Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 39
"Qin'er, call Nanny Zhuang and Se'er, and go to the back door to have a look." Aunt Ma and Aunt Zhang were at odds with each other. If the owner of the villa really came here for Aunt Ma's affairs, things must not be easy!
Qin'er was a little worried: "Miss, Aunt Zhang is in charge of the entire Hou Mansion, and everyone in the Zhuangzi outside the city listens to him, so I'm afraid they won't tell the truth!"

Murong Yu smiled lightly: "This time I can't let him go!"

At the back door, a slightly worn-out carriage was parked there alone. It was noon, and the alley was empty. A coachman in his 40s was sitting on the carriage with his eyes closed, yawning boredly.

"Big Brother, Big Brother..." While the dream was in full swing, a woman's call came from next to his ear. The coachman opened his eyes displeased, and Se'er's beautiful little face came into view. With a twinkle in her eyes: "Miss, what's the matter?"

Se'er suppressed her nausea, and smiled like a flower: "The master will only come out in an hour. I'm afraid you will be too tired, so let the servant take the elder brother to the servant's room to rest for a while!"

"Really?" The driver's eyes were narrowed, and what kind of light was reflected in the small eyes: that slave, miser, would be so kind?
"Of course it's true, I'll still lie to my elder brother!" Se'er turned around, and while avoiding the driver's claws, she turned and walked into the mansion, her voice was clear and beautiful: "Brother, please follow me!"

Se'er is a first-class maid, her speech and behavior are more elegant than ordinary maids, her figure is slender, her steps are bright, and the coachman is very excited and hot-headed, so she quickly followed her: "Girl, wait for me!"

Regardless of whether he meant to enslave ghosts or not, Hou's mansion is not a tiger's lair or a wolf's lair. Such a delicate little beauty can still eat herself. The peony flower dies, and being a ghost is also romantic. Even if she wants to eat herself, she will admit it !
During the lunch break, the Hou's mansion was quiet. Ser led the coachman through the empty courtyard at a fast speed. The coachman was proud of himself, humming a little song and stepping lightly.

"Brother, the masters are all taking a lunch break, so please take your steps lightly!" Madam Zhuang specially ordered that no one should see the coachman being brought into the Marquis Mansion. Even though the road she leads is a remote road, there are very few people, so you must be careful Be careful not to attract attention with his off-key obscenity.

"Understood, understood!" The coachman smiled evilly and nodded again and again, shut his mouth, walked lightly, and followed closely behind Seer, his eyes sparkling: This beauty is really different...

After half a cup of tea, Ser and the coachman came to a small remote courtyard, and Ser pointed to a room with an ajar door: "Brother, this is the room arranged for you, please go in and rest."

The coachman rolled his eyes: "Although this is a servant's room, I am not a servant of the Hou's mansion after all, so I asked the girl to go in and check my belongings. If something is missing after I leave, the girl will not be able to explain it... ..." Let her stay with me for a while, after entering, I can take advantage of it without any trace...

Ser's smile was extraordinarily sweet, hiding the anger in his eyes: "Brother is very right, I was negligent!" With a light movement of lotus steps, Ser pushed open the half-hidden door and walked in. The coachman was dreaming, Follow closely into the room.

The light in the room was slightly dim, the coachman swallowed his saliva, and his two colored claws approached Ser's body.

"Ah, I've run out of tea in the teapot!" Se'er turned around suddenly, and while avoiding the driver's claws, she picked up the teapot: "Brother, wait a moment, I'll make another pot of tea!" Looking back and smiling, the driver was fascinated, After regaining consciousness, Seer had long since disappeared.

Lying on the wooden bed, the coachman's heart fluttered: She is such a beautiful girl, does she also have intentions for herself...

"Come here, there are thieves... catch the thieves..." There was a commotion outside, the coachman recovered from his dream, and got out of bed slowly: In broad daylight, there are thieves in the yard...

Opening the door, the coachman walked into the courtyard in bewilderment, a figure suddenly jumped out, slammed into the coachman, and knocked him to the ground: "Oh, why don't you look at people when you walk..."

The figure quickly turned over and sat up, the coachman frowned, and stood up slowly, before he had time to reprimand the person who bumped into him: "Catch the thief, catch the thief..." A group of rough envoys ran into the courtyard, their eyes wide open. Bright as hell, he greeted the bewildered driver mercilessly with the stick in his hand...

"You hit the wrong person, I'm not a thief..." the coachman kept rolling on the ground, covering his head with his hands.

"Stop!" Murong Yu supported Qin'er's hand, and walked gracefully into the small courtyard surrounded by Nanny Zhuang and others.

The coachman was covered in mud, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, how embarrassed he looked, how embarrassed, Se'er hummed triumphantly in his heart: Pervert, he deserves to be beaten like this!
"I'm not a thief, I'm really not!" The coachman was so weak that he fell to the ground and groaned. His right hand touched a cold object. When he opened his eyes, there were several small teacups, hip flasks, and pupils in front of him. Constriction: This should be dropped by the person who bumped into me just now, but I didn't see the appearance of that person clearly, so I can't explain clearly...

Looking up, there are vicious rough envoy mothers all around: "I got the stolen goods and said you are not a thief!"

The coachman looked anxiously at Ser, and his eyes lit up: "The little one followed that girl into the mansion to rest, he is really not a thief..."

"Se'er is Missy's personal maid, she has been serving by her side all the time, when did you come into the mansion?" Madam Zhuang scolded angrily, her face gloomy: "What's more, this is the residence of the nuns, the maids Why did you bring a big man like you here to rest?"

"This... this..." The coachman couldn't speak, like ants on a hot pot, circling around anxiously.

Murong Yu winked at Nanny Zhuang, Nanny Zhuang understood, and dispersed the careless wives, Murong Yu stepped forward with an elegant posture, smiling at the corner of her mouth, but her eyes were like wild roses with thorns, tough and sharp : "Are you the coachman of the owner outside the city?"

"Yes!" The coachman replied weakly as his whole body ached.

"This is the eldest lady of the Hou Mansion, pay attention to your identity!" Zhuang Momo stood beside Murong Yu and angrily reprimanded her.

"I don't know if it's the eldest lady, please forgive me!" The coachman knelt down on the ground, fearful, his eyes flickering: What's going on?

Murong Yu smiled slightly: "What is your landlord doing in the Marquis Mansion?" When I saw the landlord entering the residence, I was only skeptical, but now that I have seen the performance of the coachman, I am 100% sure that there must be something different in the village outside the city. commonplace.

(End of this chapter)