Chapter 13: Diverting the Flames of War

"Fujin, Mama Wu lifted the quilt of the slave maid, it was nothing, but she said that she didn't get up at this hour, because Mama Xi didn't teach her well, and this Mama Xi was sent by Fujin......" Ji Wanrong continued to droop her head and said in a very low voice.

Her words are not finished, which means that Mama Wu said that she was wrong, that is, it was wrong to teach Mama Xi, and it was also wrong to say that Yan Fujin was wrong.

Although this Ulanala clan is a weak person, he is not a scheming person, and listening to a sentence, he has already figured out several layers of meaning.

"After all, this Nian's clan is in front of you, so don't be too presumptuous in everything." Wulanala looked at Ji Wanrong and said lightly.

The tone was as usual, as if he didn't take it to heart.

Ji Wanrong nodded, echoed a few words, and then sat there obediently.

After she drank half a cup of tea, the side Fujin, Shu Fujin and Gege in this mansion all came to say goodbye.

Ji Wanrong was sick before, and this matter was temporarily waived, but now that I look at it, the backyard of these four masters is not simple.

The full of them also sat in a room, and the clothes and makeup were exquisite.

Let's just say that this legendary Nianbian Fujin can be seen from Nian's eyebrows and eyes.

Her eyebrows were raised, and her almond eyes looked at people with a sense of no one at the moment.

But the Wu Ge Wu clan, who was sitting next to him, looked like the daughter of the two who grew up in the Jiangnan Water Town.

Every smile is as bright as a spring breeze, and the gestures are as gentle as gurgling water.

Looking at these women, Ji Wanrong was even more sure of her idea of leaving this house.

It doesn't matter what the fourth master is or not, the emperor is not the emperor, the old lady doesn't want this flowery big radish, and she is jealous all day long, which is really boring.

This morning, I only heard that Nian and Wulanala were two people, sisters and sisters were not affectionate, but they were bickering openly and secretly.

Ji Wanrong ate a plate full of hibiscus cakes, and returned to Lixiangyuan with a full meal and drink, without listening to anything.

She went to sue, and Chang Fujin naturally grabbed the handle and lectured Nian's for a few points, but Nian's was unwilling and had to talk back.

Where can the two of them take care of Ji Wanrong, this little minion, Mama Wu's slap can only be forced.

This ability to divert the flames of war, Ji Wanrong did it seamlessly.

The courtyard of Lixiangyuan is not big, but there are three Gege, all of whom were sent in from the palace in this year's draft.

For the other two Gege of the same rank, Ji Wanrong is not interested in making friends, after all, this backyard is not a place to live for a long time.

"Chunjiao, how much silver do we have?" Ji Wanrong sat in her room and looked at it horizontally and vertically, the more she thought about it, the more sad she felt.

What kind of princess and princess are others crossing, no matter how bad it is, it is also a young lady's daughter, it is really not possible to cross into a beggar peasant girl and have a golden finger space, but what about yourself? has become a grid, the kind of grid that is a concubine.

She saw it today, the women in this backyard are not easy to mess with, especially Nian's, when she thinks of the ending of Nian's in history, and then thinks about Yinzhen's current identity, I'm afraid she won't be arrogant for many years.

Chunjiao wiped the house with a handkerchief, and when she heard Ji Wanrong say this, she responded excitedly, "Gege, counting the ones we brought from home, we still have ten taels of silver!" ”

"How much is ten taels of silver?" When Ji Wanrong heard such a unit of measurement, her head quickly calculated.