Qingyue was in a dilemma, he didn't know what to do, and he was speechless when he stood in the room. [≮No pop-up advertising Yan Mo Xuan ≯ωωω.yanmoxuan.**]

Xie Lingyun looked at her, her eyes flashed, but she didn't want to force her to give an answer at this time, because the answer given without careful consideration would definitely disappoint her. In order not to be disappointed in Qingyue in the future, she decided to give her time to think about it.

"Now don't be in a hurry to answer me first, wait until you think clearly before you tell me, now you can stay in the Dust Pavilion for the time being." After speaking, she turned her head to Qiaofeng, who disagreed, and instructed unquestioningly: "Now let Qingyue live with you for the time being, I don't have anything to do here, you take her to clean up first." ”

"Miss...... "What else does Qiaofeng want to say?"

"Don't say more, let's go down quickly." Xie Lingyun Chapter 133 was so sincere that she was not allowed to say more, and waved her hand to let the two of them withdraw.

Xie Lingyun was the only one left in the room, and at this time, she showed a tired look on her face, and slowly lay back on the wooden collapse, her mind turned away.

Once again, she realized that it was not easy to live in the mansion, originally she thought that the eldest lady would be suppressed by the eldest master, and there would be no more moths. But now it seems that she is oversimplifying things. When Qingyue's incident appeared, it seemed that she looked too highly at the eldest master, and similarly underestimated the eldest lady. Originally, the eldest wife, who regarded her husband as the sky, would restrain her because of the care of the eldest master, but now it seems that she is too naïve. I don't see the dark side of things at all, so if that's the case......

He straightened up violently. Suddenly, she thought of her brother. There was a hint of panic in his tired eyes. The eldest lady can make another move on her, so will she be soft on her brother? At this moment, she blamed herself deeply, blaming herself for being overconfident. There should be no rush. It seems that she has to think of picking up her younger brother from Xie Mansion as soon as possible.

As for Qingyue's desire to do the things of the girl, she didn't take it to heart at all. On the contrary, it made her breathe a sigh of relief. As for the quirk of the ancient wife arranging a concubine for her husband, she couldn't Chapter 133 understand sincerely, but she didn't want to be a maverick either. Since Qingyue has this 'grandiose' idea. She'll be happy to see it happen. Of course, maybe she will do it too.

The day of Xie Lingyun's marriage is getting closer and closer, and Qiaofeng and Qing'er began to take the opportunity of drying winter clothes to collect the cages. Qingyue also wanted to go over to help, but was glared back by Qiaofeng and Qing'er's hostile eyes.

"Miss, the slave maid really wants to follow you, but the slave maid doesn't know why Qing'er and Qiaofeng treat the slave maid like this. Please be the master of the slave and maid, and go on like this. The slave can't do anything, what can I do when I get to Prince Jane's mansion. Qingyue really couldn't stand the embarrassing scene of being unwelcome, so he came to Xie Lingyun and said with sincerity on his face. She hoped to get the support of the young lady so that Qiaofeng and Qing'er would be less hostile to her.

Xie Lingyun raised her head, glanced at her, and then looked at Qiaofeng and Qing'er, who were busy with their work, through the window next to her, and couldn't help but shake their heads funny. What she didn't expect was that a Qingyue came, but Qing'er and Qiaofeng, who usually don't like each other, became allies - unanimously to the outside world.

Retracted her gaze and looked at Qing Yue who was standing respectfully in front of her again, and a trace of unswerving flashed in her eyes. I didn't expect her to play tricks on her head - not only did she threaten herself when she said this, but she was not telling herself about Qing'er and Qiaofeng. Suddenly there was a trace of dislike in his heart, and he said in a flat voice: "Since you follow me and can't do things for me, then what's the use of me keeping you?" Even Qiaofeng and Qing'er can't get close to you, do you think that after you enter Prince Jian's Mansion with me, you can really do what you promised? "Even Qiaofeng can't settle the two, how can I go to Prince Jian's mansion?

Qingyue's expression was stunned, and he couldn't help but tremble in his heart, is the Miss Nine in front of him really the Miss Nine who was at the mercy of others before? The current Miss Nine gives her a very subtle feeling, and the more she thinks that Miss Nine is not easy to fool, the more she can't tolerate someone playing tricks in front of her.

"Please give the slave one more chance, and the slave will let Qiaofeng and Qing'er be close to the slave." At this time, she felt full of fighting spirit, and she would definitely make Qiaofeng have a good impression of her again and make Qing'er close to her.

Although Xie Lingyun still didn't like her in her heart, she felt that what she said just now was too heavy, and she was soft-hearted and mentioned: "If you want to get along well with people, you don't rely on scheming, you have to rely on sincerity, sincerity, gold and stone are open, I hope you can understand." After saying that, he waved her hand to let her retreat.

Qing'er retreated thoughtfully, thinking in her heart that Miss had just mentioned her words, 'Sincerely, the golden stone is open'? walked into the courtyard and looked at Qing'er and Qiaofeng, who were still disdainful of her.

