Seventh Master, Madam didn't go back to the mansion today.

In front of the Lingxiao County Prince's Mansion, a group of young people were leading behind a single person.

Girls and boys lined up in two rows outside the gate. All of them were cleanly dressed, with neat makeup and hair, as if they had been specially groomed.Everyone was carrying a small burden, and stood with their heads bowed.

It turned out that there were not enough servants in the county prince's mansion, so the princess of the county ordered someone to find a reliable person Yazi to buy some servants and maids.Grandmother Xu and the eldest maid who were beside the princess of the county personally selected them. After a lot of selection, they kept a few favorites and brought them to the princess of the county, so that the princess of the county could choose them herself.

"Concubine Princess. Now you are short of a waiter in your room, three embroiderers in the tailor, and two rough maids in the washing room. You see, these are all carefully selected, which one do you see?" The ones are more pleasing to the eye, so I will arrange them to serve in your room."

Jiang Wanzhen raised her head and glanced at her eyes. She picked up a cup of tea and said casually: "Serving in my room is to serve the prince. It must be smart and sensible. The prince is in a bad mood recently, so you can't find someone who is careless." Come......"

While talking, Jiang Wanzhen glanced at the faces with their heads down, and suddenly caught a glimpse of an extremely familiar face among them.She put down her teacup, got up and walked to the girl in the middle of the second row with her head bowed.

"You look up."

The little girl with fluffy bangs cut in front of her slowly raised her head, her big almond eyes looked at Princess Jun timidly, then quickly lowered her head.

Jiang Wanzhen was extremely surprised. Isn't this face and eyes the same as that girl who broke into her room that day?

Jiang Wanzhen carefully looked at the maid in front of her, and thought: Is it her?No, this look is wrong, not the same person.

"What's your name? Who are you?" Jiang Wanzhen asked calmly.

"Slave....The name of the slave is Xiaolan. She is from Tianerzhuang, a suburb of Beijing. There is an old mother and several younger sisters in her family..."

"Oh?" Jiang Wanzhen thought to herself: These two people look so alike...you can't let the prince see her.

"You are too thin and small to meet my requirements. The palace cannot keep you. You can go." Jiang Wanzhen turned around and said neatly after making an excuse.

Jin Xiaolan immediately knelt down and begged, "Princess Princess! Concubine Princess! Please don't drive me away. My mother is sick. I can only come out to earn money to support my family. Please don't drive me away. I can work!"

The nurse next to her couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "Princess Princess, this girl is only 14, and her family is very pitiful. You see, she has already signed the deed of sale, and the deed of death is still signed. We are afraid I don’t want to go back on my word, why don’t you send her to be a rough envoy? It’s all dirty work!”

Seeing the trembling little girl kneeling on the ground and crying, the princess of the county couldn't bear it, and sighed: "Forget it, then let her be the rough envoy girl."

"But remember, you must not step into the front yard, otherwise you will be kicked out immediately, and the deed of marriage will not work!" Jiang Wanzhen turned and left after these harsh words.

Jin Xiaolan was left kneeling on the ground trembling.

In a small modern-style building in a certain city of Daning, a busy figure was leaning over a desk, looking at business documents and account books.

"Mr. Song, this is the plan I wrote. Please read it." A large Ning man respectfully handed over a piece of paper.

Song Yicheng took it with a frown and said without raising his head, "Didn't I tell you? Call me Mr. Song."

"Oh, yes, President Song."

Song Yicheng used the money he took away from his sister to build a small western-style building here, and even set up a decent "company" here, named Guangshi Group.

Song Yicheng was originally a top student in the School of Architecture, and he also studied management with his family early on.Since the last time he went through the painful thing of breaking his arm, he finally cheered up.He decided to start a business to make money in this era and to carry forward Guangshi Group.Since he can't go back, he also wants to be a rich man in this era!

"How did this plan come about like this? It's written in a sloppy manner. Didn't it tell you how many people are needed for each construction project and who is in charge?" Song Yitao frowned as she looked at the plan in front of her.

"Call the designer of this manor project to my office for a meeting."

The "general manager" was smiling, with mmp in his heart. After turning around and leaving, he muttered in a low voice: "What kind of planning project? If it weren't for the high salary you paid, I wouldn't work for you!"

The general manager lowered his head and looked at the proposal. He didn't pay attention to the road ahead. He was cursing and bumped into a blind woman.The woman was holding a cane and was carrying a pastry box in her left hand, and was knocked staggering.

When the general manager saw her, he quickly helped her up: "Oh! Are you all right, Miss Sui Sui!"

The woman touched the pastry box in her hand, and after confirming that it was correct, she gently shook her head with a sweet smile.

