She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

When leaving Mingde Hall, Qiao Zhenzhen took away two maids, Amber and Tortoiseshell.

I mentioned checking the accounts before, but now that everything is getting on track, it’s time to put it on the agenda.

Mo Yuying's private treasury is located in a room in the west wing.

Qiao Zhenzhen asked Chunxiang and Xiaxiang to clean up a room in the west wing, provide tea, melons and fruits, and let them settle the accounts slowly.

Before, she flipped through the ledger at random, ignoring the different accounting methods of ancient and modern times.

Qiuxiang's ability to do accounting is something that even a layman like her can't stand.

Arabic numerals have appeared in Dashun, but the accounting habit is still to write Chinese characters, and Arabic numerals are easy to be tampered with.

The task given to Amber and Tortoiseshell this time was not only to reconcile the accounts, but also to make a new one.

She made no suggestions for improving the ledger.

After lunch break, Qiao Zhenzhen called Xia Xiang in front of her, "How many days will Qiu Xiang's confinement last?"

Xia Xiang immediately replied: "Today is the last day."

Qiao Zhenzhen rubbed her brows, it was not easy to just lie down and be content.

*

Early the next morning, before Qiao Zhenzhen got up, Qiuxiang was kneeling on the porch outside the door.

After breakfast, she sent everyone else out and then called Qiuxiang into the inner room.

Qiuxiang was dressed as a first-class maid, the same emerald green as Chunxiang, no longer showing any personal characteristics, her face was haggard, her eyes were a little green and black, and she was holding a plain package in her arms.

Qiao Zhenzhen was sitting cross-legged, with Ten Thousand in her arms.

She remained silent, secretly communicating with Ten Wan.

Shiwan stared at Qiuxiang with a pair of vertical eyes, "I don't like the smell of her body."

"You only like people who give you food."

"That's not..."

Qiuxiang knelt in front of the couch. She reflected on herself in the past few days and regretted her previous rashness. She should wait for her master's anger to subside before planning the next step.

"girl……"

Her voice was soft and flattering.

Opening the package in her arms, Qiuxiang took out two pairs of pink and purple satin embroidered shoes. The magpies on them were embroidered lifelike and embellished with several round and plump pearls.

Very delicately done.

Qiao Zhenzhen remembered what she had casually said before, asking her to make two pairs of shoes during the confinement.

"Well done, leave it here and get up."

Qiuxiang placed two pairs of shoes on the couch as ordered.

She got up very slowly, staggering because she knelt for too long.

Observe the words and colors on the one hand.

The girl's beautiful and bright face remained the same, but she didn't show any emotion or anger. She didn't even look at her, she just stroked the cat in her arms, which made her heart skip a beat and she couldn't feel her pulse.

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her eyes and glanced at Xiudun next to her.

"Sit down, you're so formal."

Qiuxiang took the embroidered pier and sat under Zhenzhen, only daring to sit on the edge.

"My maid knows that she was wrong."

After waiting for a while, Qiao Zhenzhen said, "The idea you came up with before was very good."

"It is my duty as a servant to share the girl's worries." Qiuxiang felt happy in her heart. "My wife said that day that she would agree to whatever the girl asked for. This shows that although the girl's step is risky, it is really useful."

Qiao Zhenzhen raised her chin and showed a proud smile.

"My maid is here to congratulate the girl in advance on her wish to come true, and to marry Mr. Wei for a hundred years."

Qiao Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, but the curve of her mouth did not fall.

In front of this maid who knew Mo Yuying well and was different from the others, she needed to think carefully before speaking.

"You're fine..." Qiao Zhenzhen said, "It's just that, even if I resolve the engagement with Ding Guogong, he..." She sighed softly, "Tang Anning will be a girl in two months."

"My maid has been thinking about this matter for the past few days." Qiuxiang said, "My maid has thought of a way...I don't know if it is feasible."

"Oh?" Qiao Zhenzhen looked delighted, "Tell me about it."

Qiuxiang rolled her eyes halfway and bit her lip.

"My maid wants to ask for a favor from the girl."

"What's so difficult about this?" Qiao Zhenzhen raised her chin, "If you can find a way to solve her marriage contract, I will release you from the country."

Qiuxiang stood up, knelt down, and kowtowed to her master.

"My maid does not ask for release, my maid..."

"what do you want?"

"My maid..." Qiuxiang grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands and made up her mind, "My maid wants to enter Lanyuan."

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't realize what it meant to enter Lanyuan.

Ten Wan reminded her, "It's your eldest brother's yard."

Qiao Zhenzhen frowned, "You want to be my eldest brother's concubine?"

Qiuxiang's face turned red and she said shyly, "My servant has no other wish. I hope that the girl will fulfill my wish..."

"You like my big brother?"

Qiuxiang lowered her head, her slender neck long and fair.

She didn't say yes or no.

Qiao Zhenzhen sighed in her heart.

For maids from large families, being a concubine is one of the most direct ways to wealth.

It turns out that this is Qiuxiang's wish.

After finding out her true identity, Zhenzhen felt more relieved.

She originally suspected that Qiuxiang and Tang Anning were connected.

As we all know, women can use public opinion to stir up troubles without taking the initiative. Releasing news is as easy as eating, and they will never be caught.

The nails planted are also pervasive, regardless of the actual situation, and in extreme cases can even subvert the regime.

Completely deviating from basic human nature, just because of the aura of the protagonist.

"Did you know that my sister-in-law is pregnant?" Zhenzhen said.

"I know...that's why I want to share my worries with you."

"Share the worries?" Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly lowered her face and slapped her hand on the small table, "As a younger sister, I reached into my brother's room. My sister-in-law is still pregnant with the child. You are really good for me."

"Girl, don't be impatient. Listen to my servant and tell you slowly." Qiu Xiang smiled calmly and unhurriedly.

"explain."

"Actually, my maid wants to enter Lanyuan. She says she wants to take care of my grandmother's worries, but in fact it's for the sake of the girl."

"How do you say this?" Zhenzhen asked.

"It's been almost half a month since the girl fell into the water. I'm a sister-in-law, but I haven't even visited the girl once?"

Qiao Zhenzhen lowered her head and said nothing.

As Mo Yuying, she naturally cannot speak for her sister-in-law, and she should even be filled with dissatisfaction.

But on this point, it is indeed inappropriate for a sister-in-law to act.

It can be seen that the future matron of the Mo family did not choose well.

Is this how female supporting roles are treated?

If everyone is smart and capable, it is not easy for a family to fall.

"Since grandma married into our family, her words and deeds have been quite upright. Although she has not had any big conflicts with the girl, there have been quite a few small ones." Qiuxiang sighed, "My maid looked at her coldly. It seems that the uncle is not as good to the girl as before." I don’t know if it’s because of my grandma..."

Qiao Zhenzhen snorted coldly.

Seeing that Qiuxiang had stirred up her master's emotions, Qiuxiang kept up her efforts.

"Although the girl is the heart of the old man and his wife now, she has to go out after all. It is said that a woman's status in her husband's family depends entirely on her mother's family. If in the future the uncle divorces the girl because of her grandma... the house will eventually be handed over to the uncle. In your hands, when the girl is in the Hou Mansion, she will ask her mother-in-law to help her with anything, but... this maid's heart..."

She said she would keep half of it, but her eyes were red and she was about to shed tears.

If she were Mo Yuying, she would have been persuaded.

This was so thoughtful, it reminded me of what happened to Mo's parents a hundred years later.

"That seems to be the truth." Shiwan said, "Although we are not going to the Marquis's Mansion, it would be the same if we went to the Duke's Mansion."