Qingyun understood, took out the slave contract of the gold ring from his arms, and tore it apart in front of several people.

Steward Qin was shocked in his heart, he also saw for the first time that someone would easily tear up the slave deed of his subordinates, if ordinary people don't want their own maids, they will choose to sell or resell, and few people are still free. It seems that there are great benefits to taking refuge in the eldest lady.

Steward Qin began to save time and save time, although he was the mother of Mrs. Ming, he understood the truth that good birds choose trees to perch.

Besides, today he saw that Mrs. Ming's mother and daughter were not the eldest lady at all, and with the decline of Cheng'an Bo Mansion, everyone pinned their hopes on Ming Rujin, who was most likely to become Mrs. An Guohou, so the Qin family should also start making a choice.

However, this choice is not just words, it must be taken into action.

Thinking of this, Steward Qin bowed down and said, "Miss, you don't have to worry about the porcelain kiln, the old slave has his own way." ”

Oh, the mother and daughter I saw now can't fight themselves, you start to have a way, why did you go earlier?

Ming Bijin had given him more than one chance, and if he had met earlier, she wouldn't have had to give up this porcelain kiln.

"The matter of the porcelain kiln has nothing to do with me, if there is any way, you should tell the eldest lady and the second lady."

Ming Bijin obviously didn't want to waste more words with him, so he yawned and went back to the house.

Steward Qin's face was red and white for a while, sighed, and withdrew.

The Golden Ring and the Silver Ring looked at each other, but they were still kneeling there.

Qingyun didn't say much, just sat on the railing outside the bright brocade gate and took a nap.

The things of the morning seemed to pass with a light breeze, but they blew wrinkles in everyone's hearts.

in the main courtyard.

As soon as Mrs. Ming came back, she felt that her mouth was dry, so she asked her grandmother to bring the sour plum soup that had been prepared.

At this time, the plums are already hard to find, and it is obvious that someone has spent a lot of effort to send them. Ming Ruyu stood aside and thought about it, could it be that her mother got in touch with the Guan Guo Mansion?

"Yu'er."

After Mrs. Ming finished drinking, she remembered that her daughter was still standing aside, don't let Grandma hand her a cup, "Sit down and taste it." ”

Ming Ruyu nodded slightly and sat down, but she heard Mrs. Ming turn her head and ask the grandmother next to her: "Is there anything superfluous?" If so, send some to Jinsein. ”

Ming Ruyu's hand holding the magnetic bowl tightened slightly, and her mother wanted to please Ming Rujin.

"Mother, when I'm done drinking, I'll send it over for you." Ming Ruyu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

When Mrs. Ming saw her eyes flickering, she knew what she was thinking in her heart, sighed, hated iron and steel, and said: "When you were in Yong'an Temple, you saw it with your own eyes, and the Marquis of An Guo chased after Ming Rujin regardless of his own safety, and the county lord of Qingping was so angry that he couldn't help Ming Bijin, do you think you can beat her in this Ming family?" ”

"Mother." Ming Ruyu felt that she couldn't go on like this, Ming Rujin had already pinched her handle, knowing that all the methods she had done in the porcelain kiln had even stabbed her mother today.

She knew that she couldn't hide it, so she thought about telling her: "As long as Ming Bijin lives, her daughter won't be able to turn over for a day." Does the mother really want to watch her daughter's reputation be ruined, and she won't even be able to go to a good family in the future? ”

She paused slightly, and then murmured in a low voice: "Although my daughter only wants to enter the Marquis of Anguo's mansion." ”

It's not that she just wants to enter, but for her, the best choice is Anguohou Mansion.

Based on the current situation of Cheng'an Bofu, she can't marry a good family, and at most she will be married to someone else's concubine, which is already a blessing she cultivated in her previous life.

So she had to use Ming'er to enter the Anguo Marquis Mansion, even if she was a concubine, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse.

But now Ming'er is wary of her, and Ming Bijin will not let her have more contact with the child, unless Ming Bijin is dead. Who knew that their lives were so hard, and they didn't die when they fell into the valley of the afterlife.

Mrs. Ming sighed, "Why are you so stupid?" I've told you more than once that even if you want to get rid of Ming Bijin, it shouldn't be you. Although you cooperated with the county lord of Qingping last time, it was still you who did it in the end, you were the one who had a grudge against you, and it was still you who even disgusted An Guohou. ”

After hearing this, Ming Ruyu thought about it carefully, and suddenly felt a basin of cold water poured down. Indeed, at that time, the county lord of Qingping was hidden behind, and Ming Rujin only saw her.

"Is Mother going to give up on me?" Ming Ruyu didn't dare to raise her head.

Although she is arrogant on weekdays, she has never confronted Mrs. Ming like this.

"Silly boy, why do you think that?"

There was a touch of surprise in Mrs. Ming's eyes, and her face was full of love: "You are my only daughter, how could I give up on you?" I'm just saying, don't become a pawn of the county lord of Qingping because of your heart. Don't always look at the big slap of the Ming family. ”

Ming Ruyu's well-behaved appearance of listening to the teachings made Mrs. Ming's heart softer: "I always thought you were still young, and I wanted to see you innocent, but you can enjoy it with me." But now, you've grown up ......."

It is better to grow into a big tree and prepare for the upcoming younger siblings. Ming Ruyu listened humbly and nodded obediently, but she thought with disdain in her heart.

"Mother rest assured, her daughter will not be reckless anymore." Ming Ruyu lowered his head and said.

She is not stupid in the end, she will definitely listen to Mrs. Ming's words, firstly, to let her have a snack, not to block the knife for the lord of Qingping, and secondly, to tell her that she can't deal with it alone in the Ming family, can't she lure Ming Bijin out.

I don't believe that no one in the world can deal with it.

It's going to be a cherry blossom viewing feast soon, and I'm looking forward to it.

Time flies, and it's early March in a blink of an eye.

Even in such a warmer weather, Ming Bijin still wears a slightly thicker skirt, she is always afraid of the cold, which will inexplicably remind him of the chilling ending of his previous life.

But seeing Ming'er and Octagonal squatting and playing not far away, she didn't know whether the path she was taking now was right or wrong.

In case Ming'er finds out that her mother is a blood-stained and unscrupulous woman, will she still rely on herself as much as she does now, or will she still regard herself as the evil ghost of Shura's hell.

What happened in this life and the previous life is different, Mrs. Ming was not pregnant in the previous life, and Xu Jingxian should have married the lord of Qingping, and she didn't know that there were still their mother and son in this world. And at this moment, she should have been forced to flee.

Now seeing Ming'er dangling in front of her every day, she almost forgets the misfortune that happened to her in her previous life, and she can't tell whether it was an experience or a dream.

"Miss, what are you thinking?" Coriander brought the boiled spring tea and asked boldly.

On weekdays, she wouldn't ask, but today the young lady was lying on the recliner and was stunned for two hours.

"It's okay, is everything taken care of?" Ming Rujin had come back to his senses, looked at the fresh coriander, and smiled like a spring breeze.