The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Ziman turned to look at her and shook his head. "Small girl, you have to know what is the house, but you can't bear the children without a wolf. Zhao aunt is a status slave, not much money, how can she be willing to do things for you?" ? Our requirements are not high, eat well, not cold and not tired. The remaining one hundred and two silver, is enough for us to spend some time."

I was still a bit uncomfortable, and I was so distressed for a long time before I turned to hide at the bottom of the cabinet.

"What did you let her buy?"

Jiman picked up the embroidery needle and continued to embroider the handkerchief. He slowly said: "It's all very common things. I wrote a list, let her bring me in every month, use it to do something, let's not spend silver flowers. It is."

I don't understand, but I don't know how to look at my own master. I don't have much to ask for help.

Because the mulberry is diligent, he handed over two scorpions to Liu Yan every day. Within a few days, the aunt of the house was used a new handkerchief, the neck of the neck, and the lotus of the tidy. Very good thing. Plus Nie Sangyu embroidered, and even Wen Yu loves it.

When Mo Yu was sitting at the table and drinking tea, he saw Wen Hao pinching his handkerchief and carefully touching the pattern on his head: "This kind of craft, I just can't practice if I practice for a few more years."

Ning Yuxuan followed her gaze to the paparazzi, and the lavender lotus blossoms just right, faint, as if they could smell the aroma.

"She also has this ability."

Wen Yan looked up and gave him a look: "I see that the sang scorpion is not as embarrassing as you said. Maybe it was wrong before, but now it has not become docile and well-behaved? How do you still have such a big prejudice against her?"

He has a prejudice against her? Ning Yuxuan couldn't help but sigh. Nie Sangqi married him at the age of fourteen. Over the years, he has been jealous and bitter. Who knows her temper better than him?

When he was fifteen years old, he greeted her. When he first entered the government, Nie Sangyu dismissed his former house. He was angry and she went to the mother to complain. (No pop-up window advertising) Because of Nie Guizhen's relationship, the mother protects her, he is angry.

At the age of sixteen, Nie Sang had no choice, of course, he also intended to do it, and then greeted Qi Siling as a mother, the wife almost ruined Qi Siling's face. He was stopped by him, but he still did not know how to repent and said that she was not wrong.

At the age of eighteen, he greeted Qian Shixue and Liu Hanyun. She was crying and screaming for three months. She was ill for a month and was blamed for his blame.

At the age of twenty, she greeted Mu Shuiqing. She committed suicide by swallowing poison, and let the people in the capital city read the jokes and lost the face of Houfu.

At the age of twenty-one, the woman finally made a fuss about losing her husband’s position and pushing Wen Hao up. Now I am afraid that I am finally sensible, or I am thinking about what is in my heart.

If the mother is forced to marry, can he marry the shrew? This is a quiet and busy Hou Ye. Because of this woman, she has not had a good life in the past few years. Now she has locked her in the thought room, and he will not let her out easily.

"I don't know why, I think she is very poor." Wen Yan sighed, put the scorpion back in the sleeves, looked up at Ning Yuxuan: "It is quite a long time for her to accompany you for so long."

Ning Yuxuan raised his eyebrows and smiled very brightly with his lips: "You marry her? You still have to accompany me for decades."

Wen Yan glanced at him, slightly reddened his face: "I didn't have a day when you have some, of course, it will be embarrassing. But it doesn't matter. In the future, there is only me in your world."

Mo Yuhou reached out and held her into her arms. Her chin was on her forehead. "Before you, I have never loved anyone. Nie Sangzhen is nothing, you don't have to care."

"Yeah." Wen Yan smiled and embraced him, closing his eyes with peace of mind.

Jiman hit several sneezes in a row, and tears came out. Sucking his nose and shouting: "Is it really sick?"

Suddenly, the mood is so low that I don’t know what is going on. (Marshmallow novel network) She has always been a sentimental person, this is mostly Nie Sangzhen's mood. Thinking about her body still living in another person, still a bit awkward. But the good end, what is she down?

Someone knocked at the door and ran to open. Jiman heard the sound of a screaming sound: "My son, the son of Qing, likes the emperor of your home, and the two children who send it to the Feiyue Pavilion are not enough. ""

I looked at the slap in the hands of Pinellia, and my face was tight: "How can it be enough to be a master of the Qing? You and I are all sly, can you embroider with the master?"

Pinellia is the gimmick around Mu Shuiqing. He is a virtue with the master. He is very arrogant and arrogant: "The slaves are also divided into three or six, and some masters are not as good as slaves. This is the master of the sunny, we can Use. If you are dissatisfied, go to Hou Ye."

