Chapter 9

On the other side, Linglong followed Mrs. Cao back to the mansion.

Such a maid can be favored by her as a mistress and she took her back to the house by herself? This drama made the nanny and maids around Mrs. Cao feel frightened. They can't figure out the details and think that Mrs. Cao has received the kindness of the maid, so they have some support.

If one person goes up, wouldn’t he want to run the next person?

The big guy made people panic, fearing that someone would not be careful and would be pushed to the position.

Later, I learned that the yard the maid was going to was Huizhu Courtyard, and I was serving the beautiful concubine, so I felt a little relieved and did not go against her.

Not only is it not targeted, but it also has the maid who is tempted by the incest and favors her to seek some benefits.

If you are kind to you, there will definitely be no disputes between interests, so you will naturally be able to get along with each other.

The one who led Linglong to kneel down to meet her aunt was specially presented to Madam Qian.

Although she was old, she was particularly festive, with plump cheeks and several deep ravines at the end of her eyes. She looked like a happy face.

Madam Qian smiled and said, "Madam can assign you to take care of Aunt Zhong, which shows that she values ​​you. You must take care of your wife's love and serve her carefully."

"Yes." Linglong talks to people and talks to ghosts. She naturally knows how the little maid is. Now she interprets it in a very good manner, just like a person who has learned the rules.

Madam Qian's words meant to please her, and to hit her with the meaning of "staring at Aunt Zhong as an eyeliner."

Linglong knew the right degree and added slowly: "I came from my wife, so I naturally listened to my wife's meaning."

Madam Qian nodded secretly and said in her heart: "It's worthy of being a wonderful person whom the wife has inserted, so it can be understood at a glance."

The two of them talked for a few words, and in a blink of an eye they arrived at the Huizhu Courtyard where they dear concubine Aunt Zhong.

Aunt Zhong is obviously very favored. The small courtyard that was created was full of strange flowers and plants, and there was also a large piece of Xiaoxiang bamboo forest, which shone brightly in the forest. At this time, it was not like summer fireflies. When I got closer, I realized that she had placed the expensive night pearl in Baibaili for use as a floor lamp.

It's really luxurious and prosperous, and it's speechless.

When Madam Qian saw Linglong, she looked at her and said disdainfully, "After all, she is from a small family. No matter how much she is loved by her wife, she is just a shameless person. It's all. Let's look at the fortune."

When the main courtyard came, Huizhu Courtyard naturally had to handle it early and specially answered the nanny who was in charge.

Madam Qian pressed Linglong to salute Aunt Zhong, lowered her eyes and said, "I wish you a blessing to Aunt."

Aunt Zhong smiled coldly and said, "Why should Madam Qian be so polite? Madam calls you, but what are the instructions?"

Her words were sharp and seemed to have given Madam Qian enough face, but she didn't call her to get up and deliberately neglected her.

This concubine wanted to go over to her wife, but it was obvious that they were not dealing with each other.

Madam Qian turned a deaf ear to her arrogance and said calmly: "Mrs. She knows that there are not many servants in Huizhuyuan, so she specially brought a skillful maid for her to serve her."

"Oh? I'm here to thank my wife for her kindness." Aunt Zhong said in a lazily look at Lingqing and said in a round manner, "Raise your head and show it to me."

Linglong knew that this was the back house, and she didn't dare to float around. However, she remembered the story told by Mrs. Cao. Aunt Zhong was originally a dead man with a corpse, but now she has come back to life.

She also wanted to see if Aunt Zhong had three heads and six arms, and what she looked like.

Now that Aunt Zhong called her to look up and face her eyes, it was an opportunity. Linglong slowly raised her head and took the opportunity to take a look at Aunt Zhong.

A glance was astonishing as Linglong was full of disappointment.

Aunt Zhong is extremely beautiful, with willow leaves, wine and makeup, black cream and lips, and her lips are bright but not bright. Her black hair is covered with flower-powder and golden hairpins, and a peony velvet flower on the left side is slanted with a graceful and luxurious appearance of a beautiful woman.

However, it is precisely because she is an ordinary beauty that Linglong feels melancholy.

If Aunt Zhong was a monster with green face and fangs, she would not be sleepy.

Aunt Zhong naturally didn't know what Xiao Linglong was thinking at this time. When she saw this maid Shuiling, she thought that the wife wanted to assign her to compete for favor.

She could not do as Mrs. Cao wanted.

Aunt Zhong took over the people and only asked Linglong to clean the yard without giving her close work.

In this way, Mrs. Cao could not find any mistakes, but Aunt Zhong grabbed it.

Linglong guessed that she could not become Aunt Zhong’s confidant, but she did not expect that she would be excluded by the maids of Huizhuyuan. Whenever she was about to eat, she would call her to work as a service. When she came back, there would be only the remaining soup on the table, and she could not even have enough food and clothing.

Linglong is most impatient with hunger. Now that she suffers such pain, she wants to find out something as soon as possible and go back to Jinshangzhai for a full meal.

However, Aunt Zhong is very ordinary and there is really no information to find.

She couldn't find out anything and couldn't help but be discouraged.

Linglong had to sneak out of the room in the middle of the night in the dark and ran to the virgin Zhong's dormitory, hoping to see something.

What if Aunt Zhong is really a Luotoumin, she could squat until her head flew away from her body in the middle of the night!

Linglong knew that this was nonsense, but she couldn't help but look forward to it.

She squatted in the dark and waited for Aunt Zhong's head to escape from the room.

At night, there was silence everywhere, and the wind was gushing.

Linglong thought of Aunt Zhong's charming eyebrows and eyes, and then the head hanging in the air, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Just when she was about to give in, Linglong caught a glimpse of a figure running out of Aunt Zhong’s dormitory.

It was dark and she couldn't see clearly.

So Linglong carefully leaped onto the eaves and lie dormant in the dark to investigate.

She is light in her hands and has the most skill in her feet. She is just a piece of cake to her.

Linglong followed the figure into the Xiaoxiang bamboo forest. Under the glory of the night pearl, she saw the sneaky person.

It turned out to be Aunt Zhong!

If she had something to do, she would call her slaves and maids on weekdays, so who could not do it for her? Why did she sneak into the bamboo forest to do things in the middle of the night? It seemed like she was hiding something.

Oh, right!

Linglong woke up from her dream, and she stared at Aunt Zhong in surprise.

No, the handle is here.

Linglong looked at it for a long time and saw Aunt Zhong lit the fire in a copper basin, then burning bags of paper money wrapped in yellow paper.

Is this a sacrifice to my relatives behind my back? Linglong still thinks it is! She can't help but feel lost.

After Aunt Zhong finished burning the paper, she left with the pot of ashes and fell from the bamboo tip.

As soon as she was about to leave, she stepped on some yellow paper scraps under her feet, which was unavoidable.

Linglong is not afraid of death, but is afraid of these strange powers and chaos.

She stepped on paper money and snatched money from ghosts, so she wouldn't be cursed, right?

Linglong had goosebumps all over her body and she was suddenly creepy.

She squatted down and carefully took off the piece of paper money that floated out of the brazier from the soles of her shoes. She was about to whisper a few words to advise the ghost not to blame him, but found that there were still words that had not been burnt on the paper.

Linglong reads: "What's the bell of Changpu Town, Quanzhou..."

Linglong couldn't see clearly the words behind.

She guessed that this was Aunt Zhong’s hometown, and she was burning paper for her deceased relatives in her hometown!

Linglong remembered that Mrs. Cao didn’t know the origin of Aunt Zhong. So today, wouldn’t she know where she came from?
Chapter completed!