The general manager helped Sui Sui into Mr. Song's office, and then withdrew.

Song Yicheng hurriedly raised his head, and saw that it was Sui Sui, quickly put down the documents, got up and helped her sit down: "Sui Sui! Why are you here? You can't see, and you still come out and walk around!"

"Brother Acheng, I have nothing to do at home, so I made you some pastries and brought them here for you to try."

Song Yicheng was very happy, squatting in front of her, and took a bite of the delicate pastry she handed over.

Thinking back to that day - he ran out before he recovered from his broken arm injury.Enduring the pain, he ran into robbers on the road who wanted to rob him of his money, but managed to escape, and ran all the way to hide in a pigsty in the rain.The pigsty stinks extremely, and he endured it for a long time. Later, the guide dog raised by Sui Sui ran out and chased away the group of people, and he was rescued.

Later, under the heavy rain, the pigsty collapsed and knocked him unconscious. When he woke up, he found that Sui Sui was guarding the bed and took care of him for three days and three nights.After the rain stopped, he helped Sui Sui rebuild the pigsty to thank Sui Sui, and it was this girl who accompanied him to start a business all the way until now.

Sui Sui originally had an older brother, but when he was eight years old, his elder brother went out to serve in the army and never came back. She was always taken care of by Aunt Wang next door.After Song Yicheng came, Suisui regarded Song Yicheng as her brother.

"Brother Ah Cheng, is it delicious?" Sui Sui asked with a smile.

"It's delicious. Everything Sui Sui cooks is delicious." Song Yicheng smiled.

Sui Sui picked it up and tasted it by herself, immediately changed face, and spat it out: "It's so salty! Ah! I made a mistake with the sugar and salt! I'm sorry Brother Acheng, I made it so unpalatable and you still said it was delicious."

Song Yicheng had already sensed that the taste of this pastry was not right, but his heart melted when he looked at the gentle little girl in front of him, how could he feel that it was not delicious?

"Sui Sui, thank you for accompanying me all the way to fulfill my dream. My brother asks you, do you have your dream?"

"I...I want to see brother Ah Cheng one day."

"Brother Acheng promises you that he will make a lot of money and find the best doctor for you to treat your eyes."

Song Yicheng patted her head, and suddenly asked solemnly: "Suisui, do you want to grow up and become brother Acheng's wife?"

"Ah... Me, how can I be worthy of Brother A Cheng? I am blind and can't hear in my right ear." Sui Sui was a little flustered, feeling a sense of inferiority.

"Sui Sui looks really good-looking, but she can't see it herself. We are a match made in heaven—one-armed Yang Guo, a blind little deaf girl!"

Although Sui Sui couldn't understand what he said, Song Yicheng still made Sui Sui laugh.Looking at the girl's smiling face, Song Yicheng felt that all the troubles he had had these days had disappeared!

At night, in Wei Mansion's study room, stars twinkled outside the window, Song Yitao was looking at the ledger in the study room, she looked at the rows of numbers, her brows were tightly furrowed.

"Hey! Work is boring, if only I could have a cigarette at this time..."

She sighed, looking at the full moon outside the window, she suddenly remembered that the pictures she drew for Xiao Qiye when she was parting, the two of them would do one thing every seven days according to the pictures.The first thing is to go boating under the bright moon and drink wine to the moon.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight!

Song Yitao sighed in his heart, and decided on a whim to "go to the appointment" according to the painting.She took candles and paintbrush to the small river and found a boat.Since Song Yitao didn't know how to row a boat, the boat didn't let go of the rope, and it still leaned against the shore.Then she put some wine and dishes on the boat by herself, and "cheers" to the moon.

Thousands of miles away, also under the bright moonlight, Xiao Qiye was also in the middle of the Mingyue River with his men on a boat in Shuoxi.At this time, he was already slightly drunk, leaning on the side of the boat, and lightly placed the river lantern he made himself on the river surface.

Shuoxi asked weakly, "My lord, who do you pay homage to at night?"

Xiao Qiye patted his head: "Go! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"This...isn't putting the river lanterns just to pay homage to the dead?"

"Really?? I don't really understand, I just think it looks good!" Xiao Qiye stared blankly at the river lanterns in the river, letting them flow into the distance with the river...

Song Yitao was in the middle of the lake, and was about to draw the night scene. She lit an oil lamp and put it by the bed, trying to record this "date".

"I don't know if Xiao Qiye has attended the appointment? Has he forgotten me long ago?"

Song Yitao sighed, quickly adjusted his mood, picked up the pen, hummed, and began to draw.

"In the blue sky and the Milky Way, there is a little white boat..."

Suddenly, a pair of black hands appeared from behind her and pushed her into the water forcefully.

"Ah!!! Help!!"