Even if you are so angry that you are about to explode on the spot, you have to pretend to be generous to solve her doubts, "Just do everything in front, don't rely on it." ”

"Oh~" A word should be turned a thousand times, as if she was fooled, Mo'er was happy.

But listening to Sheng Han's sleeves tilting his head and asking solemnly, "I heard that Sister Mo'er is nineteen years old this year." ”

Mo'er's smile froze, "Yes." "Why is she mentioning this?

"Sister Qing'er has become an oiran at seventeen, I have won the favor of the prince of war at fifteen, and you are nineteen years old, sister......" and the interest in teaching me how to please men with this sour fake meaning?

Xiaolan and another maidservant looked at Sheng Hansleeve in horror, the age of the girls in the building is taboo, even if they go to Mother Hong, they will not talk about each other's age!

Sheng Hansleeve smiled and groaned, "...... It's better to worry more about your own business! ”

It can be said that he is very arrogant and not afraid of death⊙▽⊙.

"You!" Mo'er couldn't sit calmly now, stood up and pointed at Sheng Han's sleeve condescendingly, "Okay, you sleeve, I'm helping you, you don't know the hearts of good people, and you mock me!" ”

Sheng Hansleeve brushed her hand away and smiled innocently, "Don't mind, don't mind, I'm telling the truth, and I'm really good for my sister." ”

Before she could finish speaking, another image flashed through her mind.

It was the scene of Mo'er kneeling in front of the war prince, crying and crying.

The last time she ran into an Oiran and "saw" the other person fall down the stairs, it really happened afterwards.

So this time, Mo'er will also anger the prince of war and be punished?

Well, we'll see.

By the time Sheng Hansleeve came back to her senses after thinking about this, Mo'er was already so angry that she brushed her sleeves away, and shouted that she would never care about her again.

"Sleeve girl, you are still in Yuloufang, it's best not to make enemies with other girls." Xiaolan's language is serious and authentic.

"Uh-huh." Sheng Han's sleeves agreed, but she thought in her heart that if Mo'er really didn't care about her anymore, she would sincerely send a sentence of "thank you for letting go"!

……

Out of Sheng Han's room, Mo'er sorted out her expression, put her grievances to the maximum, and then turned to the Oiran house.

"Sister Qing'er, my sister has come to see you."

Mo'er pretended to greet Oiran for a while, complaining for her about her lack of Chinese medicine skills and complaining about Hong's mother's ruthlessness, and naturally turned the topic to Sheng Hansleeve.

"I went to find that little slut and answered her like before, and somehow she became smarter! Not only was he not angered by my words, but he made a mockery of me!

"It is said that she is fifteen years old and has the favor of the war prince, let me worry less about her affairs and take care of myself more, after all, I am nearly twenty. He also said that sister, you are still an oiran, and sarcastically I am nothing, but I am in charge of her......"

Oiran's eyes darkened, Oiran, Oiran!

These two words are just a humiliation for her now!

Who in the Jade Mansion Fang doesn't know that this Oiran is going to be replaced! From now on, she will be a defective product!

said that she was nearly twenty years old, and she herself was almost there, and there were less than two years left!

was expected to redeem himself and coax a stupid man with a rich family to marry her home, but he didn't make a move because he wanted to get the favor of the war lord.

Now that she has an extra scar on her face, not to mention the prince of war, even the man next to her probably doesn't want her anymore!

Oiran touched the injustice on the left side of her face with resentment, and the madness in her expression made Mo'er, who was watching her quietly, very satisfied.