Murong Xuetian had already written down Shan Kite and Shan Xinyue, "Just buy it when the things are gone, what you and I have is money." However, this thing can't be taken for nothing. ”

looked at Donghuan's face thoughtfully.

"Uh-huh." I was a little embarrassed to be looked at by the young lady, but I felt less self-reproachful in my heart, but I felt that I was very useless.

She thought that she should listen to the words of Master Ling and Xiao Yan, and protect Miss after practicing well, just like Miss protects her.

While speaking, they had arrived at the small courtyard of the Peach Blossom Pavilion, and the most satisfying thing about her along the way was that the road was finally flat, turning into a complete stone path, and the weeds on both sides of the road were replaced by green bamboos.

Make the already quiet road more quiet and beautiful.

That's what she wanted. This harmonious and quiet tone.

The yard is enclosed by a wall, and when you step in, there are a few peach blossom trees and a few tall and dense leafy trees planted in the front yard, and there are stone tables and stone chairs under the trees.

The attic is a three-storey type, gray rubble, lacquered beams, intriguing, ingenious structure, generous and beautiful. There are also a few nice small buildings next to the main pavilion.

Inside, downstairs are some vacant rooms and study rooms and the like, and the bedrooms are on the second and third floors. The kitchen is separate from the attic.

The layout was simple, clear and practical, and soon Murong Xuetian found some medicine and gauze tape.

Ordered Donghuan to sit down, skillfully bandage Donghuan's wounds, and deal with the bruises on his face.

"Miss, these are all made by slaves, Miss......"

Donghuan accepted Murong Xuetian's compulsory bandaging with trepidation, but his heart was warm, Miss is so good.

Murong Xuetian cut the yarn tape with scissors, tied a knot, and said lightly:

"Also, you should learn, otherwise you won't know how to deal with it if you get hurt."

"Miss......"

In the past, there was no one to take care of the young lady in the house, and the monthly silver was pitiful, even if there was no money to buy ordinary medicines, let alone if she was injured, there would be medicine to deal with. She didn't know what to say to Miss.

Murong Xuetian ignored Dong Huan's embarrassed expression, pointed to the medicine box and asked her to put it away, and said, "Put it away, come here." ”

Donghuan obediently put the medicine box back to its original position and listened to the young lady's instructions.

"Where's the school?"

"Huh?" Winter Ring wondered.

"Yan'er has found you a master who will teach you the knowledge of the rules."

This cigarette chase hasn't come back yet, and her words should be done in seven days.

"Miss, you mean, you asked the smoke to find them?"

Donghuan asked in surprise. She thought that she had suddenly lost her good fortune, and was finally discovered and someone took her as an apprentice.

It turned out that the young lady found it.

It is a great kindness that she can get such care from the young lady as a slave maid, which is not finished in her life.

"Otherwise, what do you think, you are too disobedient, if you don't find someone to discipline you well, what will you do in the future?"

Thinking of that day, she was angry, and she couldn't even order her. What is not a lack of discipline?

However, it was they who heard Donghuan talk, not him, and he was helpless to chase cigarettes who loved to play.

She said she was looking for one, and she actually found two. How can this girl who has lacked discipline since she was a child suffer.

Winter Ring was red, "Miss." ”

"Go and bring them here." The main thing is how their character and ability are, and whether they are suitable for teaching.

got the order, Dong Huan answered the call and went to do something, I was afraid that the late lady would say that she was disobedient.

Soon after, two people came to the hall, one old and one young, one who looked like a knowledgeable old gentleman, and the other who was as handsome as the son of a family who came out of a painting was very young.

Of the two people who were brought, the old man respectfully saluted Shan Qianhan, and the young one looked very rude.

Donghuan tugged at the sleeve of the young man's shirt, but the young man still ignored it, arrogant and rude.

Murong Xuetian smiled, "I said how Yan'er found two, it turned out that I found one, and the other one was bought and given away." After speaking, he ignored the young man's red face and asked the old man to sit down.

"I don't know who the old gentleman is?" Pointing to the empty teapot and motioning for the winter ring to boil tea.

Donghuan immediately understood that he took the teapot and ran out, the young man couldn't stop it, and the angry young man sat next to him.

"I'm the former dean of the Hanlin Academy, Ling Liao." The old man replied, but without a smug tone.

The young man snorted disdainfully, but his voice was not loud but could be heard clearly by those present:

"Isn't it just a dean, it's too low. Boring. ”

The old man was not angry and waited for Murong Xue's questioning.

Murong Xuetian admired Ling Shuan's calm and calm attitude, "Yes, it's much better than the one that was sent, and it's worth being a master of the Winter Ring." ”

The praise of Murong Xuetian was also a smile, and there was no other expression.

The young man glared at Murong Xuetian angrily, what do you mean by sending it!

Waiting for Murong Xuetian to explain, but Murong Xuetian ignored his existence and continued to ask, so that the young man couldn't swallow and couldn't spit it out.

Is this really the legendary Miss Waste? Dare to ignore her existence.

If it weren't for the fact that the Lord of Chasing Yan said that he would find an apprentice for a little maid, he took the initiative to invite Ying to be this master, although it was later discovered that her apprentice was indeed a martial arts material.

But how can she still have such a master, what does it mean to chase the smoke lord.

If it weren't for the face of the apprentice and the Smoke Chasing Lord, he would never let go so easily, and the woman in front of him who treated him as air.

"What will Mr. Ling do?" Murong Xue leaned to the point.

"Teaching and educating people, literacy and writing."

"Can you cook?"

Ling was stunned for a moment and replied, "Yes." ”

"Okay."

In fact, it was Donghuan who made it and she could only barely swallow it, teaching her how important it was to cook!

The young man "poof" was choked by Murong Xuetian's question, cooking, what do you mean.

At this time, Donghuan had already come in with the boiled tea, and poured a cup for Murong Xue and then a cup for Ling Sui.

For the young man, Donghuan looked at Murong Xuetian hesitantly, Miss didn't seem to like him, do you want to?

Murong Xue motioned to Donghuan to put down the tea and said:

"Forget the one that was sent, let him go back from where."

Donghuan really put the tea down, and the boy was furious.

"I didn't send it! Shan Qianhan, you are so disrespectful! ”

Murong Xue poured tea slowly, and blew on the floating tea leaves before saying slowly:

"If you want to be respected by others, you must first respect others, and I didn't invite you to come, so you can leave if you can't get used to it. Donghuan learns the rules, not breaks the rules. ”

"You!" Kicked off the table in a boyish manner, if anyone dared to do this to him, he would definitely beat him up without saying a word.

But not only did the woman say it, but he couldn't do anything to her.

She is the master of the apprentice, and she finally accepted a favorite apprentice, but she can't be angry and run away.