"You!" swearing, can only look at her dry eyes.

Without such a bully, embroidering two masters every day is already very tired, but also for these embroidered? It’s true that her master is not embroidered!

Jiman listened to the sound and stood at the door of the door and shouted: "Hey."

"The master." He ran back in a few steps, standing beside her and swearing: "They bully people!"

Jiman looked at the door to the door, probably because his eyes were a bit sharp, and he was scared to take a half step back in the summer. But when I think of what my own master said, Xiao Shantou has the courage to say: "We have given the sang master a gift, and the instructions of our Qing master have been brought, Hou Ye also said, the government does not raise idle people. You do not have to serve Hou Ye again. Naturally have to do something else."

It is ridiculously ridiculed that she is out of favor and useless, so when the slaves call it. Ji Mang laughed and held a handful of embroidered scorpion in his hand and asked: "Hey, what is the craftsmanship of your master's son than the embroidered mother of the first embroidered building in Beijing?"

I am very acquainted with the authenticity: "There is nothing wrong with it, the master's son is handed over, and the lady is not sent by the embroidered building."

Jiman nodded: "How much silver does the first embroidered lady have?"

The face of Pinellia is a bit green. Look at her and answer: "Three silver and two silver."

"Yes, three silver and two silver, the Pazi color line is out of the house, the manual fee is even two or two silver ones." Ji Man smiled and nodded, looking at the Pinnacle Road: "Meng Qing Qing likes, give her a fight A fold, one or two silver, take the silver to pick up the goods, how much I want to embroider."

After half a summer, Zhang opened her mouth and looked at her for a long time and couldn't speak. She reached out to the master and servant for two moments and left.

I am happy: "The master is very good."

Jiman swayed his hand: "Mu Shuiqing is a niece, and today I will not embroider her. I am an acolyte like me, and I want to bully me, and I have no good fruit to eat."

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Prince? The background is so hard? Jiman swears, originally thought that Nie Sangqi has a background hard, and there is still a hidden one here. It is no wonder that it is so arrogant. No one blames her in front of a few nieces, and there is a prince behind it.

But what is she afraid of? One or two silver pieces of a scorpion said that they could stand up. Houfu does not raise idle people, right? Is the labor value of Nie Sangqi still worth only five or five yuan a month? If you embroider two hundred pieces of parcels for free, do you want to give extra? no way.

Don't worry, Shiman puts two embroidered pieces today and starts to prepare things: "Let Zhao Auntie find a few clean, unused pots and a small stove."

Hey, he turned and ran out.

Jiman thought about it. According to the plot development in the book, when the old lady came back, she could get rid of the special work of the cabinet until she died. But she doesn't want to die, she still wants to live well, so it is very important to make a good relationship.

In the past, Nie Sang’s lack of merits was estimated to be quite a lot, otherwise it would not be so annoying. So how do you make up now, and try to let everyone put down their resentment against her?

What is a slave servant is too simple, except that money is money, more benefits, no hatred, such as Zhao Aunt. However, the amateurs of each room are not so fooled, and they spend a lot of thoughts.

Women only care about two points, one, face, two, men. Although I have only seen the side of Mo Yuhou so far, but Jiman did not have a good impression on him. When the woman owner definitely felt that this man was very good, it was a pity that she was a female second, and she was killed by a male lord.

Therefore, it is not good to vie for her, not only do not fight, but also let Mo Yu Hou hate her, hate to death. The more she hates her, the higher her chances of survival.

As for the face, she has to do an experiment. If she succeeds, then she will at least keep half of her life.

But when I went this way, I didn’t come back for an hour. Jiman sat alone in the room, watching the sky be dark, and there was no movement outside.

Can't sit still, Jiman opened the door and went two steps. Think about the rules of Houfu. It seems that people who are confined cannot go out, otherwise they will be disposed of.

But she is now alone, and if something happens, she is really finished. Regardless of the other, always go first to get people back, it is best not to alarm the people above.

Thinking this way, Jiman slipped out of the wall and sneaked out of the pavilion. Unfortunately, she did not know the road, left and right around, met people still dare not ask, sneaked away for a long time, and finally got lost.

In front of it is a nice looking yard. Jiman stands on the edge of the firewood in the backyard, thinking about whether he still finds an excuse to ask where the money manager is, let him go to find someone, and it is better than she is alone. .

But just about to leave the wall, there was a lot of messy footsteps on the back, the sky would be dark and the torches would be lit up. A headed slave saw her in the backyard and shouted: "Here!"

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