He is the best at saying such words. He is very tender and makes people feel ups and downs. If he doesn't pay attention, he will believe his words and feel that he loves himself deeply.

However, Ling Wanmei, who has suffered a loss, will not be able to do so. Even if a woman is born with soft ears, she will always grow up. She will step through the stage of feeling love with her ears and look at the man standing in front of her with a calmer look.

So without thinking, she punched Mu Qingcheng and stepped back a few steps, standing in the middle of the house.

He really had to do it. Mu Qingcheng laughed, covered his chest, and bent down with a smile: "Why is it so difficult for you woman?"

"It's too easy for people to get it, and it won't be cherished." Ling Wanmei said, "I'm lucky to meet a good man, but unfortunately I met you and I have no place to cry."

"I just understand now. I shouldn't believe you from the beginning, but it's too late to believe it now. Master Mu, let's part with you and be happy. Anyway, you have never taken me to heart, so I don't have to think I'm standing high, but it hurts so much after falling down."

Turning around and opening the door, Ling Wanbing said, "Please, Mr. Mu."

This was the first time that I had encountered such an embarrassing thing. Mu Qingcheng laughed and rubbed his eyebrows and said, "What if I don't want to leave?"

Don't want to leave? Ling Wanqiao nodded: "Then I will say goodbye first."

After saying that, he stepped out of the door without hesitation.

There was a slave outside, and Mu Qingcheng didn't dare to follow her at all. He could only stare at her back and opened his mouth, unable to even make a sound.

Wenrou was basking in the sun in the yard, and saw Ling's eyebrows coming, her eyes were slightly red. When she saw her, she hugged her waist, buried her head on her shoulders, and said in a silence: "I can't find someone to hug me, I can only come to find you."

The warm and soft jade-filled man in her arms, gentle and naturally happy, touching her hair and asking, "What's wrong? That person is going to find you?"

"Yeah." Ling Wanmei said, "I finally said soft words, but I rejected him and ran over."

"Beautiful job!" Gentle clapped his hands: "Women should have some backbone. They should cry and cry for their best friends. We have broad shoulders!"

After pinching her shoulders, Ling Wanbing her eyebrows and raised her head and sighed: "Suddenly I don't know how to tell the truth of a man's words. I'm afraid I won't believe what others say in the future."

"It's pretty good." said gentlely: "Women's ears are the easiest to be pleased. When your ears become difficult, they won't be fooled by men easily, right? My mother told me since she was a child that you have to look at men and not listen to them, especially those who talk sweetly every day to build a blueprint for a better life but do nothing, are the most unreliable."

With a bitter smile, Ling Wanqiao nodded: "Yes, why didn't I meet you earlier? I wouldn't be so sad."

"Fate is nothing to do." Patch her hand, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and quickly asked in a low voice: "To put it, who is Mu Qingcheng?"

Slightly stunned, Ling Wanmei looked at her in surprise: "Don't you... don't know the Mu family?"

Gentle shook his head: "I'm so stupid. I only have one Xiao family in my heart. How can I know the Mu family?"

No matter how stupid he is, he can't not know the Mu family! Ling Wanmei took a deep breath and pinched her hand and said, "The Mu family is the family of Prime Minister Mu of the current dynasty. He was originally a descendant of Prime Minister Mu of the previous dynasty. The old emperor refused to give up and continued to appoint the prime minister, so that he could only change it to the 'Mu' surname, meaning to abandon the past and serve the new dynasty with all his heart. Mu Qingcheng is the only one of the three generations of the Mu family, and now the only young master of the Mu family."

What? Gentleman was stunned. After looking at her in a daze for a while, she began to count on her fingers: "Liu Jingtang is considered to be a president in modern times, but Mu Qingcheng is the future prime minister, that is..."

Haha, at the prime minister level.

His throat was a little dry, he took a deep breath twice, grabbed Ling Wanmei's hand and asked, "I just confronted him, nothing will happen, right?"

"You saw him?"

"Well, he was in this yard just now."

"That's fine." Looking at the direction of the main house, Ling Lang brows and purses his lips, "You are the second young master, and he will never touch you no matter how hard he."

Master Xiao is so awesome? Wenrou is a little surprised: "No matter how rich the Xiao family is, they can't fight against the court, right?"

He opened his mouth and felt it was troublesome to explain. Ling Wanbing sighed: "No matter what, the second young master will protect you. You can eat and drink until you are in this Xiao family."

"Who cares about it?" he curled his lips and said gently: "I will find a way to leave."

Didn’t Xiao Jingtang insist on letting her be a personal maid? Well, just post it to him.

Gentle fists, full of confidence in the future.

Looking at her with a soft look, Ling Wanmei nodded: "I will try my best to help you."

