As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

The maid nodded: "Yes."

The maid turned around and said to the three Yumu people: "Master and Miss, please come in."

Pushing the door open, you are greeted by darkness. The candlelight flickered in the house, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood floating in the air.

Before he could take a closer look at the furnishings in the room, he heard a rapid cough. Then there was the caring and comforting voice of the maid beside him.

"Miss, drink some sugar water to moisten your throat." The maid whispered.

The voice answered her weakly, "No, drinking it won't do any good."

Miss Wu covered her lips with a handkerchief, coughed slightly, and asked palely: "Where's Ah Juan?"

After hearing the eldest sister's inquiry, Wu Juan walked over and said, "Eldest sister."

The string of beads hanging in front of the curtain was lifted, and the tall and thin figure of the young man appeared in front of Miss Wu. Yu Mu and Li Jingjing, who were following behind, also walked over and met the rumored Miss Wu.

Miss Wu was leaning on the bed, her body was extremely weak, and she was wearing a long white skirt. Even though he was inside the house, he was still tightly wrapped in a white cloak and long coat.

With her long black hair half pulled up, she looks gentle and delicate, like a typical southern lady.

Miss Wu put her handkerchief against her lips and coughed lightly, waving to Wu Juan in front of her and said, "Eldest sister's cold is not over yet, and it will be infected with you, Ah Juan." She motioned to the maids beside her, "Go and get Ah Juan and The two ladies next to me brought a chair over and stayed as far away from me as possible. It’s not good to catch the cold.”

The maid nodded: "Yes."

After a while, several maids came over with chairs. After the three of them sat down, Miss Wu spoke and looked at Yu Mu and Li Jingjing.

Miss Wu said: "Are the two young ladies the guests who came to the house recently?"

Yumu didn't say anything, so Li Jingjing could only nod and reply: "Well, we are indeed..."

"Are the two ladies still used to living in the house?" Miss Wu asked thoughtfully.

"Where you live..." Li Jingjing inexplicably thought of the female ghost lingering at the door of the room every night, and immediately shuddered. Looking into Miss Wu's concerned eyes again, Li Jingjing had no choice but to twitch the corners of her lips and say awkwardly: "It's not bad, I live well..."

Looking at Miss Wu's innocent look, could it be that she still doesn't know that her home is haunted?

Hearing what Li Jingjing said, Miss Wu felt relieved. With her heart relieved, Miss Wu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Seeing the embarrassment on Miss Li's face, Qian'er thought that the reception was not good enough. Is there anything in the meal that is not to your liking?"

Li Jingjing answered honestly: "No. Your chef cooks delicious food!"

This is really not Li Jingjing lying.

Every time he went to the hall to eat, the joy of delicious food almost made Li Jingjing forget that he was in danger and thought it was paradise on earth.

This is the joy of being a cook!

Li Jingjing suddenly reacted and looked at Miss Wu in surprise: "Do you know me?"

The weak Miss Wu, who was leaning on the bed in front of her, covered her lips with a handkerchief and coughed lightly. She said with a pale and gentle smile: "Although Qian'er rarely leaves the room, she still has some understanding of what happens in the house."

As she said that, Miss Wu's eyes fell on the maids in the room who had their heads lowered.

Although he didn't say much, the look clearly conveyed Miss Wu's meaning.

This Wu Mansion is so big, with many maids in it. What happened was passed from mouth to mouth, and what else did the master not know?