Life simulator, start with a maid

Compared with the last time he came, there is still no change in Zhang Xuanshi's hall.

It's just that a small pot of elegant chrysanthemum quietly appeared on the table near the window.If you don't pay attention, you may not even notice it.

Zhang Guiru also dressed up as usual, with a plain head and plain face, she shouldn't look like a concubine, and her complexion seemed to be worse, and there was no glamorous sign of being favored.

"Slave maid, greet the young master."

After a salute, Lin Lang silently opened the food box and took out the contents, a bowl of tofu rice and a plate of tofu skin buns, very light.

When ordinary concubines saw it, they would probably scold her for sending the beggar, but Zhang Guiru's expression changed, and he raised his hand and said, "You all go down first, it's good that she is here to serve you."

Her voice was soft and soft, but the maidservants did as they said and didn't say a word.

Lin Lang saw it in her eyes and knew it in her heart.

The deep word in the gossip is really not covered
"You also know?" Zhang Guiru opened his mouth first. Compared with the soft and waxy with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes in the past, there is a bit of coldness in the bottom of his eyes at this moment.

Tofu rice is mostly used for mourning.

Linlang's actions clearly showed that she already knew that she had lost her mother.

It's just that since the Zhang family intends to hide it from her, Zhang Guiru should still be out of favor during that time, and I don't know how he learned about it...

"I heard about it by chance when I was returning from Beishan Prefecture." Lin Lang skipped the part of Zhao's residence, and didn't say anything in detail.

"They beat my aunt to death, and tricked me into sending money to keep me in the dark. After my aunt died, they didn't even find her body." Zhang Guiru's tone was flat, calmer than discussing a rumor about someone else's family, as if No bereavement at all...

A concubine's room that is not valued, even if the body is salvaged, no one will claim it back.

"It's only because you can still come and bring me this bowl of tofu rice." Zhang Guiru suddenly raised her eyes. In the past, her eyes were half-lidded, making it difficult for people to see the emotions inside.

It was the first time that Lin Lang met her eyes, those pupils were extremely black, as invisible as thick ink pouring down, it was inexplicably creepy...

"Little master." Lin Lang suddenly stepped forward and stuffed something into her palm.

It was a small sealed box, neither heavy nor delicate, but it gave Zhang Xuanshi a hard time on the wrist.

"...You are so courageous."

Maybe it's a reminder that smart people don't need to say extra words, or maybe a mother and daughter are connected.Before Lin Lang even said what it was, she already understood it.

"How did you get this thing?" Zhang Guiru tightened his hands holding the urn, and there were no tears in his eyes.

"The servant girl heard that there were blue dragonflies embroidered on the corner of the corpse's clothes, so she thought of it."

Zhang Guiru seemed to take a deep breath, looked at her with complicated eyes, and made a serious and solemn promise, "This time, I will take it as my debt to you."

"What are you talking about, my lord? This is what a servant should do." Lin Lang's words were really not polite.

It is true that there are too many white cuts in the palace, but the degree of blackness must also be ranked.

For someone at Zhang Guiru's level, as long as she can keep her from looking for things about him, it's worth it.

"My aunt definitely doesn't like Zhang's mansion, and I won't leave her in that wolf's den again." Zhang Xuanshi lowered his head and stroked the urn, as if touching his own mother.

But the gentleness of the action and the coldness of the eyes formed a great contrast, like a weird beauty painting on Weird Liaozhai.

"I will ask someone to pick a good place, and the capital city is a good place."