The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

"Mrs. I still remember that two years ago, the slaves broke your beloved teacup. Was the slave in the winter rushed to the outside to punish?"

Jiman raised his eyebrows. This Nie Sangqi’s memories did not see much. It is estimated that it is not very important. Nie Sangyu did not feel relieved.

"There is nothing like the taste of the frozen, the lady must not know." He said: "The slaves have been with the lady for six years, and they have not lived the days of the people. They were in the snow that day, and their legs were unaware. It was the snow master who passed by, secretly brought the slaves back to warm up, and then changed the thick cotton coat before they went back."

Snow master? Thousands of snow?

"Lady later, I also scolded the snow master, saying that slaves are yours, you don't need her to be kind." He smiled desolately: "If it weren't for the snow master, the slaves would have died in the snow that day."

Jiman had some accidents. He didn't think that it was a thousand pessims. She also felt that Qi Siling's suspicion was a bit bigger. After all, Qi Siling was clear that she did not like her. And Qian Shixue, at the beginning, isn’t it because the cream has treated her differently?

Thinking of the back that is always sick and unstable, the smile on Jiman’s face is slowly gone. If it is Qi Siling, then it is better to deal with it, but why is it a thousand pity?

"Do you think she is a good person?" Jiman whispered a question.

He nodded, his eyes gratefully said: "At least the snow master has always been very good to slaves."

A sickly mother-in-law, will it be good to Nie Sang-soo’s niece for no reason? Jiman shook his head, and Qi Siling was interested in the book in this yard. Wen Hao was interested in Mo Yuhou. Jin Se was interested in status. She thought that Qian Shixue and Liu Hanyun were not interested in anything. Not even the old lady said, is Qian Shixue a poor woman?

Why do people who live in Anan use her beggars to harm her?

Jiman pondered for a long time, and thought about it carefully. Nie Sangqi seems to be the only one who has not been offended. This is behind the big boss, why is it still her?

He slammed the look of Jiman and cautiously asked: "Is it true if the lady said something?"

"Forget it, how can you not count it?" Jiman returned and smiled and said: "I have been treating you for so many years, now I have to give some compensation. I will go back to the old lady and let Houye give you a name."

I was relieved by this sentence. Although I feel that I am sorry for the snow master, she has no retreat now. She can only believe in this person.

"As for the things I have in my body..." Jiman asked: "Do you tell thousands of snow?"

Hey, he nodded gently.

"Then I let you make a cream at the beginning, she knows?"

He nodded again, paused and added: "The slaves only screamed with her after you sent the snow master cream, saying that things were made by ourselves. Later, I took it out and sold, you didn't let the slaves handle it, slaves. Just tell her that you have earned a lot of money in the closet."

This thousand-pity snow machine is also quite deep, she did not let her notice, even did not expose the cockroaches, it seems that I want to put a long line fishing big fish.

The enemy is dark, I am clear. Jiman sighed and the situation was really bad.

Now she wants to protect the baby in this belly, and she is born to be known for her ruthlessness. The road ahead is not even more dangerous? Thousands of Pity Snow did not seem to have a bit of attack power. It turned out to belong to the desert grass series. The ground has only fallen branches and leaves, and the underground roots are very deep.

Fortunately, when she knew that she had a betrayal, she would have cleaned up her own water, and she wouldn’t know if she had a cold, and she wouldn’t know if she was still her.

Jiman and Yan Yue let me pick it up and gave her two words to make her feel at ease. When I went to the old lady at lunch, I invited the old lady to take the lead and took it.

"I was thinking, you can't have a helper around you." The old lady nodded and said, "Let's be a waiter."

I was overjoyed and immediately bowed down to thank you. Although the wife said that she would help her to be a mother-in-law, she must have step by step. She thought that she would start from the house. She did not expect to be an acolyte.

The old lady looked at it a little more, and her tone was somewhat serious: "Since it is a sang-yin person, you have to do things that are sorry for the master. It is good to have a pet, but don't forget that you are stepping on your own house today. The master climbed up."

Even if he is an acolyte, everyone is still seduce Hou Ye, through Hou Ye’s favor for his wife’s favor. I am happy for a while, and I am honest. She understands that if she does not rely on Nie Sang, she will become a mother, and there is not much to live.

Jiman arranged for Wen Xiangge and gave him two rough gimmicks in the yard. From now on, she is also a small master. Hou Fu also gave her her surname, called Zheng Zizi.

I am happy to walk around the house, look at the hair on my head, and look at the clothes on my body. I am very satisfied.

Upon hearing the news that Hou was favored by Hou Ye and was helped by Nie Sang to help the aunt, many people in the house felt dissatisfied.

