

Qingcha was so frightened that she knelt down, and stammered, "Little ...... Miss, the slave really doesn't know ......."

"Cut, look for it if it's gone, I don't blame you, why are you kneeling? Really! ”

"Yes, Miss!"

Qingcha hurriedly got up, and the master and servant searched the entire house. Under the table, under the bed, under the dresser...... All the corners were searched, and there was still no trace of the drawings.

"Isn't that weird, having fun and disappearing?" Ye Mengmeng touched her chin and pondered.