Forget it, those moods and past events are no longer so important. After all, the child has actually existed in his life. Although it is very short-lived, why should he care too much? Let himself be so hard and tired? There are too many things that have no result. What the old lady said is right. Everything is due to fate. Many things in the dark are destined. There is no need to be surprised, nor sad or sad. To sigh. There is still a lot of road to go in the future. Sooner or later, this matter will be smoothed out by time. But in a short time, Mrs. Qingdie can't accept it. She can only see things and think about others, look forward to it, savor it, and sigh again.

The little building was hiding on the roof, and had just heard Qingdie's request to Chen Qiuhe! She was curious, but she didn't understand why Mrs. Qingdie wanted to send her and Qingmei out. Is there anything else that could not be said in front of her? But she didn't expect that it was for herself, and she wanted to treat herself as her true daughter! The lady had just experienced the pain of losing her son, and in a blink of an eye, she had to be the identity of a certain master! She was stupid or was she too kind to herself? Xiaolou jumped down, the stone steps were tortuous, the green moss was faint, and the grass was lush. Her eyes were frozen in the fragrant grass next to the steps, and the wild flowers were still bright.

But the beautiful shadow turned into emptiness, tears were like broken strings, and there seemed to be a call from Madam Qingdou's mouth, like the sound of nature, as if it was still floating in the air. The building seemed to be able to smell the surging emotions and the superimposed expressions. There was a trace of sorrow in my heart, and I always felt a kind of melancholy of my happiness. Now the moss was haggard, the autumn wind crushed the lingering sound, and my brother's soft voice was like a wisp of smoke, dissipating with the wind, gradually fading out of her sight. She reached out to keep her hand and there was only a trace of melancholy, a piece of paper falling white, and a sigh.

So, she hid behind the bitterness, smiled wryly in the old song, attached her thoughts to the undercurrent Shen Mansion, killing her younger brother. How could she do it just for a few days in the ancestral hall? Xiao Li really thought she had just made this sacrifice? How could she get her wish? Xiaolou looked at her hands. The tiger's mouth was a calluse left by years of practice. In this world, martial arts cannot determine her life and death. Since this is the case, she would accept the good future that Qingdie had achieved for her. Although she was not very concerned about glory and wealth, it might be a good thing if she had it.

More importantly, being a daughter of the Chen Mansion means having her own power in this world. Power is really a good thing. No wonder people squeezed their heads and wanted to get it. Although the money is good, power is also excellent. If the two can be added together, they can do whatever they want. With this power, they can protect Mrs. Qingdie to the greatest extent, and will also give the most severe revenge for those who once stumped them. Xiaolou has never been a kind man and a woman, and he will not use any tolerance and generosity. She only knows that if others dedicate to him, although he cannot repay ten points for one, it is still necessary to give some points and give back some points.

She sorted out her clothes, wiped away the corners of her eyes, and prepared to re-adjust her condition, and respected me one foot, and prepared for revenge for one foot, but this preparation took a long time, because she needed a move to cause Xiao Li's pain, so that she would never turn over in the Shen Mansion! People should be grateful. Since Mrs. Qingdie wants to promote herself, she should spare no effort to help her silently repair the people who did not do anything to her and her mother. The future is long, so Xiaolou is not in a hurry!

The weather became more and more refreshing, but Chen Qiuhe never mentioned treating Xiaolou as his daughter again. Qingdie was angry and angry and never gave him a good face. However, the news that a maid wanted to be the master spread like wildfire. The whole Chen Mansion knew that there was a slave who didn't know that the world was high and the earth was thick and shameless, and wanted to be the daughter of the Chen Mansion, so everyone wanted to spit out to vent their dissatisfaction and jealousy. Qingmei was so angry that she wanted to fight against her when she heard such words.

"Xiaolou, listen, listen to the feces that are sprayed out of their mouths! How ugly it is, isn't they just jealous of you following a good master? Just be jealous, what's the ability to slander behind your back? It's really, I just didn't catch them. If I catch them, I would definitely slap them hard. Unfortunately, I am just a slave. Xiaolou, you want to become a master, but I have to teach those who are gossiping hard for me!" Qingmei was angrily.

Xiaolou hasn't heard these rumors. If she cared, she would have really been Chen Qiuhe's words. In fact, this news was not released by others, but was released by Lord Shangshu himself. He has been intoxicated by the officialdom for more than 20 years and has always focused on his own interests. He would never do anything without interests. That's why he deliberately released the wind to make these public opinions overwhelm. In his mentality of not getting up early without profit, he must have thought that he often blew in Mrs. Qingdie's ears, and believed that he was the person behind the prompting Mrs. Qingdie to say these words.

He didn't want to do this, but he refused Qingdie's resentment and unhappy refusal to her, which made her unhappy, so he used this method to force her to give up with everyone's disgust and spitting. Although rumors can hurt people a lot, Xiaolou has been injured for ten years and has already developed a copper body and iron bones, so he is used to it. Therefore, these pressures are not enough to make her lose her army. On the contrary, she is very looking forward to it. If she really becomes the master and is on par with Shen Wanxin and all the ladies, how will those who are talking about her be stunned?

However, if you complete the great cause of becoming a noble master from a humble subordinate, it is too small to rely on Mrs. Qingdie to persuade her. She needs an opportunity to meet her preferences. However, this opportunity is not so easy to get. It really requires the right time, place and people. "It's okay, if they want to say that they will go naturally, I will live my life naturally. The master and slave are actually the same. Of course, it would be better to be a master. They will show their dislikes and preferences at will, and they will not be able to control a few people. It's good, but this kind of wish is really illusory. It's better to dream a few times at night. Don't take it too seriously! I'll go to the warehouse to get a thicker bedding for my wife and go back."

