"The slave doesn't know. The fastest chapter will be on," Fang Ruoyun replied honestly.

No one has said anything about it. She inquired about the news in the mansion for two months, but no one even said that there was once a Wang Gege in the mansion.

Such a strange thing only shows one point, the disappearance of this Wang Gege will definitely not end well!

"Because she's no longer in this world." Eight Masters said.

Sure enough, Fang Ruoyun thought to herself, and her face turned white.

The eighth master didn't seem to see the change in her face, and said: "Wang's family was sent to Zhuangzi by the master to die of illness because he did something wrong. ”

"Really?" Fang Ruoyun's face became more and more unsightly, and her voice was a little weak.

She had a bad foretell in her heart. Today's beginning with the eighth master is really not wonderful.

imagined that she should have a good conversation with the eighth master, and then wait for the eighth master to take a nap. After getting up, she played the piano for the eighth master, or talked about a game with the eighth master, or talked about poetry and songs! Then leave the eighth master for dinner, and have a tender and sweet night.

How do you know that as soon as the eighth master speaks, he will talk about a dead man! Still a dead man who has made mistakes!

What does that mean? Is it to warn her to keep to herself in the house in the future?

"I don't like people who have a lot of thoughts. I don't like the backyard jealousy. The eighth master said lightly: "Since you live in the house where the Wang family used to be, then the master hopes that you will not follow in the footsteps of the Wang family." ”

"Yes, slave and maid keep it in mind." Fang Ruoyun replied with a white face.

In this atmosphere, she didn't have the slightest thoughts.

"I'm tired and want to take a nap. You stand by and don't disturb your rest. "The eighth master said.

"Yes." Fang Ruoyun replied again.

It was the first time she had served the eighth master, and the tension in her heart had not subsided, and she was warned by the eighth master, which only made her feel a little confused.

"Give me wide clothes!" The eighth master frowned.

Fang Ruoyun came back to her senses at this time. If the eighth master wants to take a nap, he needs to take off his coat.

After a period of scrambling, Fang Ruoyun finally took off the eighth master's coat. When the eighth master got into bed, she hurriedly put down the bed tent again.

In fact, she also wants to go to bed and take a nap. But the eighth master said that she should be on the side, so she didn't dare to go to bed. I didn't dare to go far, so I could only move a round stool and sit on the side.

"Fan the wind." Eight Masters said.

"Yes!" Fang Ruoyun hurriedly went to get the fan.

"Too small!" The eighth master said again.

Fang Ruoyun hurriedly increased her strength.

After a while, the eighth master said again: "It's such a strong wind, do you want the master to catch a cold?" ”

Fang Ruoyun pursed her lips to hold back the tears that were about to fall, and hurriedly adjusted the strength of her hand.

When she was at home, she was also a delicate eldest lady, where did she ever serve people! Now that he is being called by the eighth master as a slave, he feels wronged!

It's just that this grievance can't be said yet! As a Gege, he's actually a minion! Otherwise, how can you call yourself a "slave"?

Like Mao Tongtong, who is now a side Fujin, he can call himself a concubine in front of the eighth master.

After fanning for a while, Fang Ruoyun's hand was weak. Seeing that the eighth master didn't say anything more, she quietly stopped.

Who knew that after just stopping for a while, the eighth master spoke again, "Why did you stop?" ”

Fang Ruoyun hurriedly picked up the fan and fanned it again. She didn't dare to say that her hands were sore, and she didn't dare to be coquettish.

To be coquettish to a man who has no feelings for him is self-deprecating. This point of self-knowledge, Fang Ruoyun still has it.

This time, she gritted her teeth and persisted for a long time, until the eighth master on the bed let out a slight snoring sound, and then she put down the pu fan in her hand.

Wanyun, the maid on the side, poured her a glass of warm water and whispered, "Gege, let's take a break from saliva." ”

Fang Ruoyun's arms were so sore that she didn't even have the strength to hold a teacup. I drank most of the glass of water with Wanyun's hand, wiped my sweat again, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

When the eighth master was in Zhuangzi, he developed the habit of taking a nap. Because Mao Tongtong also likes to take a nap. The two often slept for an hour.

This will be in Fang Ruoyun's bed, there is no familiar smell around the eighth master, and he doesn't sleep peacefully. It's only half an hour.

He screamed, but Fang Ruoyun outside the bed didn't respond.

The eighth master took a look and found that Fang Ruoyun was actually sitting and asleep!

It turned out that Fang Ruoyun also had the habit of taking a nap. But she couldn't sleep today because of the eighth master's request, and she fanned for a while. In addition, if you are bored sitting on the edge of the bed alone, don't you take a nap?

The eighth master frowned slightly, and raised his voice again!

This time, not only Fang Ruoyun on the side of the bed heard it. Even the evening clouds outside the house could be heard.

"What do you command?" Fang Ruoyun hurriedly got up and said.

"That's how you wait? I didn't hear you a few times! "The eighth master was very displeased.

Fang Ruoyun chuckled in her heart, and suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly said: "Lord Belle is angry!" Lord Baylor is angry! The slave didn't mean it! The slave didn't know how to fall asleep! Please also ask Lord Belle to give the slave another chance! ”

She knew in her heart that the eighth master's first impression of her was not good, and if she messed up it again now, the opportunity to sleep today would be gone!

This is the first time she has served the eighth master since she entered the mansion! If you mess it up, it's a big joke in the house!

What's more, this opportunity was created for her by Fujin! If she can't grasp it, will Fujin still create opportunities for her in the future?

It's just that some things are not so easy to undo! The eighth master didn't plan to give her another chance, so he sat up and said to Wanyun: "Change your clothes." ”

Fang Ruoyun's face turned even whiter. The eighth master is refusing to serve her!

Wanyun had no choice, so she had to pick up the eighth master's clothes and start waiting for the eighth master to change clothes. And Fang Ruoyun was left aside.

After getting dressed and rinsing his mouth, the eighth master raised his feet and was about to go out, but was stopped by Fang Ruoyun.

"What else do you have to do?" The eighth master frowned.

Fang Ruoyun plucked up her courage and said, "Lord Belle, this is the first time for the slave maid today. If you don't do it well, please forgive Lord Baylor. The slave promises to do the best next time! This will make the slave and maid play a song for Lord Belle to make amends! ”

She is still very confident in her piano skills. Since she was five years old, her family has hired a special master to teach her the piano. In Yangzhou, everyone said that she played the piano well!

Although she just made the eighth master angry, maybe playing a song can make the eighth master look at her with admiration?

She thought so to herself, and that's what she said.

"Playing the piano?" The eighth master raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Fang Ruoyun thought that the eighth master was interested, and hurriedly said: "The slave maid doesn't say that he is proficient, but there are one or two good ones." The slave can also play chess, and should be able to accompany Lord Belle to take two steps. ”

"So, Fang Gege is still versatile?" Eight Masters said.

"Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be! Fang Ruoyun hurriedly waved her hand.

Actually, she thinks so. But in the face of the eighth master, she is still modest.