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Chapter 17 Cold War 1

Zi Luo was arranged to live in the wing on the right. Although it was relatively small, he could live in a room by himself, and he was still a little excited and happy.

She put down her baggage and saw that the bed was covered with brand-new quilts and there was a teapot on the table. She touched it and found it was hot. She marveled in her heart that a master cared so much for his slave, and she couldn't help but feel warm.

Zi Luo drank a cup of tea and started to sort out the things in her bag. A small wooden box fell out with a bang. The moment she picked it up, she smelled the smell wafting out of the box. She suddenly recalled that Rou Tong was like this when she passed by just now.

smell.

"This is what Shuangyue gave me to apply on the swollen and sore areas."

Zi Luo muttered to herself, thinking that maybe she had accidentally bruised her body and smeared it on it.

After packing her things, she walked to the main room. It was almost time for dinner, and she needed to wait on her wife to eat.

"Haha, Fang Xin, let me come to your place for dinner."

With the hearty laughter, everyone in the room knew that Mr. Zhao was here.

"Sir, you are finally here. Xin'er misses you so much that my head hurts."

Fang Xin looked at Master Zhao and said coquettishly.

Zi Luo followed Fang Xin and blushed. Although she had also seen the third lady acting coquettishly to Mr. Zhao, she still blushed and was ashamed every time she saw such a scene.

Mr. Zhao put one arm around Fang Xin's waist and the other hand holding Fang Xin's hand. He smiled and looked down at Fang Xin.

Zi Luo returned to the house and poured some tea. When he saw them coming in, he wisely stepped out, closed the door, and stood waiting outside. He could vaguely hear the flirting and flirting inside, which made Zi Luo think of Chu Qing and the Second Young Master.

, are also full of affection and sweetness, one is like a fresh peach that has just been picked, attractive and delicious, while the other is like candied fruit dropped into a pile of honey, so sweet that it can't help but make people sick.

"Sir, madam, it's time to eat."

Zi Luo came to his senses when he saw a group of people carrying food boxes entering the courtyard. He knocked on the door and announced loudly.

"Come in."

After a while, Fang Xin's soft voice came from inside the house.

Zi Luo opened the door gently, and a strong aroma of incense wafted out. The person who delivered the food arranged the food neatly in order. Zi Luo stepped forward and put the food on the small plate in front of the master and his wife.

The other two maids stood on both sides, preparing water and towels. Not long after the master and his wife had dinner, everyone hurriedly cleared the table and left.

"You guys go back."

Seeing that there was nothing to do anymore, Zi Luo allowed the two maids to go back to eat. They were one year younger than Zi Luo, one was named Can Ruo and the other was Su Die.

Seeing Fang Xin close the door, Zi Luo returned to her room. Her meal was brought with her wife. It was hot but not cold yet. Zi Luo suddenly felt a little sad while eating. Although she lived alone

A room, but not even a companion to talk to, it would be better to stay there.

Mr. Zhao stayed at Yuexiuxuan at night and got up to have dinner at dawn the next day, probably before going to court. Zi Luo yawned and had to get up earlier and stood outside the house door waiting for orders.

"Zi Luo, this is for you."

After Mr. Zhao left, Fang Xin handed Zi Luo a delicate wooden box with a bright smile.

Fang Xin used "send" instead of "reward", which was very useful to Zi Luo.

"Thank you ma'am."

Zi Luo took the box, opened it slightly and saw that it turned out to be excellent skin care products.

"The master gave me two boxes. We are good sisters. I will give you one box."

Fang Xin pinched a flower and put it to her nose and smelled it.

Fang Xin probably didn't care about flowers. The third lady would not pinch off a flower so rudely.

"Madam, I can't have such a valuable thing."

Zi Luo was a little panicked, how could a little girl like her use such expensive things.

"Whatever is there, if I tell you to use it, just use it. Don't be afraid of the east or the west."

Fang Xin looked at her panic and smiled.

"Yes, ma'am."

When Fang Xin said this, she couldn't refuse anymore, so she bowed and accepted it.

"Today I am going to the eldest lady to pay my respects. Please come with me."

After saying this, Fang Xin twisted her slender waist and walked out the door. Zi Luo looked at her back and thought: She didn't seem to walk like this before.

"Just wait outside."

Fang Xin did not allow Zi Luo to enter the house, which made Zi Luo cheer up and stand at the door of the house to eavesdrop. Although Fang Xin was nice to her, she did not want to break her promise to the third wife, which made her influence

I am so embarrassed that even in my dreams at night I am struggling with how to make a decision. Should I continue to be loyal to the third lady? Or should I serve the fourth lady Fang Xin honestly?

"The master seems to be very satisfied with you, so now it's time for you to repay me."

The eldest lady's voice came faintly from the crack in the door. Although it was very small, she could roughly understand what she was talking about.

"Yes, Madam Fang Xin will never forget her kindness."

Fang Xin replied.

"Give this to the master."

Hearing what the eldest lady said, Zi Luo really wanted to peek through the crack in the door to see what it was. She glanced at Yun'er and Chu Qing who were sweeping the floor and sprinkling water in the yard, and endured it.

"It's a very small wooden box."

Zi Luo trembled in shock when he heard Chu Qing's voice.

"I learned about your situation from Shuangyue. You should make a decision early."

Chu Qing stood beside Zi Luo and whispered while sprinkling water.

Zi Luo nodded solemnly, what should he do? He felt restless.

With a creak, the door opened. Fang Xin walked out of the house, stood at the door and saluted inside. Zi Luo also curtsied and saluted. Then he followed Fang Xin out and glanced at Chu Qing, who also looked at her secretly.

With firm eyes, Zi Luo suddenly made a decision.

"We slaves are like ants, wouldn't any master just trample them to death? We just need to do our own thing and pray not to get into trouble."

Zi Luo recalled what Chu Qing said.

"No, I don't think so. Many ants can even move things larger than themselves. How can I let others trample them to death casually? I must be proud of it."

Zi Luo still remembers his answer at that time.

Now that the third lady misunderstood that she and the eldest lady were in the same group, she would not be able to bear it. Why did she have to suffer this injustice in the fight between them?

Not long after, they returned to Yuexiuxuan, but Zi Luo was still absent-minded. She was thinking about how to tell the third lady what she had just heard.

"Zi Luo, take the cloth the lady gave me the day before yesterday and cut it into a suit."

As soon as Fang Xin entered the room, she sat in front of the dressing mirror and looked left and right in the mirror.

"Yes, ma'am."

Zi Luo hurriedly took the cloth from the cabinet and left.

This is a rare opportunity, Zi Luo thought to himself and quickened his pace.

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