The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Since the master said so, he didn’t ask any more. When he took lunch, he took the silver to the kitchen and brought back two dishes and one soup. [cotton candy novel network]

"What did Zhao Auntie say?" Jiman asked while eating.

"She took over the money." Xiao whispered: "Looking at her face with no expression, it is not a good idea to think about it. The master is you..."

"Hey worried about me, she should do it." Jiman finished eating, put down the chopsticks, turned and went to the closet and found the most gorgeous clothes that had not been sold: "Come for me."

The superior material, the steady dark blue dress, with the yellow sleeves, looks generous and extravagant. This is the uniform that Nie Sangqi or his wife wore. Now it is natural that it is not suitable for wearing out. It is only possible to support the facade in front of the next person.

She took care of her and put on a gold plaque, her eyes could not help but some redness.

"What's wrong?" Jiman looked at the people behind the bronze mirror and asked.

"Nothing..." sucking his nose: "The slave is just remembering where the master used to suffer these sins..."

In the past, Nie Sangqi, to get the wind, to rain, how to eat more meat every day.

Jiman smiled disapprovingly: "I still want to do what I used to do? I will always have to live in the days to come. I can’t make a fortune, but at least let me have nothing to worry about."

It’s also good to think about the pavilion. I don’t have to go out to intrigue. She just wants to improve her food now.

I nodded and gave her a rouge gouache. For a long time, I didn’t wear a face, and suddenly I put on makeup. It’s really a little amazing.

Zhao Auntie secretly came to think about the pavilion during the lunch break. She is a relative of the money steward. She has always been above the top. Just watching the acolyte in the thought room was so generous, I felt that I had the opportunity to make a good profit, so I came over.

However, as soon as I entered the door, I looked up at the people sitting at the table, and I was honored with honor and grace. I didn’t feel the sense of being in the cold courtyard. Zhao Auntie had some sloppy attitude and could not help but let go, and honestly went to see the ceremony:

"What is the command of the son of Sang, who is looking for a slave?"

Jiman raised his mouth and said: "The kitchen food is delicious. I am happy. I want to thank my aunt, so please ask the aunt to get the reward."

Zhao auntie stunned, and her heart was a little guilty. She used to give Nie Sangqi the things in this yard. She was all deducting herself. Now it is only because of the lady’s orders that she has given a meal. This sang master said that he wants to reward...

"I lost my favor, I was sad for a month. I suddenly figured out something recently." Jiman smiled and said: "I was stupid when I didn't eat or drink. Although I didn't have Hou's favor, I was Nie. After all, it is a famous family. The aunt's noble position is also safe. When the old lady is reading Buddha, my cold yard should be lived for a long time. Why not go with yourself? Auntie, are you saying?"

Amazed, Zhao Auntie whispered: "This... Sang master is right."

The skinny dead camel is still bigger than Ma, this Nie family force does not say that only the hand to cover the sky, is the old lady of Houfu, Hou Ye’s mother, that is also the handkerchief of Nie Guizhen. Even if Hou Ye doesn't like this sang master again, when the old lady reads the Buddha back, it will certainly not make the sang master too wronged.

With such a thought, there is a layer of cold sweat behind it. She is also dull, and with the group of eyes that are not long, she reported that Nie Sangqi had sinned against them, and forgot that the person in front could turn over at any time. In the end, the master is the master. If you remember the hatred, will Houfu still have her place in the future?

“The meals made in the last two days are very good.” Jiman and her own want to understand, and said: “It’s just that my body is weak. Maybe the meal still needs a lot of thoughts. Maybe these fifty-two are for you. There is work."

Reaching out to lift the man up and personally put the silver into her hand, Jiman smiled softly: "I don't know if Auntie still remembers my previous bad, but would not help?"

"Where is the main son of Mulberry." Zhao Auntie quickly said: "The master asked the slaves to help, that is, to give the slave a big face, and the slaves went to the fire."

Jiman smiled: "In this case, I still have fifty-two silvers here. I need aunt to help me get something back. I am in this situation, I can't even go out, I am bored and bored, I want to get something back, I don't know. aunt…?"

Zhao Auntie smiled and said: "There is something the Lord wants, and the slaves come back together when they buy it. Others dare not say that this busy slave can still help."

"Auntie is good, I must read." Jiman reached out and took out a written list and put it in her hand: "These things are aunts. If there is surplus silver, the aunt is not polite. Buy two clothes for yourself."

Zhao Auntie smiled and opened her face, and she should be good again and again. She turned and went out to help Jiman to go to work.

"The master, stuffed her with so much money." I feel a little distressed: "So many silver, enough to eat a good year."

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