The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

The green bamboos in the courtyard are still green and tall, and the winter in Qingqiuyuan is a little less depressing and a little more vibrant because of the green scenery.

Han Yan sat on the swing in the courtyard, playing with the rope in his hand, looked at Ji Lan who came over, and said with a smile, "What did you hear?"

Ji Lan said angrily: "The Zhou family is too bad, the slaves just went out, the servants in this house are more and more unruly, and they all run to the Gongtong Garden. I don't know what benefits the people in that room promised them. .Ms. Mingming is the serious master of the manor."

Han Yan smiled, shook her head indifferently and said, "They just entered the mansion, naturally they want to take care of the servants, don't worry about them, just help me to see which ones are sincere and which ones are pregnant. I have other thoughts." Thinking of something, his face changed again: "It's just that I don't care about other courtyards, this Qingqiuyuan should be optimistic. Shu Hong Ji Lan, you all pay attention to it on weekdays, Zhou thinks. Look at the movement in our yard, and you have to see if you have that ability."

Ji Lan's eyes widened: "Miss, what are we not going to do?"

"What are you doing?" Han Yan glanced at her with a smile, and stretched comfortably: "No need to do anything, we have to make a good layout."

Shu Hong frowned, as if she was thinking about Han Yan's words. After a while, her brows loosened, and a flash of clarity flashed in her eyes. There was a look of approval on Han Yan's face, but fortunately, her girls were all clever, and the lessons of the previous life made her understand that being smart and clear was always the means of surviving in a cannibalistic mansion. Ji Lan and Shu Hong are her eyes and ears in the yard.

He casually twisted a salted plum in his mouth, and before the sour taste had melted away, he heard Ji Lan say again: "Slave, slave, I heard that Mr. Zhou was holding a box and heading towards Songlin Yuan."

Han Yan was startled, only to feel a pain in her mouth, she bit her **** hurry, and before she could think about it, she jumped down from the swing, her eyes flashing cold: "They go to Brother Ming's place. doing what!"

Shu Hong was also stunned, and Ji Lan tentatively said, "It must be because the young master is now half the master of the house, or are they trying to curry favor?"

"Do you think Brother Ming is half the master of the manor?" Han Yan asked Ji Lan.

Ji Lan was stunned for a moment, only to hear Han Yan continue: "Why did the servants in this mansion take Brother Ming as their master? The master doesn't like it, so what if Brother Ming is a banished child? To say that the Zhou family favored Brother Ming, I But I don't believe it." After thinking for a while, he clenched his fists and raised his feet to go out: "No, I'll go take a look."

Brother Ming is Han Yan's only relative, and also his mother's heart. In the next life, Han Yan's biggest wish in this life is to take good care of Brother Ming and protect him when he grows up. In other matters, Han Yan can still handle it calmly, but Brother Ming can't. Seeing that the mother and daughter of the Zhou family, who have a ghost in their hearts, are approaching Brother Ming, she can't calm down.

Shu Hong lowered her head and walked to Han Yan's side and said, "Miss, please don't startle the snake."

Han Yan was stunned for a moment, and Shu Hong took her hand to comfort her: "The slaves will go and ask about it now. The mother and daughter of the Zhou family will never murder the young master in front of the servants in the house. If there is a mistake, the slaves will fight. Do your best to protect the young master."

Ji Lan followed suit, "Young master is very smart, don't be in a hurry, miss."

Han Yan looked at the two girls in front of her, and her mind slowly calmed down. It's really not suitable to startle the snake right now. If you rush to the Pine Forest Court so quickly, I am afraid that Zhou shi will immediately understand that there is eyeliner around her, and it will be much harder to ask for news in the future. Besides, what Shu Hong said made sense, Zhou Shi wouldn't be foolish to attack Ming Ge'er in broad daylight. Now Ming Ge'er is just a child who has no threat to her, and she is reckless.

Shu Hong looked at Han Yan, and said solemnly, "Miss believes in slaves and maids."

For a moment, Han Yan nodded: "Go and come back quickly."

When Zhuang Shiyang returned to the mansion, it was already sunset and the twilight was all around.

As soon as they got off the carriage, they saw two girls in pink shirts standing at the entrance of the Zhuang Mansion, one holding a purple-gold carved hand warmer, and the other carrying a silk lantern. Seeing him get off the carriage, he immediately greeted him.

Zhuang Shiyang took the stove from the girl's hand, and the warmth made him sigh comfortably. He looked up at the other girl, feeling a little unfamiliar, and asked, "Which yard are you from?"

The girl who carried the lantern immediately blessed her body and whispered: "If you go back to the master, the slaves are from the Tongtong Garden. The master said that it is cold and the road is dark. Let the slaves come out to serve the master."

Zhuang Shiyang was stunned for a moment, squinted his eyes, and said after a moment: "Your master is a conscientious person." Then he instructed the little servant beside him: "Go to Aunt Mei and let me know, I won't be here today."

The girl beside her was overjoyed when she heard the words, but she didn't dare to show it on her face. She only secretly thought that Concubine Zhou was a good way. The cup fell.

Zhuang Shiyang walked into the Dovetong Garden with the two girls. The courtyard was quiet. In a room in the east wing, bright candles were shining through the windows. A slender shadow sits by the window, and a clear shadow is reflected on the window paper, but it is embroidered with a bowed head and a serious and gentle appearance.

He waved the two girls to step back, Zhuang Shiyang pushed the door open, and the people at the window didn't seem to notice, and still focused on embroidering the picture of a hundred sons and a thousand grandchildren on the stretcher.

Zhuang Shiyang didn't say anything, standing behind her and watching quietly. At this time, Zhou Shi was only wearing a plain white t-shirt and a purple-red smock. The thin clothes fully showed her perfect figure. The bee has long legs, a head of jet-black hair that is not **** with a hairpin, and is casually draped over his body, making his lips redder and his teeth whiter. His cheeks are like peach petals soaked in water. . His expression was gentle, but he had a flair and charm of his own. He was holding an embroidered stretcher with a big red bottom in his hand, and his fingers as white as green onions fluttered on the silk cloth.

Zhuang Shiyang looked at it and felt itchy as if something was crawling through his heart. The jade-like fingers looked soft and weak, and his mouth was dry. But the woman sat upright, completely unaware of her existence, swallowed her saliva, and hugged the beauty tightly in her arms.

"Oh!" Zhou Shi was startled, the embroidered stretcher in her hand fell to the ground, and she turned her head: "Master..." The lips happened to touch the tip of Zhuang Shiyang's nose, and Zhuang Shiyang only felt the blood rush. All the unpleasantness above was mixed with the beauty in front of him and poured straight down. He immediately picked up Zhou Shi, and pushed her into the bed regardless of the other party's exclamations.

After the cloud and the rain, Zhuang Shiyang breathed a sigh of relief, lay down from Zhou's body, caressed the woman's naked back with one hand, and kneaded restlessly with the other.

Zhou Shi let out a soft snort, and pushed him with his hand: "Master, why is he acting so foolishly today, if the servant sees it..."