Although Yinzhen said that he could allow himself to go back to the Kefu before, Ji Wanrong couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

Either I'm sick, or I'm delayed by something else.

There is no special case in this house, that is, Chang Fujin, and the number of times he goes back all year round is also only a handful.

Although Ji Wanrong asked Chunjiao to send the silver back, every time, she had to bring back more than half of it.

Presumably, the Fucha clan knew that it was his daughter's intention, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

But she pity Ji Wanrong's status and let her keep more silver.

"Just these two days, let's go back." Ji Wanrong lowered her eyes and said softly, there was no hint of joy in her tone.

Chunjiao saw her like this, but she was still so low when she carried her position, and when she remembered the previous things, she was also worried.

Every time his master took a step forward, there were so many pairs of eyes watching, and so many vicious thoughts watching.

Even the master can't protect the master wholeheartedly, and every step in the future will become more and more difficult.

How could the master be happy? I'm afraid that I was chilled by my master yesterday.

"Okay, listen to the master, and the master will be happy." When Chunjiao thought of this, she was distressed, and said with relief, "The fourth young master must have grown a lot taller, Madame knows that the master is like this, and she will definitely cry happily, but master, you haven't had lunch yet, can you eat some?" ”

Ji Wanrong sat there, originally in a very wooden mood, but listening to Chunjiao's words.

In my mind, I couldn't help but flash the figure of my mother's family, although the intersection is not deep, it may be the family affection in the bones of the original owner.

made her heart still worry about it very much, and she felt wronged in her heart, and she became more and more homesick.

"You arrange it. Either way. Ji Wanrong knew that Chunjiao was worried about herself, so she had to respond.

As the master, she is also very tired to be like her, and she has to take care of the mood of the minions.

But it is also because of this that Chunjiao and the others will serve Ji Wanrong wholeheartedly.

For fear that Ji Wanrong wouldn't eat, and when she heard that she was willing to eat, Chunjiao immediately smiled and said to Zisu who was cleaning up the house, "Zisu, you go and come back with food and get some Fujin likes to eat." ”

"Okay, I'll go." Zisu is just a fake busy job, seeing that Ji Wanrong is unhappy, and she doesn't know how to persuade her.

I always have to do something in my hands, so I don't have to panic so much.

Cardamom rarely saw Ji Wanrong like this, so she was naturally too frightened to say anything.

Shiso knew that Cardamom was also scared, so he took Cardamom out with him.

Ji Wanrong felt sad in her heart, she didn't feel happy at all, she changed to a soft couch and crookedly, closed her eyes, and let Chunjiao pinch her legs.

Shisu took the cardamom towards the dining room, and along the way she couldn't help but remind, "Fujin is not in the right mood, don't talk nonsense in the past two days." ”

"Sister Zisu, I know, Fujin is angry with the master, just wait for the master to coax it." Cardamom nodded, blinking her little eyes, and her tone could be lowered a little, as if whispering.

When Zi Su heard this, she hurriedly covered Cardamom's mouth with her hand, "You girl, I just asked you not to talk nonsense, how can Fu Jin be angry, didn't he get angry with the master, did you hear clearly?" ”

Cardamom looked at Shisu's serious face, and was also a little scared, nodded, and said timidly, "I know." ”