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Chapter 266

The white beauty seemed to be hit by a pie that fell from the sky.

An irrepressible joy arises from my heart, and I feel dizzy.

But she tried hard to control her excitement and said reservedly, "I thank Miss Song for her mercy. I am stupid. I would like to ask Miss Song for more instructions."

Song Zhao pretended to praise Bai Meiren for a few words, took out a gold-inlaid jewelry half-winged butterfly hairpin from the makeup box and gave it to her.

The white beauty has never seen such a delicate pearl hairpin.

The overwhelming secret joy made her dizzy in an instant. All her vigilance and shrewdness ran away from home, and she could not notice the bad intentions in Song Zhao's eyes.

She stepped out of the threshold happily.

Meiren Wang blocked her way and asked with a cold face, "Sister Bai, what did Miss Song tell you?"

It has not been given the right to be a housekeeper, and now is not a good time to show off.

The white beauty stroked the golden hairpin in her sleeve and said gently, "Miss Song said, "I want to teach me some skills to master the family. When I learn it, I will teach you secretly."

Beauty Wang twisted the embroidered handkerchief.

A heart twisted into a maggot.

Why did Song Zhao teach Bai Meiren but not her?

*

That afternoon.

Song Zhao asked Bai Meiren to come to the backyard to teach her the housekeeper.

Bai Meiren came with confidence, but Song Zhao arranged for her to clean up the weeds in the backyard.

The white beauty was stunned and asked uncertainly.

"Isn't there a gardener in the mansion? Why do you need a servant to clean up?"

Song Zhao said earnestly, "I will teach you the butler. First of all, you must understand the common affairs process of this mansion, how much energy it takes to do. If you don't experience it personally and don't know anything, how can you assign the servants to do it?"

White beauty, “…”

It sounds a bit reasonable.

She hasn't taken care of the house either.

I thought that this was probably something that the powerful butler had to go through.

So the white beauty began to weed with great enthusiasm.

Although Bai Meiren is a specially trained beauty in bed, she has been playing the piano and painting since childhood and has never done rough work.

It was too hard for her to live a life of weeding.

It took an hour to finish it, and I was so tired that I was sweating profusely.

She thought that's all.

As a result, Song Zhao immediately asked her to go to the kitchen to wash dishes.

The reason is that the mistress of the house needs to control the labor arrangements of the entire back home.

Therefore, we must experience what the people do in order to prevent someone from cheating and bullying her and fooling her without knowing anything.

The white beauty was successfully fooled again.

So I washed the bowl for the afternoon.

After finishing it, it was already dark.

The beauty Bai was so tired that she thought she could finally go to bed.

As a result, Song Zhao asked her to go to the well to fetch water again.

Looking at the bucket of water half a person tall by the well, if she finished all the pumps, she might have broken her hand.

The white beauty had a bitter face, and she really didn't want to.

Song Zhao saw her embarrassment and sighed.

"Forget it, your body is so weak. It seems that the butler is not suitable for you. You go back to sleep. I'd better let Meiren Wang do it."

When saying this.

Song Zhao leaned on the imperial concubine's couch, lazily eating the grapes fed by Biqing.

It's already cold winter.

Song Zhao wrapped the stove under his feet, holding the soup in his hand, warm and rosy.

"No, no, no, I can do it."

When Bai Meiren heard this, she instantly stopped dizzy, her hands were no longer sore, and her legs were straightened.

It feels like climbing ten floors in one go is not a problem.

Although she is so painful to manage the inner hut, she might as well ignore it.

But she asked her to hand over the fat meat she got to Meiren Wang.

A hundred white beauty didn't want to.

So he rubbed his hands that were as cold as radish, gritted his teeth and continued to dry.

The white beauty had been drinking water all night and was so tired that she was no longer as tired.

Beauty Wang is not much better either.

Yesterday I saw Bai Meiren being called to the backyard by Song Zhao and never came back all night.
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