After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 16
Ji Qi hastily closed the wooden window and said in a low voice, "Master, be careful that the walls have ears."

Sitting on the wide chair, Chu Chun breathed a sigh of relief: "In three months, the prince will get married. According to the rules, he must bring his family... With such a look, the longer he grows, the more he looks like him. Why didn't he take away a serious illness?" His life!"

Seeing the madness on the master's face, the old housekeeper hurriedly reminded: "You have to be sober. Anyway, he has a special status, and he is worthless on weekdays. Once something happens, if it is found that it has something to do with you , that would be a serious crime! Besides, maybe when you turn around..."

"Turn over?" Sneered and sneered, "There are six decent people in the palace. He has been mediocre in recent years. Why is it worth the risk of that person risking his reputation to admit it?"

As the only informed old servant left in the mansion, Steward Ji echoed and sighed:

"As long as that person doesn't admit to this matter, no one dares to talk too much even if it is put on the bright side. Later, we will be ridiculed secretly, and it will be our Marquis Mansion who will be implicated, alas..."

After contemplating for a moment, Chu Chun got up and moved the secret compartment, and took out a letter.

Although it has not been disassembled, the content of it can be guessed at seven or eight points, but I have not made up my mind.

Seeing this, the old housekeeper was startled: "Master Hou, are you going to commit the worst crimes in the world just because of this breath?"

Closing his eyes, scenes of purgatory flashed in his mind. The man shook his head solemnly:
"Not only because of the grievances of more than ten years, Ji Qi, this world is no longer the Qingxiao Kingdom when the late emperor was in power."

The rough fingers resolutely tore open the letter, and the tiger's eyes burst out with a sharp light:

"Benhou, help it return to orthodoxy!"

When the lights came on, the busy kitchen of the Hou Mansion finally returned to calm, and the servants gathered together to eat and chat.

"Aunt Yang."

A young man of eighteen or nineteen stepped across the threshold.

He wasn't born tall, but he was quite strong, and the two big characters "honesty" were written on his rough face.

Dressed in blue cloth, he is not a low-level servant, but a personal servant of some master.

"The food is placed by the stove, go get it yourself." Aunt Yang pursed her lips and said bluntly.

The young man took it for granted and picked up the heavy wooden pallet. At this moment, a man in rough cloth and gray clothes said:
"Ah Fu, I heard that a few days ago, there were two maidservants in Zhuyuan who couldn't bear the poverty, and cried and begged to be transferred to another courtyard. Is it true?"

Facing the faces watching the excitement, Fu nodded: "Yeah."

"Yo, wouldn't you be even more tired then?"

"I'm exhausted and still can't get the silver reward."

"As long as Fu can stay, it will be three or four years, right?"

"I advise you, why don't you find an opportunity to follow other masters, even Master Biao, it's better than the one in Zhuyuan."

Everyone speaks one word to another, talking in a hurry.

The young man smiled innocently and walked away with steady steps.

Walking through the promenade and garden, all the way down the road, there is almost no sense of existence.

Arriving at the secluded courtyard, he pushed open the door of the master bedroom, closed it behind his back, put the wooden plate on the small table, and said in a loud voice:
"Master, let's eat!"

Shouting as if completing a task, before the owner of the house appeared, he sat down and took out a cloth bag from his arms.

Shaking one leg, humming a little tune out of tune, he still has an honest appearance, but his momentum is quite different.

Lin Fu unfolded the cloth bag, picked up the longest silver needle, and poked it into the plate one by one.

"what--"

Staring at the black needle tail, he muttered to himself in surprise:

"It doesn't make sense, there has been no movement for more than half a year, why..."

"I probably heard that I went down the mountain safely with one person on my back, so I think it's time to strengthen my condition."

The thin young man approached slowly, glanced at Cai Se, and said with a light smile:
"Tsk, it's a waste."

(End of this chapter)