When Emperor Wu dressed as Darcy's sister

"What? Can't you knock on the door?" Wu Zhao repeated Mrs. Reynolds' words in surprise, and asked in disbelief, "Is there no one inside?"

"No, there will be no one." Compared with Wu Zhao's astonishment, Mrs. Reynolds seemed much calmer, although she tried her best to conceal it, there was still a hint of complacency, "Miss Darcy, I'm sure you brought back That Qingliang, no, Qingniang is still inside the house, because it is locked, she should just be used to the day and night life in the slums, so she hasn't gotten up until now."

Wu Zhao listened absent-mindedly, she was really a little surprised.Because she knows Qingniang too well, under the long-term crisis-ridden court life, Qingniang can almost wake up immediately with the slightest movement, and she is extremely vigilant, it is impossible for Mrs. Reynolds to fall asleep like Mrs. Reynolds said. situation.

Maybe it's really tired?Or I was limited by my body after I came to the UK. After all, my body is still a child, and it is time for a child to feel more.

Wu Zhao thought to himself.

She decided to go and see for herself at a later date.

Wu Zhao never spoke, causing Mrs. Reynolds to get carried away while talking, and began to teach Wu Zhao at length,

"You should have listened to me earlier. A beggar like her is simply not qualified for the job of a maid in Darcy's Villa. I know you are kind, but..."

"Mrs. Reynolds!" Wu Zhao was originally wondering what happened to Qing Niang, but at this time Mrs. Reynolds had another old problem, and she couldn't help but give her a warning look, her tone full of sternness, "I think my brother told me yesterday You said it once, respect my decision and not try to control my brain with your thoughts!"

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Reynolds suddenly remembered the embarrassment of yesterday, her face burned instantly, and the elation just now disappeared without a trace.

She lowered her head with a guilty conscience. Although she didn't feel very convinced in her heart, she didn't dare to show the slightest complacency in her words and deeds. She didn't even dare to say more about Qingniang. Instead, she tried to change the topic so as to get herself out of the embarrassing situation rescued.

"Miss Darcy, your new governess will be at Ramsgate later today, and the coachman has been sent to fetch her—do you have any instructions as to what should be done with her?"

Mrs. Reynolds has become much more careful. In the past, she would only tell Georgiana when she had made arrangements, but now she dared not take any action before reporting back to Wu Zhao, but cautiously asked Wu Zhao for his opinion.

Wu Zhao was a little surprised that the new tutor came so quickly, but he didn't care too much. He just said that he knew, "Then please help her clean up a bedroom and come out."

Mrs. Reynolds thought for a while, and then asked Wu Zhao's opinion, "It turns out that Mrs. Young lived with you on the second floor. Will the tutor still live in the original room this time?"

Wu Zhao frowned indistinctly, shook his head and said, "No need, at least we should learn a lesson from Mrs. Younger—keep a distance from the tutor. Let's tidy up a room for her near my brother's room on the first floor. There are plenty of spare rooms there."

Mrs. Reynolds quickly wrote down, "Just tidy up a room on the east side of the first floor? The scenery there is not bad. The new tutor is a girls' school in London where she was born, and she also taught in a girls' school for a short time. She should get used to the arrangement of the room."

Wu Zhao waved his hand nonchalantly, and said casually, "You can figure it out."

Mrs. Reynolds felt that Wu Zhao's trust in her was slowly coming back, so she couldn't help being happy and said a few more words, "That's a very good lady, she is proficient in piano, went to a girls' school in London, and is still in Deborah... ..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Wu Zhao's impatient face, and stopped nagging embarrassingly.She blushed and felt a little unhappy, so she bent her knees roughly, said "I'm going to prepare dinner," and left Wu Zhao's living room in a hurry.

Wu Zhao also knew that Mrs. Reynolds's appearance had been a habit for more than ten years, and it could not be changed overnight. It could only be subtle and slow-working, but fortunately, she looked much better than the previous two days.

At this time, she was most worried about Qing Niang.Resolute and resolute is the most appropriate description for Wu Zhao. After thinking for a while, she decided to get up and go down to have a look, but she didn't believe it. Could it be that she couldn't scream anymore?

Just to go to the servant's room below, Wu Zhao walked out without even changing his clothes.

The door of the living room is made of wood and copper, nearly three meters high, and has anti-theft springs, so Wu Zhao has to use a lot of strength to open the door every time.

This time, she also tried her best to press down on the cold doorknob—unexpectedly, someone outside the door pressed the handle almost at the same time. opened.

The two people inside and outside the door looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Qing Niang?" Wu Zhao was the first to speak out in doubt.

Qing Niang blinked nervously at Wu Zhao, and taking advantage of Wu Zhao's moment of daze, she slid like a monkey and dragged a little girl in coarse cloth behind her into the living room, and closed it with her backhand by the way. Door.

Wu Zhao came back to his senses, looked at the two of them suspiciously, and asked strangely, "Who is this?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a tightness in her legs, and her face was rubbed against her, crying loudly, whimpering and whimpering while crying, Wu Zhao couldn't hear clearly.

Wu Zhao tried hard to distinguish before he could barely hear the word "Your Majesty".

She couldn't help but her heart skipped a beat, and quickly raised the face of the person below her, trying to see something from it—but, but in front of her was a girl with a dark face, a stout figure, and a dark blue coarse cloth skirt?

"Who is this?" Wu Zhao remembered that both her and Qingniang's faces had changed drastically. Even if they were acquaintances from previous lives, she couldn't recognize her face just by looking at her present face, so she could only signal Qingniang with her eyes. who is this

Qing Niang seemed extremely happy, she knelt in front of Wu Zhao with a little excitement, and said with a crisp laugh: "Fortunately, there are not many servants patrolling Darcy's villa in the evening, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to bring anyone in—Your Majesty, This is pure joy!"

Net happiness?Chief eunuch?Female, girl?

Wu Zhao's face froze...