Knowing that she was kind, Gentleman also suffered her kindness. However, thinking that Ling Wanmei was just a weak woman, she didn't take this sentence too seriously.

The next day, Wenrou officially took office, changed into a tender yellow skirt, combed her double-ring bun, and went to serve Xiao Jingtang early to get up.

Xiao Jingtang was very regular in sleeping. He would wake up in any position if he fell asleep, so that the pillows and quilts would not be messed up. He looked at him gently in amazement, then went forward and called out softly: "Second Young Master?"

There was no movement in the bed.

Taking a deep breath, Gentle raised the volume a little: "Second Young Master?"

Still sleeping like death.

There was no other way, so he carried his skirt, stood in front of the bed, swung his hands back and forth, and then bent his knees slightly, making a jumping position, then counted one, two, and three, jumped up and hit Xiao Jingtang hard!

A meteorite suddenly fell in the dream and smashed himself into the ground. Master Xiao Er woke up in shock and opened his blood-stained eyes. He saw Du Wenrou standing respectfully in front of the bed, looking at him and saying, "It's time for you to get up."

There was a little pain in his body for no reason. Xiao Jingtang sat up and rubbed his lower abdomen: "What happened just now?"

"Nothing happened?" Wenrou looked innocent: "I came to wake you up from the butler's orders and asked you to get up. You were so screaming. You woke up with just a shout."

Is that right? He looked at her in confusion, Xiao Jingtang nodded and stood up to let her change her clothes.

This complex ancient costume was naturally gentle and had no experience in wearing it. He tied a strap and pulled the collar. As a result, the Baiyue Shu brocade robe was still hanging on him like noodle soup, which was not appropriate at all.

The second young master's eyes were full of disgust: "What's the use of raising you?"

He laughed dryly and said gently: "Why do you better come in with a clever word? I will see that she is waiting outside."

"No need." After tidying up by himself, Xiao Jingtang said: "See her back and stay away."

Who? Are you clever? Gentle eyebrows: "Why?"

"No," he said: "He is my first woman and he is prone to conflict with you."

The young masters of wealthy families are going to eat meat early. Unlike modern bachelors, they will have maids selected by their mothers to teach people and solve their physiological needs. Wenrou has accidentally read related books before and feels that these maids are pitiful because they are low-born and will not have any good status, nor will they have children, and they will be abandoned in the servant's wings throughout their lives.

However, why is there a conflict?

"Does the second young master think I will persecute her?" Gentle eyebrows: "What's the point of competing for favor?"

After looking at her, Xiao Jingtang was too lazy to explain, so he nodded.

He rolled his eyes to the sky and laughed softly twice: "You are such a freshly baked meat bun."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, I praise the second young master for his white skin." He handed him a handkerchief and wiped his face, then brought him water to wash it. It was quite like that when he served people gently, the important thing was that Xiao Jingtang kept looking at her, but she didn't feel uncomfortable from beginning to end, and it was natural to even carry the dirty water out and pour it out.

What is this woman thinking? And what can she do?

When I went out to pour water, I gently glanced at the door.

The maid named Qiaoyan was still there, her chin was tight and her face was not very good-looking. She was holding a basin of water in her hand and never put it down.

The arm strength is really good.

"Miss Qiaoyan, I have said it many times." Butler Xiao stood beside her and said helplessly: "It's useless to wait. Look, the young master has finished washing."

"What did I do wrong?" Qiaoyan finally spoke, his eyes slightly red: "Why did I suddenly stop serving me?"

Butler Xiao sighed: "Where can we, the servants, understand the thoughts of the young master?"

Qiaoyan turned his head and his eyes suddenly collided with Wenrou. She did not avoid or dodge and looked at her steadily.

Wenrou was a little confused and poured dirty water and walked back, looking at her and said, "Don't hold a grudge against me, I didn't use any means to get on the throne. I decided it was the second young master. If you want to blame him, you have to blame him."

"You are so awesome." Qiaoyan smiled slightly, but instead praised her, then left with the water.

gentle:"……"

Although it's a compliment, why does this sound so uncomfortable?

After a chill, he shrugged gently, and looked at the high courtyard wall. He thought that he couldn't get out any longer during this period, so he might as well give Pei Fangwu the glass formula and purified soda ash to do it first, otherwise it would be a waste of time to wait for her.

As a result, when I was about to let the eagle leave the house after finishing my work, something went wrong.

"There are instructions from the superiors." The guardian was not so easy to speak this time, and glanced at Qianghui and said, "You can't leave the mansion. If you want to go out, go and ask your master for leave and go out through the main gate."

Qian Hui was a little stunned, thinking that it might be because he had left the house too many times, so he was suspicious and restricted.

So she reported her gentleness and asked Shufang to go. But unexpectedly, Shufang was also stopped.
Chapter completed!