The next day, no matter what Liu's mother said, she was unwilling to go, even if the Hou Mansion didn't want her in the future, she was not afraid, but there was a sentence that Liu's mother said right, if she didn't have a skill, there would be no need for the Hou Mansion's wife to take her back.

And if she has no value, then Liu's mother will definitely turn her face and deny people, she doesn't want to be sold and sold. Mrs. Tai is a little scary, but the luxurious life of the Hou Mansion also gives people unlimited enjoyment, isn't it?

Flickering candlelight, An Liuniang held her chin with her hand, looking at the jumping flames,

Thinking about it carefully, Xuzhou is a big port near the sea, and she wants to give herself enough rights, even if she doesn't have the right, she can buy it with money.

She wouldn't be threatened by Mother Liu so submissively, besides, An Liu's path is not what she likes, how can she be willing to be a chess piece, a chess piece that can only marry people and win people's hearts.

After thinking clearly about her current path and her future path, An Liuniang's solemn face gradually improved, and her eyebrows also stretched.

She has a huge plan in her heart, but she lowered her head slightly, she needs time to deliberate, she also needs time to plan, and these things of hers must be hidden from the Hou Mansion, otherwise, she doesn't know what is waiting for her.

When she first started her plan, Liu's mother had to hide it and not be known by her, Liu's mother was an important chess piece for the Hou Mansion to contain herself, and the Hou Mansion would not give up easily.

After a night of ideological struggle, she finally strengthened her mind, but the premise was to get rid of Liu's mother first.

The bright moonlight shines through the half-closed windows, scattering silver light all over the ground.

The candlelight had been extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke remained, slowly flying in the moonlight.

Outside the window, the shadows of the trees scattered all over the place, and a frog chirping in the distance, quiet and beautiful.

The next day, Liu's mother hurriedly took a letter and followed the carriage out without looking back, without even giving an explanation, and went straight to the county seat.

Looking at Liu's mother in a hurry, An Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Liu's mother has been going back and forth for a month, and this month's time is what she has earned, she has to act quickly to bury all the threads before Liu's mother comes back.

Drawing thousands of mountains and rivers, sketching stroke by stroke, the strength and courage are all presented on the hundred-fold fan in front of him, dressed in white silk, and cut appropriately.

A black hair, tied it high, buckled it with an ordinary jade belt, took out an eyebrow pencil, and painted the willow eyebrows thinly, gradually turning into rough sword eyebrows, and then took out the rouge mixed with yellow flour, and rubbed it on the face, and after a while, the neck, face, ears, and palms were all yellow, which looked strange.

In the bronze mirror, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked with a smile, and the intelligence in her eyes was completely concealed, leaving only a trace of banter.

She picked up the folding fan on one side and lightly fanned it twice, not paying attention to the person who was looking, not knowing that it was a woman. She was very satisfied with her dress, and then while the little maid was busy, she quietly opened the window and climbed out of the window.

In the past few days, she has been walking around the house, not just to explore the terrain.

A small two-in, two-out yard with a small garden. Although her yard is in the middle, the front yard is where Liu's mother lives with some slaves. Then as soon as she entered the yard, she was all given to An Liuniang and her maid to live, so the arrangement was just right.

After entering the courtyard is a small garden, the garden has a path around to the back door, the back door is usually not visited, locked with an old lock.

When she saw the lock, she couldn't help laughing, such a low-intelligence lock, she had survived in various eras, and every time she was bored, she would turn into a human and go down to play.

At the beginning, the fiery red curls that she turned into a human form were not made by her in a place called Twenty-first Century, but there was no money to give them at that time, which was embarrassing.

After thinking about the mess for a moment, she touched her head, and in a few moments she found a small golden needle, which she took and walked towards the lock.

After a while, I heard a click, and the lock opened. The two crumbling doors also creaked.

She quietly opened the door, poked her head out, looked around, closed the door again, hung the lock on the pole inside, and strode out confidently.

The street is as prosperous as ever, with the sound of selling on both sides, people with simple smiles on their faces, and the shops on both sides are endless.

There are more paper, inkstones, and books in the shops, and it is not obvious that Xuzhou is not only a port, but also a city of books.

After a while, a gust of wind with a fishy smell led the blood butterfly to a place, which was not very lively, only a few people were moving things, and the neighborhood was also empty, and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Since ancient times, isn't it said that the mouth of the coast is the easiest place to get money? Why is this place deserted like this?

She thought for a moment, didn't stop any longer, and slowly walked back to the bustling streets.

She looked coldly at the people coming and going on the street.

Most of the men wore long robes, and there were very few coarse linen cloths, and even the clothes of the peddlers were cotton cloth a little better than linen.

After a little thought, Blood Butterfly understood that the standard of living here was very high.

Everything is inferior, but reading high may also affect them, but along the way, Blood Butterfly still has a lot of gains, and she found that the women here don't need to wear hats, whether old or young.

At the same time, she also found that the atmosphere here is very good, and the prevention of men and women is not so strict. Seeing this, she breathed a sigh of relief, as long as these points were clear, then her next plan would be much less hindered.

Standing in the middle of the road, Blood Butterfly was attracted by a delicate small teahouse, a two-story small teahouse, and the second floor was a private seat, and many people in the lobby sat there, watching the performance on stage.

She was also a little curious, and slowly walked into this "flowery" teahouse, the name is quite strange, at least she didn't think of any allusions.

As soon as I sat down, I realized that the most famous thing here is flower tea, I'll go, what's this, it's also called Hua Mantian, is she too vulgar or that this world is too monotonous!

After ordering two small pastries and a pot of plum blossom tea, she opened the folding fan and watched the performance on stage while fanning the wind.

On the stage, one old and one young, the old one held a Zhuge fan, touched the little goat's beard, and said two sentences from time to time, in different forms.