Xiaolou didn't take this matter deeply in her heart, but what she didn't expect was that this opportunity would come soon and quietly. If she didn't grasp it well, when would she have to wait? Since God is helping her, how could she not accept this kind of good intention? A few years later, when she recalled this matter, she would still feel that her fate was really good enough, and it was really jealous. But who would have thought that this kind of luck was obtained with a cause and a result. Everyone saw her glamor and beauty, and luck was blessed, but she never thought how life was worse than death in those years that others could not see.

Behind him was a man who was simply raised. Xiaolou was in his thoughts, so he didn't carefully distinguish the owner of the voice, thinking that Ning Shijing was still a mess, but when he turned around, it was Chen Zhinan's Buddha. Xiaolou suddenly thought, if he became a daughter, wouldn't he have to salute this young master respectfully and humbly?

But imagination is imagination after all, and my body fell down involuntarily: "Second Young Master, what's the matter with me?" Xiaolou guessed that it must be a bad thing. After all, he had a sudden idea today and was about to take a shortcut back to Qinglan Courtyard, so he chose a rather secluded path that almost no one passed.

"I think you have lost a lot of weight these days. Are you sad and troubled by your master's miscarriage and child loss? I think you should be happy. The eighth lady's child is gone, and you must come to be her child! How about it? Is it very happy to be a master? Actually, you don't have to answer this question? I have already thought that it must be overjoyed." Chen Zhinan smiled, not expecting that the maid she liked had such great ability and wanted her father to treat her as her daughter. This is simply a fantasy.

"Young Master, don't be confused by these rumors. I don't want to be any master. It must be that the person with a heart slandered me like this behind my back. The young master is very talented and super wise. I will definitely be able to tell which one is the fact? Which one is just made up to harm me." Xiaolou didn't want to have excessive communication with this plague god: "If the young master has nothing to do, I will leave first."

But Chen Zhinan thought about her day and night, and waited for her to follow her day by day. After finally seeing her, she was still secluded around her. No one else peeped at her and teased her maid and was talking everywhere. How could she let her go easily? So she raised her right foot and blocked her way with her body: "Why did you leave so anxiously? Did I guess it? So I felt a little nervous and guilty and wanted to leave quickly? Don't worry, I am of course very talented and extremely wise, so naturally I know which sentence you say is true and which sentence is false!"

Chen Zhinan took a bold step towards her, and slightly raised Xiaolou's chin with his hand, letting her cold face face him. He was very accustomed to doing this kind of movement. None of the servants in the mansion could escape his tenderness: "Why should we hide so much between us? You should be the master and tell me directly? Don't you know that I am the most favored second young man in the mansion? My father really only listens to me. If you follow me, if I am in a good mood and help you become the Miss Shen family, wouldn't you and me have their own place and be happy!"

Chen Zhinan repeatedly showed his favors before but Xiaolou was moved. It seems that this woman is not like Yingying and Yanyan before. If she doesn't want money, she must be greedy for fame and fortune. It seems that this girl has a big appetite. So she used this method to make her obedience. As a woman, isn't the most important thing about vanity? If she can give her the benefits she wants, why not follow her obediently and use it for her!

Of course, he wouldn't really help Xiaolou become the second little lady of the Shen family. Then they will be brothers and sisters from now on, so why can they do it in the future? This is contrary to ethics. If his father discovers it, he will no longer have to mix in the capital in the future. So his promise at this moment is like water splashed out, and it may only be heard of the beauty of the moment he just said it, but after saying it, the water will disappear without a trace, and it is harder to fulfill it than climbing to the sky. Or in Xiaolou's heart, the promise he said is more like farting.

Xiaolou's eyes suddenly frost. She hated such frivolous actions. Chen Zhinan did have a face that was more charming than his sister Chen Wanxin. So he was so confident that all women would willingly let him play with it? It was really a noble man born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He was full of a playboy. But his mother Xie Lan was so cruel to Mrs. Qingdie. How could he think that he could get rid of past grudges for his reputation and be willing to be with him? Was he really too confident or was there water in his head?

She raised her head ruthlessly and took a step back: "Young master, don't you have a fever? If you have a fever, hurry up and find the doctor. It's not very good to talk nonsense on the way. I will leave first if I have something to do." However, Xiaolou described Chen Zhinan as the word "plague god" as just right. He is a plague god, a very annoying plague god. When Xiaolou saw Xiaolou leave, he hugged her from behind: "Xiaolou, you know I like you. If you follow me, I will protect you for your life's glory and wealth. I swear I will make you the lady of our Shen family. Don't you believe me?"

His breath became hot, and it blew into Xiaolou's ears. His hands began to be honest. He finally touched his charming body day and night. How could he bear to let go? Xiaolou was so arrogant that he gritted his teeth and smiled contemptuously from his gritting teeth: "Haha, I think you have never been struck by lightning. Why, Sister Lingyue is not gentle? Or Sister Xihe is not not cute, she is holding the red mandarin duck playing in the water that you gave her and is thinking about it every day. Why? You forgot them so quickly?"

Chen Zhinan was moved for a moment, and how could he realize that the woman in her arms was just calm and angry. She just thought that what she said just now was jealous: "What? Are you jealous? How could they compare with you? They cried when something happened. Haven't seen the world before, so half of them would be as calm as you. Even I admire this young master... Tell me, who do you look like? So fascinated me!"

Xiaolou regretted his words and said nothing about him. She lowered her head and stopped the savage hand that touched her breasts in time.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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