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Chapter 6 Why is the medicine useless?

After daybreak, Hua Rong went to Yun Niang, the head of the embroidery room, and asked for a bed and quilt. Before she could take a sip of water, she heard Yun Niang order: "Miss Yuemao from Zhixingyuan has been promoted to the third young master's wife, you go

Measure her measurements and make two outfits for her."

The news came suddenly, and Hua Rong couldn't help but be surprised.

Since Jiang Yunzhuo has a maid, why is he still pestering her?

Yun Niang thought she was unwilling to go, so she said with a straight face: "We rely on our ability to make a living here. Since you have been appreciated by the eldest lady, you should show us your ability."

"My slave understands."

Huarong took the soft ruler and went to Zhixingyuan.

Jiang Yunzhuo was not here, Huarong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yue Mao is the eldest maid of Zhixingyuan, and she was placed next to Jiang Yunzhuo specially by the Yin family.

She has an oval face, gentle eyebrows, and is wearing a lake green dress with ruffles. She has a faint bookish air, which is very different from the rough maid Hua Rong saw before.

When Hua Rong arrived, Yue Mao sat down with the two maids, tying their hair.

After hearing Hua Rong's intention to come, Yue Mao asked curiously: "There have always been only six embroiderers in the embroidery room. Why haven't I heard that there are new ones?"

Jiang Yunzhuo did not stick to trivial matters. Almost all matters in the courtyard were decided by Yue Mao. Over time, she gained a sense of pressure. Huarong lowered her head and answered respectfully: "There are no new recruits in the house. It's just that the eldest lady has no intention."

When I saw the handkerchief embroidered by my slave, I felt that my embroidery work was good, so I was especially gracious and allowed my slave to be on duty in the embroidery room."

Hearing Hua Rong mention the Yin family, Yue Mao smiled a little more and her tone softened: "Even the eldest lady thinks your embroidery is good, so it must be really good."

Yue Mang said and got up, and went back to the house with Hua Rong to take measurements.

Hua Rong was afraid that she would meet Jiang Yunzhuo, so she measured quickly, but her luck was really bad. Before she could put away the soft ruler after measuring, Jiang Yunzhuo came back.

Hua Rong was standing with her back to the door. Yue Mao saw Jiang Yunzhuo first and immediately walked past Hua Rong to the door and said eagerly: "Master, you are back."

Jiang Yunzhuo ignored Yue Mao, saw Hua Rong holding a ruler in her hand, and asked with a half-smile: "Measuring the size again?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became subtle.

Hua Rong pretended to be calm and put away the ruler: "Back to the third young master, this servant is here to tailor the clothes for Miss Yuemao on the order of the eldest lady."

The smile on Yue Mao's face had disappeared. She stared at Huarong suspiciously: "Who else have you come to the courtyard to measure before?"

Huarong was not an embroiderer before, so it was against the rules for her to measure Jiang Yunzhuo.

Huarong's heart beat faster and she didn't know how to answer.

Stupid rabbit, doesn't take any teasing at all.

Jiang Yunzhuo sighed and said quietly: "I asked her to measure it. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Yue Mao, who has been serving Jiang Yunzhuo, immediately heard the protective meaning in Jiang Yunzhuo's words. Yue Mao was a little shocked, but did not dare to continue to explore, and quickly admitted her mistake: "I have overstepped my bounds, master. Please forgive me."

Yue Mao was sent out by Jiang Yunzhuo to make tea. The room became quiet. Hua Rong became more and more nervous. She mustered up the courage to say: "There is still a lot of work to be done in the embroidery room. If the third young master has no instructions, I will go back first."

After Hua Rong finished speaking, she was about to leave, but Jiang Yunzhuo grabbed her arm and pulled her back. He lowered his head to her neck, sniffed it, and asked, "Why didn't the medicine I gave you work?"

The distance was too close, and Huarong's whole body was wrapped in his breath. The hairs all over her body stood up, and her face turned red uncontrollably. She forced herself to calm down and said: "I was too tired last night. I will use it when I get back soon."
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