Seeing their sweaty faces in the scorching courtyard in cool clothes, suddenly, her eyes lit up, and her heart suddenly brightened. Then, with excitement in her heart, she lifted the hem of her skirt and ran quickly to the kitchen - she wanted to make sour plum soup for Qiaofeng and Qing'er to quench their thirst.

Qing'er and Qiaofeng turned their heads and saw Qingyue's hurried figure, and glanced at each other, puzzled.

"She's flustered, where is this going?" Qing'er nodded at Qingyue's back with her chin, with deep displeasure in her eyes. After hearing Qiaofeng tell her about the purpose of Qingyue's service by Miss's side, she was full of deep disgust for Qingyue.

Qiao Feng also didn't update the solution, and didn't dare to reply with interest: "Who knows? Leave her alone, let's get to work, there are two boxes of clothes to dry. With that, she bent down and took out a piece of clothing and handed it to Qing'er.

After a while, the two of them cooled another box of clothes, and were about to change places to cool the last box of clothes, but Qingyue walked over cautiously with two bowls of sour plum soup on it with sweat on his face.

"You guys rest for a while, I'll get the rest, this is the sour plum soup I made, you can drink some to quench your thirst." As he spoke, Qing Yue had a flattering smile on his face, slowly walked to the two of them, and motioned for the two of them to drink sour plum soup.

Qiaofeng and Qing'er glanced at each other, Qing'er directly didn't give Qingyue face, 'snorted' and hid to the side, and continued to work.

And what Qiaofeng is saying, after all, she has been with Qingyue for a few years, and she has a deep sisterhood. At this time, she couldn't pull off this face, especially when she saw Qingyue's sweaty face, she couldn't bear to refuse.

Because of her softness at this time, she turned her head to look at Qing'er, who was not angry and was drying her clothes, and said hesitantly: "Why don't you ...... Let's drink a bowl of sour plum soup first, and then do it again? ”

Qing'er glared at her angrily, and then glanced at Qingyue, who was surprised because of Qiao Feng's loose words, pouted, and replied with sarcasm in displeasure: "I want to drink you, I don't have the good life to drink the sour plum soup made by others, you must know that people will be our masters in the future, you are not afraid of drinking other people's sour plum soup to lose your life, hum, I still want to live for a few more decades." With that, she turned and took a few steps to the side, as if she were hiding from the plague.

When Qiao Feng saw her appearance, the hand that was originally stretched out to the sour plum soup slowly retracted, and sighed silently. She really hopes that Qingyue can take back her thoughts that she shouldn't have and serve Miss with her sincerity. Looking at Qing Yue, who was pleading with a pleading face, she said earnestly: "It doesn't work, don't do this in the future, as long as you don't take back your thoughts that you shouldn't have for a day, Qing'er and I will never accept you, and even if you are lucky enough to follow into Prince Jane's mansion, we won't be close to you, why do you bother like this, can't we serve Miss well together?" She didn't understand, seeing the few aunts in the house who were suppressed by the eldest lady, frightened and cautious, she felt tired and panicked when she looked at it, why did Qingyue still choose to live such a life? Could it be that the young lady is good, kind-hearted, and easy to bully?

Qingyue was originally happy, because these words pulled down her face, and in an instant, she even had the urge to leave with a shake of her hand. But thinking of the big words she had just said in front of the young lady, and enduring the dissatisfaction and impatience that rose in her heart, she quibbled: "I don't believe that you don't have the same thoughts as me, besides, what's wrong with me thinking like this?" Do you want to be a maid for the rest of your life? ”

"What's wrong with being a maid, as long as you do it right, don't say be a maid, even if you want me to eat, I'm not ashamed, but it's not like that kind person who bullies our young lady, hmph, if you want to be a master, you have to see that life." Qing'er seemed to be a lit cannonball, and the bombardment of the small mouth was slammed, plus a knife eye was thrown towards Qingyue.

Qing Yue's face was red and white when he was said this, and it was wonderful. The only trace of reason made her retain a trace of sobriety, showed a hard smile, and said in an unsteady voice: "Since you are not thirsty now, then I will bring the sour plum soup into the house first, and drink it when you are thirsty." With that, she quickly turned and walked away. She was really afraid of Qing'er's sharp mouth, thinking of Qing'er's words just now, the hand holding the tray trembled because of the force, and she almost couldn't hold the tray steadily, so that the sour plum soup in the tray spilled out.

She didn't understand, did she think that there was something wrong with living a human life? Does it have to be like now, to let the master's shouts and shouts go away? She was upset, but she was a little confused—was she wrong? She didn't want to admit that her insistence was wrong, but thinking of Qiaofeng and Qing'er's disgust for her, she was a little unsure?

Xie Lingyun saw everything in the yard through the half-open window, and when she saw Qingyue leaving with the tray, she shook her head, sighed silently, and continued to lie back on the wooden floor and read the book, but she didn't turn a page for half a day, obviously not paying attention to the book.

After a while, she gently opened her red lips and confided a sentence to herself: "I hope she won't let me down?" ”！！！ ≮Yan Moxuan no pop-up ads≯ .