Huang Ningmeng's face did not change: "Go, you don't have to come to me to serve at noon." Madame, give me your voice for the time being. ”

The Prime Minister's wife said with a smile: "Ningmeng is short of people here, I should naturally call people, why don't I call Ge Man over to serve you first, Ge Man is older, and he knows how to serve people, Rong Yin is just a miscellaneous girl." ”

Huang Ningmeng put the hand holding the book on her knee, she turned her head to look at the prime minister's wife, and said, "Madam, we didn't bring many people here. Aunt Ge is an old man in the house, and she usually serves you with all her heart, so it's not good to call her to me at this moment. So she dialed Rong Yin, and she was not allowed to leave without my permission. ”

The Prime Minister's wife's smile froze, "Okay, it's up to you." ”

"Hmm." Huang Ningmeng answered, and then continued to read the book.

After the Prime Minister's wife turned around, her face suddenly became gloomy. Little slut, wait for the old lady to marry you off, and see how you are still rampant in the house!

Huang Ningmeng looked at their backs, but felt a little funny.

Do you really think it's that easy?

The "Guanyin Heart Sutra" she read yesterday was all in traditional Chinese characters, and it took a lot of effort to just have a "guan" character.

The brush is soft and soft, not as good as a hard pen to write, she said that it can be completed in an afternoon, which means a hard pen.

Toss this red smoke first, teach her, what is called dedication.

At noon, Rong Yin was sent over.

Rong Yin is a sixteen-year-old girl with a round face, small and cute facial features, and honest and frank eyes.

Xu is Huang Ningmeng's 'reputation' is too wide, Rong Yin has heard too much, preconceived, when I first saw her, I couldn't help but show a little fear.

Huang Ningmeng shook his hand and pointed, "Put down the fasting meal, you go to lunch, and then pick up the dishes and chopsticks." ”

"Miss......" Rong Yin wanted to say that this was not in order.

Huang Ningmeng directly interrupted her words, "What I said is the rule, go eat it, you don't have to be too fast, after the small half-pillar incense, you come over again." ”

"Yes, miss." Rong Yin was stunned and retreated.

"Master, you care about people, just say it directly, when did you become such an awkward character?" The ring was heard at once.

"Let me ask you, what kind of character is the original Huang Lime Dream?" Huang Ningmeng walked to the table and sat down.

"The original Huang Ningmeng is arrogant, domineering, doing his own thing, doing whatever he wants, and it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong. The vision is high, and he looks down on the poor...... "The ring slipped down, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Jiang Sheng, what did you like before?

"If Huang Ningmeng really looks down on the poor, how can she like Jiang Sheng?" Huang Ningmeng asked with a smile.

The ring was stunned, "Yes, if she looks down on her, how can she fall in love with Jiang Sheng?" ”

"In the memory of Huang Limeng that I have, she does have a stubbornness and refuses to admit defeat. She has been without a mother since she was a child, and she doesn't want to show her vulnerability, so she has a sharp shell on her body. Huang Ningmeng poured herself a cup of tea, put it aside, and picked up her chopsticks.

The ring nodded, "In that case, Huang Ningmeng is quite pitiful." ”

"There is something abominable about those who are visible." Huang Limeng picked up a green vegetable and ate it without frowning.

"Master, if I didn't know that you would go out hunting and eat a good meal in three days, I would have admired your calm heart." The ring said playfully. It's almost in love with its master's fake look.

"Wouldn't you admire me without this?" Huang Ningmeng likes to talk to the ring all over the world when eating, at least it's not boring.

"Hehe, I admire it without this."

……

Rong Yin followed Huang Mingmeng's instructions, and when the small half of the incense was burned, he came over and took down the dishes and chopsticks.

It was back after a while.

According to her usual habits, Huang Ningmeng took a Buddhist scripture and walked into the courtyard.

Rong Yin took a cushion and walked out quickly, walked to the front of Huang Ningmeng, looked at a few positions and was a little stunned, turned his head and asked, "Miss, which stool do you want to sit on?" ”

Huang Ningmeng pointed to the stool where she was usually sitting, and Rong Yin went over and put the cushion on it.

"Miss, please."

Huang Ningmeng walked over and sat down to try it, looked up and smiled at Rong Yin, "Thank you, Rong Yin." ”

Rong Yin touched the back of her head, a little embarrassed, "Miss, this is what Rong Yin should do." ”

Huang Ningmeng smiled, did not speak, and looked at the Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Rong Yin was a little cramped, but after a while, she settled down.

There has never been a master who has ever thanked his subordinates, and the fact that the young lady can do this proves that her heart is not as good as the outside legend is.

She should serve the young lady well to repay the young lady for her kindness.

"Hmm." The ring was in Huang Ningmeng's mind, and he nodded appreciatively, "The master's vision is very good, Rongyin is much better than that red smoke." ”

"The eyes of man are the windows of the soul, and the ancients did not deceive me. Rong Yin's eyes illustrate her heart. Huang Ning dreamed.

"She's easy to be bullied, right?" Ring Road.

"I'll teach her how to do a good job as a big maid." Huang Ning dreamed.

"There has always been only one big girl beside 'Miss', and the red smoke has been abandoned by the owner." The ring was excited at the thought of the end of the bad red smoke.

"That's wrong, right? When did I treat her as one of my own? Huang Ning dreamed.

"Hehe, that's right."

Huang Ningmeng read the Buddhist scriptures for an afternoon as usual.

Hongyan only knew how hard Huang Ningmeng punished her after this afternoon, she wrote for an afternoon, and she was just able to finish writing for the first time.

And this time it's almost killing her. My back hurts, my head hurts, my hands hurt, and I almost can't lift a pen.

But she still has two more times to write! Twice!!

It would be better to send her to the laundry room to wash her clothes for a day.

Hongyan cursed Huang Limeng while writing.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered someone.

……

At night, Huang Ningmeng went out hunting as usual, and when he passed by the West Chamber, he heard a sound.

She was a little puzzled, and quietly walked to the window of Jiang Sheng's room, and then she saw a scene that might be unforgettable in her life-

I saw Hongyan's hand half-wrapped on Jiang Sheng's shoulder, and the other hand was still directing him to write something.

And Jiang Sheng, who was so busy sweating profusely that he was very serious, didn't even notice the defense of men and women.

"Master......" Ring called her worriedly.

Huang Ningmeng looked deeply for a while, took a few steps back, turned around a little on tiptoe, and flew out of the courtyard wall.

……

In the forest outside the temple, a black figure shuttled silently, as fast as lightning.

"Master, maybe you have misunderstood, things are not what you think at all."

"How big is the red smoke? Thirteen years old. It's just a child, how could he be tempted by bean sprouts? To be tempted is also to be tempted by you. ”

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