She calmed down, covered the door, walked in quickly, lifted the child out of the bucket, and then knelt in front of Zheng Chulan with a pop

"Miss, Yu'er is still young, please forgive Miss, if Miss is not satisfied, the slave will be punished."

provoked the little girl who had just been scared for a while, and couldn't react for a while, and looked at Zheng Chulan tremblingly. Zheng Chulan lowered the look in his eyes, as if he had figured out something, and said

"It's okay, I'll just take it with me* in the future."

The woman seemed to hear the worst answer, her whole body trembled, the contempt just now suddenly disappeared, her hands clenched, and she heard Zheng Chulan's gentle tone

"Get up, wash my hair, it's getting late......"

Seeing that the woman clenched her hands again, looking at Zheng Chulan as if she wanted to say something but couldn't say it, Zheng Chulan couldn't help but chuckle, I don't know if I was saying it to myself or to others

"People who talk too much or think too much won't live long."

Hearing this, the woman seemed to think of something, her body trembled obviously, she stood up, walked to the girl's side, pressed her neck, kowtowed in the direction of Zheng Chulan, and said

"Miss is kind, I hope Miss will take care of it." Then he pulled the child to come to help Zheng Chulan wash and change clothes, and when he was about to go out, he saw that the bride had arrived, so he grabbed the little girl and said to Zheng Chulan

"The child is not sensible, and I am afraid of colliding with the nobles, so I will tell her a few words, and the young lady will walk slowly."

No matter who listens to this, Zheng Chulan smiled, a little trick, she really treated herself as an eight- or nine-year-old child, she gave a gift to Xi Niang, just let herself see how much she could give herself to the person called Ghost Niang.

After several turnovers, gradually the sound of the piano came, and after following the sound of the piano, I came to a house, which seemed to be modeled after Tan Heguo's sliding door building, Xi Niang stood at the door and knocked three times, and then nodded at herself and covered her figure, there was footsteps inside, it was a woman in a gaudy pink gauze dress, the tulle loomed around her graceful figure, she wore a bunch of yellow and white hairpins on her head, like a human-shaped mobile shelf, but the victory was in her face, her face could support all this, Especially the upward phoenix eyes, it seems to be wide-eyed, it seems to be charming, it stands to reason that this is not a person who should be used to open the door, but when she saw a mole on her shoulder that seemed to be visible through several layers of yarn, a hand pinched Zheng Chulan's face, and at the same time a face with a fragrant wind, her lips opened lightly, but what she said was not moving

"No response? Isn't he a little deaf and blind? After saying that, before others reacted, she laughed first, and then grabbed Zheng Chulan and dragged her towards the room, making Zheng Chulan stumble, and the pot of flowers in her hand was almost thrown out.