Jin Se went to Wenxiang Pavilion with a slap in the face, and smiled at the pointed scorpion: "A shackle from a poor family, as a servant by his master, is really a blessing for eight generations."

I frowned and looked at her. "Zhenger is a sly, but also a white house. It is not like a lord of the brocade. It has a pair of cockroaches, a fragrant lip and a thousand people. It can come in Houfu, but also on the grave." I’m smoking a cigarette.”

Jin Se is not angry, giggling: "Let's take a hundred steps to laugh, see who can finally get better."

After sending away the confession of Jin Si, he greeted Qi Siling and taught her a few words. He can only listen to the scalp, and when she comes to visit in the end, she will take care of her rest.

I thought it was a very happy thing to be a waitress. I didn't expect the first day, I felt so hard. In the evening, Hou Ye naturally went elsewhere. She stood alone in the yard, and suddenly she missed the gentleness of Li Zixiu.

However, when I was sick, I was looking for a doctor. All of them came from other people. I was afraid that I would never want to see her again. He smiled softly and laughed with tears.

Ning Yuxuan was sitting in a non-night cabinet and was sulking.

Jiman calmly helped him to peel the lychee and peeled it and gave it to him: "Hou, what's wrong with this?"

Mo Yu Hou did not speak, or Zhang mouth ate the lychee.

He has been remembering things last night in the Sixth Department, and he feels that he was calculated by Nie Sangqi. But what is her benefit to her as an acolyte? I can’t figure out why I want to do this. Hou Ye’s face is gloomy today.

I hate this kind of thing outside of control.

Jiman skillfully fed him for a while, and drank tea to give him a shoulder. Ning Yuxuan’s face slowly eased and took off his clothes to go to bed.

"The weather has changed recently. It seems that the body of Pianxue is weaker." Jiman used his mother tongue to say: "Hou Ye took the time to go and see her."

Ning Yuxuan tilted her at a glance: "You didn't like Cher very much before, so I care about it now."

Who did Nie Sangqi like before? Don't you all look at a woman who is not pleasing to the eye? Jiman smiled and said: "Isn't it sensible now? And compared to other people, it is the temperament of Pity Snow that makes you like it."

"Her temper is really good, not arrogant, not as arrogant as a nephew." Ning Yuxuan snorted twice and closed his eyes: "You learn more, such a woman makes people feel Peace of mind."

Jiman grins, saves a ghost, when you fire for your backyard, you don't know.

However, he still curiously asked: "Hou Ye and Pity Snow are known to thousands of people?"

"Yeah." Mo Yuhou faintly responded.

Qian Yingchen’s sister, the matchmaker is naturally him. However, Jiman has seen Qian Yingchen. He seems to have no hostility to himself. It is a very interesting person.

Jiman closed his eyes and silently thought about where he had offended the thousand-pity snow. Ning Yuxuan no longer spoke, and the two had a good night's sleep.

A month later, the capital was too peaceful, and the Huainan Wang family also returned to the fiefdom. Nie Qingyun and Ning Errong have stable feelings, no wind and no waves, and there seems to be nothing to worry about Jiman.

In the past month, Ning Yuxuan has also come to her the most, followed by Xuesongyuan and Yueyueyuan. It’s just that Jinse and Yu have only seen it there, and there is no overnight.

By the time, Wen Hao was naturally released. Mo Yuhou wanted to arrange for her to serve at her side. The old lady did not rely on it and gave Wen Xin to Ji Man.

With such a big bomb thrown, Tyman is a headache.

However, when Wen Hao was wearing a pair of clothes and standing quietly in front of her, Jiman was a little surprised.

This person seems to have something different. In the past, the thick smell of "you should be accustomed to me" seems to have been shut down by the firewood house.

"Slaves." She squatted in a skirt: "Please give my wife."

There was a bang on the knees and the ground. Jiman raised his eyebrows slightly, and the licorice and wick standing on both sides were a little surprised.

I thought that if I was as proud as a gentleman, it would be impossible to go down to her. Jiman licked his lips and raised his hand to signal her up. Suddenly, she remembered a long time ago, and Mo Yuhou greeted Wen’s wedding hall.

At that time, she passed through here at the beginning, and she was so calm and calm, and everyone was taken aback.

Looking at the low-browed gentleness in front of him, Jiman sighed, and the transformation of the female host probably began. It really is adversity that makes people grow.

"You will follow me on the future, be careful, and will not treat you badly."

"Yes, slaves understand."

Say:

Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival. We must care for the elderly. When you are having a good holiday, there is a poor bird who is working overtime, and tomorrow is still a birthday. There are woods~qaq forced by everyone in the group. Let me rest for four tomorrow. After that, the day after tomorrow, the diamond will be added to the 6th, so it’s so good, it’s decided! One more 10:2, 11:30, three, 14:00, 2:30~

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