The concubine of the famous family is very evil.

Chapter 87

When Jinniang returned to the house, she saw Aunt Xiu spinning rabbit wool in the hallway, and she remembered the pair of gloves she had given to her, and said to Si'er, "you can run for me in a while, and finish the knitting work I knit yesterday." Give the good pair of gloves to the princess."

Si'er responded and went to the back room, and Xiugu asked while spinning the thread: "What does the princess want from you?"

Jinniang pouted as soon as she heard this, her eyes turned red, and when Xiugu looked up, she saw that her expression was not right, she couldn't help being anxious, she put down the thread in her hand and stood up, and asked, "What's the matter? The princess is so angry with you." ?” But I thought in my heart, the princess is not that kind of person, she is quite kind, and she is satisfied with Jinniang. After coming here for a few days, she just wakes up in the morning and evening, and doesn’t make rules or anything. Compared with the eldest lady in the mansion, I don't know how much better it is.

"The fourth wife will send someone over in a while, Xiu Gu, you can help clean up the two rooms and come out." When Jin Niang was asked by Xiu Gu just now, she felt as if she had met a relative, and the grievance she suffered burst from the bottom of her heart. When I came up, I realized now that the maids and women in the room had very mixed ears, and they couldn't make half a sentence wrong.

"Send someone here? Why send someone here?" Xiugu was confused by Jinniang's words, and asked again: "Is it a maid or something?"

Jinniang pouted, puffed her face for a long time before gritted her teeth and said, "It's for the Lord."

Now Xiugu was also angry, she glanced at the back room, but she couldn't say anything, she just said: "I'm in the room, since it's for you, I want you to accept it, right, young mistress, don't make up your own mind, Everything should be discussed with the master."

After hearing this, Jinniang couldn't help admiring Aunt Xiu. What she said seemed to teach Jinniang to regard her husband as the god, but in fact, she asked her to go to the master to make a decision, or to pick up the man and drive him away.

Can't help smiling, turned around and entered the main hall, in the main hall, I saw Feng'er was embroidering things with an embroidery shed in his hand, but Ping was missing, so I couldn't help being a little surprised, Feng'er was Ping'er's subordinate, and usually followed Ping'er Running.

However, she doesn't want to be so fine-grained. She has worked in the past, and she hates that the leader controls everything, and she is not allowed to have any freedom. It is very uncomfortable. There are dozens of people in her yard, and she can be regarded as a middle-level leader. Well, with a small team of people in charge, the Yafans below can't manage too carefully, otherwise, people will be dissatisfied.

Walking into the back room, I saw Leng Huating writing something at the table, while Ping'er was rubbing the ink for him, holding the gauze sleeve with one hand, and rubbing it lightly with the other, the corners of his lips slightly raised, his almond eyes smiling, It's not bad to look at Leng Huating tenderly, even Jinniang didn't notice when she came in.

Jinniang approached and tilted her head to see what Leng Huating had written, but she saw that the fellow quickly turned his body away, dropped the pen, and with the other hand pulled the paper on the table and crumpled it into balls. Seeing those words lined up like a poem, without seeing the content clearly, he couldn't help but stare angrily, and snorted coldly in his heart: Hongxiu Tianxiang wrote a love poem for Xiaosan?Seeing that the serious wife came and secretly took it away, you damn it, it's too much.

Feeling suffocated in his heart, his tone was too kind, but he sneered and said: "Congratulations, Mr. Congratulations, Mr. Congratulations."

Only then did Ping'er realize that the young mistress had returned, so he quickly restrained his mind and bowed to Jin Niang. Jin Niang squinted at her, and Ping'er's face was slightly uncomfortable. Still getting tired of Leng Huating from time to time.

"Where does the joy come from?" Leng Huating knew from the moment Jinniang entered the room, the reason why she only pulled the paper when she was reading it was just to tease her, now her face really sank, He thought it was funny to look anxious, but his voice was calm, pretending to be nonchalant.

"The fourth aunt sent two good beauties to my husband. I was thinking about choosing a good day and sending them to my husband's house to show them off." Jinniang said with a smile, but there was a gleam in her clear eyes. Huo Miao, I haven't managed to get rid of the ones outside, but there is someone in the house who wants to steal, mother, this is not the third, there are also the fourth, the fifth, the days are long, and they will be ranked in the ten digits Go up, if you don't take precautions earlier, you won't be able to live in the future.

"In my room? Isn't my room also in your room?" Leng Huating's expression was the same, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and his tone was still indifferent.

"At that time, the concubine will make room for you, and the husband just wants to live quickly." Jinniang's teeth were itching again, and she thought that this guy would have to respond to what happened, but he didn't look like someone who could be manipulated by others host.

"Young lady is really virtuous, um, where is she? Are you here?" Leng Huating's lips curled slightly when he heard this, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He was speaking normally at the moment, neither playing cool nor pretending The innocence made Jinniang no longer annoyed, she rolled her eyes at Ping'er next to her.

Ping'er's face was mixed with joy and worry, with a look of worrying about gains and losses, he pursed his lips and didn't know what he was thinking, the handkerchief in his hand was twisted into a twisted roll, and he twisted it with all his strength, as if he wanted to tear the dry handkerchief Wring out the water out of thin air.

"Huh, yes, is it okay if I am not a virtuous concubine? My husband is heaven." Jinniang couldn't help but her words became more and more sour, she was really upset, and said to Ping'er: "You always stand there What to do, go out and do something."

Ping'er was astonished to hear that, since Jinniang fell into the water that time, she has changed a lot, and she has never spoken loudly to them. It was that day that she and Liu Lu were fascinated by the young master and made a fool of themselves. She still spoke for the two of herself, saying that she would go outside to clean the house for a month, but she never made up her mind to carry it out, and she still stayed by her side to serve her personally. What happened today?
She glanced at the young master, the young master is very strange today, in the past when he saw her, he was always cold, his eyes were full of disgust, as if she and Liu Lu had some kind of disease, and he never let them get close.

Today, he specially asked himself to go to the back room to help grind the ink, seeing spring red, willow green eyes flying straight, it must be jealousy, Ping'er was so happy, his heart was about to jump out.

Standing by my master's side, watching him gracefully lift his pen, that face is so beautiful, I can't help but feel flustered when I look at her, if... If I really become a master, in Prince Jane's mansion How dignified and honorable is it to be an aunt here?When she returned to the door, how many sister-in-laws were curry favor with her?
... Grandpa was also very satisfied with her just now. When he was writing something, he kept looking at it, and Grandpa let him read. When the young mistress came, he refused to accept it. This means... It means that Grandpa has her in his heart.

(End of this chapter)