Gong Meier sat up and looked around alertly. It was indeed the scene of Mu Xuezhai. There were also shredded paper scraps on her clothes and on the bed. She was holding the palm-leaf fan given to her by Master Jiu. She stroked her chest, and a heart was still pounding. The sweat beads on the forehead slid down her cheeks. Gong Meier raised her arm to wipe the sweat. She looked out the window and it was already dark.

She suddenly felt a little lucky that she could still appear in this era when she woke up from her dream. I don’t know when she started, but she was already used to this era. There are many people and things she could not let go of. She had already integrated her life here without realizing it, and could no longer leave it, and she could not bear to leave.

"Oh no! Didn't Mr. Lu have lunch with me? It's already evening!"

Gong Meier knocked her head with her fist, jumped out of the bed and ran out.

Lu Zhiyin was sitting in Mu Xuezhai's yard eating tea. When he saw Gong Meier coming out, he smiled at her and said, "Miss Meier is awake, let Lu wait for a meal."

Gong Meier took a deep breath and sat opposite Lu Zhiyin. Her dream just now was so thrilling that she was still in shock.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Isn't that? I came at noon and no one agreed to knock on the door. I think the girl must have not slept well last night. She was too tired, so she couldn't bear to call you again. But you've been sleeping until now."

Gong Meier was so embarrassed that she was at a loss, but her stomach screamed.

Lu Zhiyin smiled, clapped his hands at the door, and shouted: "Shen Wen! Bring the supper in!"

Mu Xuezhai's door was pushed open, and the servant named Shen Wen walked in with two basket boxes. He put the basket boxes aside, first took out two bowls of rice, and then put out the dishes one by one.

The dishes prepared by Lu Zhiyin are like his people, and the dishes are very light and plain. Such as steamed chicken, steamed magnolia slices, egg custard, stir-fried cabbage, and seaweed soup.

"Do you like it?" Lu Zhiyin asked.

Although Gong Meier has her favorite taste, she is not picky about food. After all, she used to learn the etiquette of girls from Liu Ma in the General's Mansion for four years. During those four years, she ate the lowest food. Sometimes she didn't even have dishes, only a few steamed buns. She even survived such days. What's the big deal about these foods that were just a bit dissatisfied with her appetite? She smiled at Lu Zhiyin and said, "I like it."

"Miss Mei'er, I'll go to the clinic to work tomorrow. I'll ask someone to give you some needles and threads, and you'll work as a female worker in the yard."

Gong Meier had just taken a sip of soup and almost sprayed it when she heard the word "female worker". In this era, what she couldn't stand the most was a female worker. She had been clumsy since she was a child and could not even sew a clothes well. How could she be a female worker? She quickly refused and said, "No need for Mr. Lu, I know nothing about female worker. It would be better to kill me if you asked me to be a female worker."

"Does Miss Mei'er have other hobbies? Just tell me so that I won't feel bored in the house."

"Didn't I say that Miss Xing'er will come to accompany me? After she comes, we will be a companion and it won't be bored."

"Xing'er still has work to do. She is here to rectify the whole Muxuezhai, so how can I have time to accompany you?"

Gong Mei'er then realized that Lu Zhiyin was not the Ninth Young Master, he was a normal master, and his girls all had to work.

"Then I will clean up with Miss Xing'er and make a companion. Miss Xing'er won't work too hard."

"Don't talk nonsense. I said that you are not a girl when you come to my Lu Mansion. You are not allowed to touch any of these servants."

Gong Meier has no hobbies. If she had to say one, maybe it was Taekwondo, but she couldn't tell Lu Zhiyin that she likes Taekwondo. But she couldn't say that she wouldn't be bored against her conscience. It was really boring to stay alone in Muxuezhai. This was ancient times, without a cell phone or a computer, so she couldn't sit in the room and stayed alone for a day. It would be better...

"Mr. Lu, can I go to the clinic with you for sex?"

Gong Meier really wants to take a look outside the eaves.

"What can you do as a woman?" Lu Zhiyin asked.

"I can do a lot of things. My legs and feet are very flexible and I can do physical work! I can help you move medicinal materials and order goods for you."

Lu Zhiyin was unwilling to let Gong Meier do dirty work and tiring work. He thought for a long time before he came up with a good one, "I think there is a job that suits you very well, but I don't know if you can."

"What?"

"Just sort out the medicinal materials, that is, keep all the remaining medicinal materials in the book. I just don't know if Miss Mei'er can read or write?"

The ancients' calligraphy was all flying and phoenix, but fortunately it was not much different from that of modern times. Gong Meier was always literate. However, this writing was written in simplified Chinese characters in the 21st century, so Gong Meier certainly couldn't write it.

"I can recognize some words, but I can't write them."

"It doesn't matter if I can't write, I can teach you."

"That servant thanked Mr. Lu."

Gong Meier said happily, but she got Lu Zhiyin's cold eyes. She stuck out her tongue and knew that Lu Zhiyin was blaming her for calling herself a slave. It was easy to say that, it was a bit difficult to quit.

At the same time, a yard with no plaques in the General's Mansion was once named Xie Luozhai.

Master Jiu hugged Chen Xiaoyu and ate many of Gong Meier's favorite pastries together. Master Jiu took a few drinks and was slightly drunk. Chen Xiaoyu lay in Master Jiu's arms charmingly, reached out to pick up a piece of hibiscus cake on the table, handed it to Master Jiu's mouth, and said coquettishly: "Master Jiu, Xiaoyu feeds you another piece."

Young Master Nine opened his mouth obediently and took a bite of the hibiscus cake. He was a little dizzy. Under the moonlight, he couldn't tell whether the person in his arms was Chen Xiaoyu or Gong Meier.

"Young Master Jiu, come and have another bite. Ah!"

Suddenly, Young Master Nine hit the hibiscus cake in Chen Xiaoyu's hand to the ground, then pinched her chin hard, looked into her eyes, and asked, "Do you like me?"

Young Master Jiu had drunkenness in his eyes and a blushing at the ends. Chen Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed when he saw it, and lowered his eyes to look at him.

"Answer me!"

He tightened his hand holding Chen Xiaoyu's chin again. Chen Xiaoyu finally plucked up the courage and said slowly: "Yes, Xiaoyu likes Master Jiu. Since Xiaoyu first saw Master Jiu, he liked Master Jiu."

Young Master Jiu was stunned for a moment, as if he heard her calling herself Xiaoyu. His hand holding her chin loosened. The person in front of him was not Gong Meier at all. Gong Meier left and would not come back.

"You go."

Young Master Ninth let go of his hand that was wrapped around Chen Xiaoyu's slender waist and uttered this sentence for a long time.

Chen Xiaoyu was not willing to accept it, and immediately rushed to Master Jiu's arms.

"Master Nine, Xiaoyu really likes Master Nine."

Young Master Jiu pushed her gently, but she hugged her tighter. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, frowned and pushed her away with disgust. Chen Xiaoyu was just an ordinary girl after all. She was born in ancient times and had a very small strength. When Young Master Jiu pushed her like this, she fell to the ground with a thud. Young Master Jiu stood up and left without looking back.
Chapter completed!