Chu Wang Fei

When Mu Chun came back, Yun Qianmeng was already groomed and lying in bed and closing his eyes!

Seeing the cloud and the dream face with the tired color, Mu Chun wanted to blow out the candlelight and whispered away, but unexpectedly, the cloud dream came out and asked "How?"

Hearing the clouds and dreams, Mu Chun came to the bed with a candlestick and whispered what he heard!

"Miss, it seems that in the heart of the master, I still love Su Shiniang!" After seeing Yun Qianmeng listening to her obituary, she did not say a word, and Mu Chun’s heart was somewhat inconsistent!

Today, it is obvious that the lady was injured and was humiliated by Su Shiniang, but the lord was just blaming Su Shi Niang for her forefoot, and she was relieved of Su Shi Niang. The dinner that has been tonight is also the inspiration of Su Shi Niang!

"Mu Chun, this can't be said in front of others!" Hearing Mu Chun for his own unfairness, Yun Qian dreams in the heart of a warmth!

Although I have only been in contact with Mu Chun for a long time, but in this phase of Su Qing, who is controlled by Su Qing, can be so loyal to himself, no one besides Mu Chun!

If Yunmeng came to this West Chu State, the only thing that can be believed now is Mu Chun!

Therefore, she can't let Mu Chun's disaster come out of her mouth. After all, she is full of counts, and only this one can be trusted!

However, Mu Chun apparently did not think that Yun Qianmeng would care about her in turn, and could not help but feel grateful. He immediately nodded and said that he immediately came to the dressing table and took out the only piece of broken silver from the small wooden raft. I ordered a little bit of opening. "Miss, don’t know if you have a slave to go to the market to buy some fresh vegetables and burn them for you!"

Yun Qianmeng looked at the right hand of Mu Chun’s lower hand and saw the small pieces of silver on the palm of his hand. He asked, “How many days does it take to issue moon silver?”

Mu Chun gave a slight glimpse, and then he replied, "The third day of the month! Today is twenty-eight!"

Yun Qianmeng nodded slightly, and his mind thought for a moment before opening. "This silver is reserved for the time being! Let's eat with the big kitchen in these few days! Today you are tired, take the water and ice to rest. Let's go!"

Mu Chunwen immediately understood it. Presumably Miss is precautionary. After all, although there is a master, Su Shiniang wants to make it difficult for them, but it is a breeze. Even with Juanpa to pack the broken silver, put it back in the wooden raft. Walked out of the cloud dream bedroom with a candlestick!

The departure of Mu Chun did not let Yun Qianmen immediately enter the dream. At this moment, her thoughts are unprecedentedly clear!

However, the more clear this thought is, the more worrying in the clouds and dreams is even more intense!

As a modern man, she traversed into this time and space that did not exist in history, and because this body's predecessor did not ask the world before, so little is known about the characters of this era!

Now there is only one Mu Chun around, how can she get rid of these mundane trifles before she can be independent...

I don't know if it is too bloody, and Yun Qian dream gradually sinks into the dream in constant thinking...

However, the second day was not bright, and there was a lot of noisy footsteps outside...

Yun Qianmeng sat up with his hands and squinted his eyes and looked out the window. He shouted and shouted at the door of the room, "Mu Chun!"

"Miss, you woke up!" Hearing the call, Mu Chun immediately pushed the door and walked in, still holding the face wash and silk pad in his hand!

Yunqian Meng is the forehead of the sorrowful pain, and some of the questions of getting up are asking, "What time is it now? Why is it so outside?"

"When back, Miss Zhao Guanjia took the craftsman into the Luoyuan Garden at three o'clock, saying that it was the order of the lord, and specially repaired the house for the lady!" After that, Mu Chun would help the cloud to get out of bed and be careful. Serving her net face to dress!

However, Yun Qian’s dreams are constantly sneer, and it seems that this Zhao Guanjia is a very narrow-minded person. He only suffered a loss in his own place yesterday, and he is trying to get it back today!

In his heart, he knew that the patient needed to be rested, but when it was not bright, people started to work. It was obviously deliberate!

However, he really thought that he was a soft persimmon, let him pinch the round?

Don't let him really fear himself, her vicious captain is also white!

Pushing open the wooden window with one hand, Yun Qianmeng stood on the second floor through the faint light, and saw that the following dozen workers actually carried some tools into the Jurassic Garden, and the Zhao Guanjia stood on the side and shouted loudly. Hurry up, you can get into the house, but the blessings you have made in your life! Give me a little more attention. This is Missy’s courtyard, don’t wake up Missy!”

I don't know whether it was intentional or intentional. Zhao Guanjia actually mentioned the ‘big lady’ to the group of young craftsmen who worked hard. It seemed to mean something!

Such an obvious rhetoric, plus that Yuankou actually stood two family members, so that Mu Chun, who stood behind Yun Qianmeng, could not help but wrinkle his eyebrows. It seems that this Zhao Guanjia is really not well!

"Go, he will be him!" and Yunqian Meng is a cold-eyed Zhao Guanjia performance, then close the wooden window and walk slowly toward the courtyard...

The emergence of Yun Qianmeng, so that the group of young people who are doing their best, have stopped their hands!

They have never seen everyone show off, and today they have seen Miss Xiangfu, even more beautiful than the people who painted that year. The young faces can't help but be red.

Zhao Guanjia saw everyone look like this, and the bottom of his eyes passed a trace of viciousness. Then he quickly stepped forward and gave a slight tribute to Yunqian Meng. He was slightly respectful. "How did the young lady get up so early? Is it that the little ladies woke up the lady?"

Yun Qianmeng waited for the Zhao Guanjia to do enough things, this is an indifferent opening. "Zhao Guanjia is really hard, and the days have not yet brightened and it has begun to be busy!"

Seeing today's cloud dreams, there is nothing else to say, Zhao Guanjia could not help but face the glory, but the words of export are very modest. "Miss praises! This is what the lord told me, and we should do what these people do." I’m afraid to disturb the rest of the lady, let the little heart not go too far!”

Having said that, Zhao Guan’s mind did not think so. Today, if Yunqian Meng grabs this point and complains in front of him, he is also well-founded!

After listening to it, Yun Qianmen nodded and saw that more than a dozen craftsmen were still staring at themselves, and they couldn’t help but flash intolerance. Then they asked coldly. “That’s the case, just, is Zhao Guanjia still not awake? Actually turned a deaf ear to yesterday’s father’s words!"

An understatement of a word, but in the heart of Zhao Guanjia's heart, but a very embarrassing, he immediately turned out the words that Yun Xuanzhi said in front of him, but to find any handle!

Seeing that Zhao Guanjia did not answer for a long time, Yun Qianmeng’s look instantly blinked, showing coldness, and coldly drinking “Bold Zhao Guanjia, who actually brought strange men into the courtyard of the women’s house, what should he sin?”

When he was drunk by Yun Qianmeng, Zhao Guanjia was so stupid for a moment, so he thought of Yun Xuan’s yesterday’s embarrassment. The look on the face suddenly became loose, accompanied by a smile. “Miss, the dear, but the slave, the repair The garden, the minions are just doing what the master is doing! Why should Missy make a big fuss?"

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