Steps to Be Phoenix

Not many people would be able to sleep soundly if their aunt hadn't fulfilled their wish yesterday. Since that was the case, they shouldn't sleep soundly.

Wang Chun frowned slightly. She was a smart person, so how could she not understand Master's probing? As a slave, if Master was reliable, why not consider it too much?

The fire followed Wang Chun and left. The darkness engulfed her once again, which was frighteningly calm. However, Luo Ming Shi knew that the stone had already been thrown inside, and the ripples would soon spread across the surface of the lake.

Aunt Cui, this was just the beginning, so there was no rush. After all, cutting meat with a dull knife hurts. I will look at you little by little and lose everything.

Luo Ming Shi slowly closed his eyes, but the scene in front of him was filled with the howls of wolves and ghosts.

The sky was still dark, and the moon had long been shrouded by dark clouds. The dim moonlight from the stars was not enough to illuminate the earth, but the distance between the two houses was not too far.

At this time, Chi Yu was the only person on duty at the outer room. She was staring at the wax in boredom, her pretty face a little dazed and seductive under the light, which could be considered a fixed look in the girl's eyes. It was a pity that she did not sleep that night, and her eyebrows were slightly drawn, her almond eyes even more so without any spirit.

Upon seeing Wang Chun entering, she was slightly surprised. She frowned and whispered: "It's almost time, Master is going to get up and participate in the morning assembly. What are you doing here at this time?"

The two of them feared that there was a Master in the house sleeping, so they quietly left the house. It was only until they were quite a distance away from the main house that Wang Chun spoke: "Good big sister, you know that I'm the only big one in front of my Young Miss, thus when we're on duty at night, the small ones are all so lazy. "Now that Miss has asked me to go out to do something, I'd like to ask Big Sister to watch over the matter for me."

Chi Yu was suspicious, "Miss, what do you want to do? You want this at night? "

Wang Chun looked around and whispered into her ears: "I am just a servant, how can I understand anything. Whatever Miss wants me to do, and whatever letter she wants me to send, I will agree to it one by one."

With that, he took out a piece of paper from his robes and shook it. Chi Yu did not have much literacy, but when he saw the word Acacia in a flash, he immediately became suspicious. Second Miss was only ten years old, but his mind was already connected to an outsider.

But seeing Wang Chun's smile, she had an idea, and laughed lightly: "You, how can you tell others? After all, this is related to the reputation of the young miss. "

Wang Chun said in a low voice: "Elder sister is not an outsider, who would know that you are a popular person to the Third Madame, Master still wants to assign you to the Villa's Steward Zhao."

Chi Yu's pretty face turned white, and her smile became a little forced: "Go quickly."

"Yeah." Wang Chun smilingly accepted, and quickly walked to the side door of the backyard.

When Chi Yu saw that she had left, he made up her mind. She steeled her heart and quickly ran to the Egret Courtyard.

From afar, she could see that the room was brightly lit. She followed the song made by Aunt Cui's trusted aide as they flew past the cover of the Pear Blossom Wood Bird Pattern, only to see that Aunt Cui had not slept yet. She wore a blue satin nightgown to outline her exquisite figure, and she sat next to the Plum Blossom Red Paint, leaning on the soft pillow, thinking.

Although she was in her thirties, she still had a charm to her. It was a pity that her slender eyebrows were a little harsh as her gloomy gaze made Chi Yu shiver subconsciously.

"You still have the face to come?"

If not for Chi Yu's mistake today, the Lee's would have died a tragic death. However, she made a mistake and made him look extremely ugly, causing all her plans and plans to be wasted, and even brought Luo An Xu back to the manor.

How could he look good when he saw her now?

Chi Yu kneeled on the ground with a thump, and said with slight fear: "Aunt Cui, I really put down those letters, I don't know how, but they've disappeared. Maybe the second young master of Second Miss found him while she was playing, and played around with him, if not how can she be so calm later on! "

Ying Ge pulled out a hairpin from between her hair and tied it around her waist. "You still have the face to say that?"

The Second Miss and the man outside were involved, so she called someone to send a letter from her little door. The servant's footsteps were quick, and at this time, Wang Chun had probably just reached the door, and it was night time again, so she would definitely have to pester her for a while before leaving the house. If Aunt were to go capture him, she would definitely be able to do so, but at that time, it would be fine to say that she was Third Aunt's lover.

Aunt Cui was anxious. She was panicking right now, especially when Luo Anming looked at her last. She was distracted for a long time.

Currently, there were only these two boys in the Palace. If he were to be disliked, it would definitely affect Luo Ming Lei's position in the Palace.

Thinking about this, Aunt Cui stood up and said sinisterly: "Let me tell you, if I can get Master to betroth you to that butler Zhao who likes to torture people, I can save your life. If you are telling me to give birth to something ugly, then you can calmly wait for your marriage."

Chi Yu powerlessly collapsed to the ground, unable to say a word for a long time.

On the other side, Wang Chun purposely slowed down her pace. It was currently the Spring and Summer Exchange, and there was a lot of rain, the previous night's drizzle had moistened the entire residence, the plants were lush and verdant, and the sky was a light green, but there was still some darkness.

Her legs were shallow and wet, and just as she was about to reach the side door, she saw a few servants standing guard. Upon seeing her, they called out: "Capture that thief who stole Master's things."

Once Wang Chun saw that they were going to charge him with the crime of stealing things, she went further and further inside step by step. Of course, he couldn't let them see the thing in her hands first.

According to Luo Ming Shi's words, the more trouble, the better. Therefore, she stopped his slow footsteps and quickly ran back to Liu Gan Courtyard, shouting as he ran: "Help!"

Along the way, there were already maids who had gotten up from bed to help the Master wash their faces and water.

Hanging Willow Courtyard.

Luo An frowned. "What's going on? There's a ruckus outside."

Since he had returned to the capital, he had been an assistant minister in the fourth rank. Thus, he had a place in the imperial court every day. Thus, he would definitely get up at five o'clock every day.

Ju Xiang did not even glance at her, and said solemnly: "Madam asks Master, Third Aunt and Second Miss to come to the main hall together."

After Chi Yu heard this, she secretly rejoiced in his heart. Seems like she had succeeded. She also felt a bit of guilt in her heart, but compared to the three deaths of her wife, Steward Zhao, she had underestimated him.

She was immersed in her own happiness, so she naturally missed the taunt in Ju Xiang's eyes.

Luoan's time naturally heard the conversation outside, after tidying up his clothes, he opened the green crepe curtain and asked: "Big youth, what has happened again? Invite someone. "

Ju Xiang bowed respectfully: "This servant doesn't really understand the situation, I hope that Master can take a look."

He was slightly displeased in his heart. He had only caused such a huge ruckus yesterday, so what was wrong with him today? Thinking about it for a moment, he said, "Second Miss doesn't need to go."

Hearing Luoan's time's words, Ju Xiang pursed his lips: "Madam said that if Second Miss could not come, I'm afraid she would suffer grievances."

He narrowed his eyes.