The fourth master opened a small stove for Ji Wanrong, but after half a day's work, it spread throughout Baylor's Mansion.

Chunjiao looked at her Gege now lying on the bed and burping, her good-looking eyebrows were about to twist into twists, "Gege, it's over, it's over, now, Fujin will definitely not be used to looking at us." ”

"Why?" After Ji Wanrong said this, without waiting for Chunjiao to respond, she said again, "It's okay, Fujin is so busy that he can't pay attention to me, a little shrimp." ”

As he was talking, he heard footsteps outside the door, which frightened Ji Wanrong and immediately sat upright.

"Rong Gege, Chang Fujin invites you to go to Qinfang Garden!" The person who came was an old woman, dressed in a red dress.

The black hair was mixed with a few silver threads, his expression was serious, and his eyes were sharp like knives, which fell on Ji Wanrong's body.

Looking at this mamma menacing and terrifying, where did Ji Wanrong dare to say no?

Hurriedly nodded in response, and followed behind Mama to Qinfang Garden.

Ji Wanrong has been here for the past three days, lying in bed for two days, and today is the third day, and it is also the first time to go out.

He is a personality status, and he only has one room for horizontal and vertical use, and the room is not big, and he eats, drinks and sleeps in it.

went out coldly, she couldn't help but look around, and her eyes kept looking.

Chunjiao followed behind Ji Wanrong, half frightened to death.

I thought to myself, Gege's mouth is really a good and not a bad spirit.

The spirit of today's newcomer has provoked the two most prestigious Buddhas in the Baylor Mansion.

Out of the small broken yard where she lived, Ji Wanrong found that even the stone road under her feet had become different.

It has changed from bluestone slabs to marble, and there are many bonsai on both sides of the road.

Although it was April and the weather was a little cold, it still looked vibrant, which was really good.

Needless to say, the Qinfang Garden of the Wulanala clan has not yet entered the garden, and I smelled the fragrance of flowers.

Ji Wanrong hung her head, followed behind her grandmother, stepped into the garden gate, and walked through the verandah before going around the main hall.

I could have heard the sound of someone talking, but when Ji Wanrong entered the room and knelt on the ground, a quiet needle in this room could be heard.

"Good fortune." Ji Wanrong didn't look up, knelt directly on the ground, and saluted generously.

In fact, as a modern person, Ji Wanrong is very disgusted with this identity and these rules, but when she is under the roof, she has to bow her head.

If you don't follow the rules, you're afraid you'll die! It's good to be able to travel back when you're dead, but what if you're really dead?

Thinking about it this way, it's nothing to be wronged, it's better to die than to live, and the future will be long.

"You're the Niu Co Lu Clan?" A woman's voice sounded a little weak from the top of the front.

"Slave Button Cobalt Lu Wanrong." Ji Wanrong hurriedly responded, thinking to herself, but she must be blessed that she is not the same person as the Xi Concubine Niangniang in history.

I don't want to be tied to Yinzhen and be someone else's concubine!

"You get up." The man spoke again, this time in a somewhat more neutral voice than before.

Ji Wanrong stood up, a little nervous, and didn't dare to look up.

"Today, the master went to Lixiangyuan to visit you, and ordered someone to bring you a meal, and also sent someone to tell Ben Fujin to reward you with two new clothes." Wulanala looked at Ji Wanrong, who was standing three meters away from him with low eyebrows, but his heart was a little sour.

Since Honghui was sick, the fourth master has finally become much lighter about this man and woman.