My money-loving little lady

Jing Yi took the hot soup from Aunt Liu with a smile, swaying the spoon back and forth twice, blowing on the hot air in the bowl and taking a sip. Indeed, the soup was just as she said, as soon as it was in her mouth

It was very stomach-warming. Coupled with Aunt Liu's words like a breath of spring breeze, Jing Yi instantly relieved a lot of the annoyance in his heart. The two of them followed this just-right atmosphere and seemed to recall every bit of the past, and they fell in love.

Deep down, we kissed each other for a while.

Jing Yi even forgot to go to Aunt Song's house for dinner at this time, but he said that it didn't matter, after all, it was a bit boring to go to the same place for such a long time. In addition, Aunt Song had been dissatisfied with him these days.

Whether it's cold or not, I don't know what I'm messing with. Even if I go over now, it's just a hot face against a cold butt. Instead of waiting there to be left out, it's better to be in Aunt Liu's hut.

Spend a quiet night. Aunt Song doesn't care about her anyway, so even if she chooses to pamper someone, it's just a matter of whether it's worth it to her.

For three days in a row, he ignored Aunt Song and cuddled up with Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu was different from Fu Ronghua and Aunt Song. Although she didn't have much talent and knowledge, she had a lot of talent and knowledge.

The unique tenderness and gentleness of Jiangnan women still captured Jing Yi's heart. Of course, the subtle changes in this mansion did not escape Jing Rongyao's ears. After hearing that Jing Yi had alienated Aunt Song in the past few days, she actually looked at it.

It became lively. She actually didn't care who Jing Yi liked. However, with Aunt Liu's temperament, it was a bit strange to think of taking the initiative to compete for favors. Just when Jing Rongyao was sighing to herself, she did forget one thing.

Thing is, although she is an unpopular legitimate daughter, she does have a strong-willed mother. When she is bullied, Fu Ronghua's identity can help her solve a lot of troubles. But Jing Churuo is different, her

Her mother, Aunt Liu, was just a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River who was neither favored in the family nor ranked high in status. With her status, whether she was a mistress, a concubine, or even a favored first-in-law, she could be stepped on.

Therefore, both mother and daughter were very worried about what would happen to them. Originally, when Aunt Liu saw that her daughter was friendly with the eldest girl, she wanted to ask her daughter to beg the eldest girl to see if Jing Rongyao had no solution.

?But after the conscription came out, Aunt Liu was worried that Jing Rongyao had too much time to take care of herself. In order not to cause trouble to her, they themselves suppressed the matter.

In fact, why can't Jing Rongyao guess what they are thinking? However, it is true that she has not participated in the social circles of official wives recently, and she has no understanding of those unmarried young men from aristocratic families.

Secondly, Jing Rongyao does have some selfish intentions. The Jing family has never been kind to her, but the old lady cannot just live in this dirty and dark place for the rest of her life. The old lady has a heart for Buddha.

People just don’t want to do these things of fighting and killing. If that’s the case, then leave these things to yourself.

She still remembered her last life because of the old lady's blind tolerance and because she was useless and blind, so she didn't know how good the old lady was to her. The old lady wanted to give herself and Aunt Song a chance, so she secretly reminded herself many times,

But Aunt Song went even further and killed the old lady with a bowl of poison.

In the pond, an unknown bird flew across the water, and the slight waves were just like Jing Rongyao's turbulent heart. She slowly came back to her senses in the pavilion and asked the maid behind her.

"Isn't it time for me to go to Jiulong Mountain?"

"Counting the days, it should be two days already."

"Really, then the fight should have started. How are you? Ouyang Yue..." Jing Rongyao frowned, staring at the bare pond in winter with a dull mind. The maid behind him wanted to say something, but she quickly

He closed his mouth and just looked at the woman in front of him with pitiful eyes.

It seems that even ordinary maids feel that Fu Jinchen will never come back this time.