The next morning, Chu Yunyao wore dark circles under her eyes and nestled in the quilt in a daze.

Mama Rong came in from outside with a washbasin, her face was full of vegetables, her face was tired, and when she saw Chu Yunyao's stupid appearance, she asked tentatively, "Young lady, why can't you get up?" Did you not sleep well last night? ”

Chu Yunyao nodded, lifted the quilt, and sat in front of the dressing mirror, "Well, I had a terrible nightmare last night." ”

Mama Rong's heart jumped, and she asked weakly, "What dream?" Tell the old slave about it. ”

Chu Yunyao shook his head: "You can't say it, you can't say it, there are really people who died in this house......"

Thinking of everything she saw last night, Mama Rong became more and more worried, "Young lady, this is your new house with the young marshal, the old slave is old, let's move to the bunk where the servant sleeps."

You and the young marshal newlywed Yan'er is at the stage of glue, I live here, the young marshal is strong-blooded, and I am embarrassed to come over......"

Chu Yunyao's hand that was applying ointment to his face paused, and muttered, "Blood and Qi Fanggang? ”

"Hmm." Rong Mama said: "So it's better for the old slave to move out of here......"

"No wonder ......" Chu Yunyao didn't listen to what Mama Rong said at all, she stared at the ugly face in the diora covered by the black medicinal juice, and said to herself: "A man in heat is really terrible, a woman of this appearance can go down his mouth, he is afraid that he will feel beautiful when he sees a sow......"

Thinking of that kind of scene of humans and beasts, Chu Yunyao shivered in disgust.

"Young lady." Mama Rong pushed Chu Yunyao: "Young lady, it's decided." ”

Chu Yunyao came back to her senses and pulled her long hair together, "Just ask the housekeeper, I can't be the master of this matter." ”

As he was talking, the housekeeper came in, and when he heard Mama Rong's request to change her residence, he refused, "The place where the servants live is too crowded, you were sent by the Overseer's wife, on behalf of the Overseer's wife, how can you be crowded with ordinary servants?" ”

Mama Rong wanted to say something, but the housekeeper clapped her hands and said: "It's better for you to live in a side hall alone, so it's decided, if you are still not satisfied, you just look down on the young marshal's mansion." ”

Mama Rong: "......"

Mama Rong is simply suffering.

Chu Yunyao asked: "Housekeeper, I've been married in for a few days, why haven't I even seen a young and beautiful girl in the entire Young Marshal's Mansion?" Who usually serves the young marshal's diet and daily life? ”

The housekeeper slandered in his heart: As soon as he got married, he began to inquire about the private life of the young marshal, he was not very old, his heart was not small, and he didn't know how many days to stay in the position of the young marshal's wife, so he wanted to be jealous.

The housekeeper replied with a smile: "The young marshal has always been clean and self-conscious, except for the young lady, there are no other young and beautiful little girls in the young marshal's mansion, and the young marshal's diet and daily life have always been the responsibility of the cronies around him."

Although the young lady is relieved, the young marshal has no plans to fill in the mansion for the time being. ”

Chu Yunyao waved his hand, "No, no, no, the young marshal is strong-blooded, the more I don't have this plan, the more uneasy I will be, some people have been suppressed for too long, and on the surface, they look pure and have few desires, maybe the essence has changed." ”

The bastard things he did to her last night, the bastard things he said, completely exposed Mo Lingyuan's bastard nature.

The housekeeper took a look, "Why does the young lady's words sound like scolding?" ”

Chu Yunyao beckoned to the housekeeper: "Old man, can you tell me which girl the young marshal once fancied into?" ”

The butler's shrewd little eyes rolled around: "This, as far as the old slave knows, no." ”

Chu Yunyao asked again: "Then, what type of girl does the young marshal like?" ”

"What is the young lady asking for?"

"Give my husband a concubine!" Chu Yunyao straightened her slender waist and put on the posture of the main palace lady.