Under the veranda, the little maid wearing goose yellow clothes accused indignantly, "This is the peach blossom crisp that the kitchen has carefully prepared for the second girl for a night. How can you eat it without permission? It's too much."

"Miss Second Girl has to sleep until midnight before getting up. You can go and get another one now. What are you calling here?"

The one who made a joke was Song Zhao's maid Huang Li.

Song Zhao fell in love with her sweet-mouthed and was very fond of her. She gave her all the big and small things in the yard, so she was arrogant and often took advantage of Song Zhao behind her back.

The little maid was very aggrieved and was not worthy of serving Song Zhao. "How can you not distinguish between the second girl's trust in you so much? How can we be slaves and eat the food of our master?"

Huang Li looked proud, "You are a lowly slave who is as lowly as rubble. I am a high-class maid who is deeply favored by the second girl. We are different!"

"Then you are a slave!"

Huang Li choked and put her hands on her hips, "So what if I just ate? Do you have the ability to complain to the second girl? Do you think the second girl will believe you or me?"

Bang.

Song Zhao kicked open the door and walked out, his cold little face with extreme coldness after being disturbed.

The little maid was so scared that she knelt on the ground. Huangli had a sudden inspiration and said, "Miss Two, the peach blossom crisps given by this slut are a little cold. I thought you would feel uncomfortable after eating them, so I took the initiative to eat them for you."

Song Zhao smiled and said, "It seems that you like eating my food very much."

The oriole was uneasy.

She has always been able to figure out Song Zhao's feelings, but today's second girl is completely different from usual, with her eyes so cold that it makes her shudder.

Without waiting for Huangli to reply, Song Zhao raised his eyes and said to the little maid kneeling on the ground, "Instruct the kitchen to make a hundred peach blossom crisps to Huangli."

Huangli looked happy and looked proudly at the little maid with a gray face. She was indeed the second girl who was still favored.

Half an hour later.

Several servants carried a large bag of prepared peach blossom crisps and brought them over and placed them at Huangli's feet.

"Eat." Song Zhao sat on the chair that the maids brought to her, and smiled lazyly, "These are all yours, I'll be solved for three quarters of an hour."

The pride in Huangli's eyes instantly faded away, and his face disappeared without any blood.

When the other maids and servants heard this, their envious expressions turned into sympathy.

After eating all so many peach blossom crisps, you will not be overwhelmed to death, and you will be tired of being tired.

Song Zhao looked indifferent and ignored the despair of the oriole.

This oriole stole the jewelry given by the royal family and sold it in her previous life based on her trust in her.

Later, the Song family was impeached and impeached and disrespected the holy grace.

This crazy dog ​​thing!

Who do you do if you don’t do it?

Huangli looked miserable and could only eat peach blossom crisps. After eating a few pieces, she was so sick that she was sick and begging for mercy with a bitter face. "Miss, I am full, can I keep the remaining servants for later?"

"How can that be done?" Song Zhao raised his eyebrows and said with great care. "You are my favorite maid. If you can't finish it today, I'm sorry for my value for you."

The girl's voice was light, but the coolness it brought out made the maids and servants around her stunned and did not dare to breathe.

oriole, “…”

Huangji was so choked that she almost couldn't get up.

She swallowed the bitterness and continued to eat if she wanted to cry.

"Second, second girl..." Finally, after eating dozens of peach blossom crisps, Huangji was choked and her eyes were rolled up, and she patted her chest and said with difficulty, "Give me aside, I really can't eat it..."

After saying that, he fell down straight, twitching and vomiting.

Song Zhao felt stained with disgust. He touched his chin with his fingers and spoke carelessly, "Send her out, I can't afford to raise such a edible person in my yard."

Everyone: It’s so scary!

It was obvious that the second girl insisted on eating the oriole, so why did she drive her away because she disliked the oriole that she had eaten too much?

devil!

When Huangli left the Qing Dynasty, Song Zhao glanced at the little maid who was arguing with Huangli at the beginning.

The little maid knelt on the ground tremblingly and said cryingly, "Miss. Don't drive me away, I'm eating very little..."

"May I have your name?"

"Slave bell."

Song Zhao patted his cuffs and stood up, "You will come to my side to serve you in the future."

Bell: I will perform a spiral ascension in place on the spot.

This sudden promotion made her grin and giggle.

He quickly patted his chest and promised, "Thank you, Miss II, for your kindness, I will do my best to serve you."

Song Zhao thought she was quite cute, and the corners of her lips curled slightly.

The little girl smiled with her eyebrows and eyes, and the baby fat on her face bulged, her cute heart trembling.

Bell: Aoah, I'm dead!

*

After breakfast, Song Zhao went to the house to find out all the savings, only a few dozen taels of silver, put them in a box and handed them to the servant, "Buy all the things I want."

Song Zhao gave the servant a list, which contained various medicinal herbs and flowers and seeds, and there were a lot of them.

Then Song Zhao ordered Lingdang again, "I want to leave the house and arrange the carriages and horses for me."

Lingling's face changed drastically, "Miss Second, you should not go out in the past few days. I heard something today. The guards of Duan's family were infected with some dirty things. In the morning, the servants found that the blood was drained into mummies in the lake. It was scary."

Song Zhao's eyes darkened.

Isn’t Duan’s guard the escorts who beat Si Yu up yesterday?

It turns out that the little pervert is already so terrifying at this time.

It's indeed a werewolf.

Song Zhao looked complicated and was silent for a few seconds. Then he continued, "Go and call the maid in the yard, empty the backyard, and cultivate two pieces of land."

"Miss Two, what are you doing?"

Song Zhao's eyes swept over, thought for a while, his expression faintly, "Farming."

“???”
Chapter completed!