Chapter 898 Mrs. Song’s impatience

Jiang Fulai brought Nanshan to explain her use and quickly stepped down.

Song Ci looked at Nanshan and asked with a smile: "How old are you this year?"

"Reply to the words of the Grandmaster, I... I am seventeen years old this year." Nanshan replied with a smile.

"Jiang Fu said you were transferred from the Unter Hall. How long have you been there? Are there people in the family?"

Nanshan said with a clear head, "I am an orphan. I was taken into the secret hall at the age of five. The people in the secret hall are all from secret guards, and they are basically born in a dying life and have been picked up and trained since childhood."

Song Ci was silent.

The secret guards, how can they talk about secret? They are shameless. They want to cultivate such people. It is easier to control people who have no family and are not easily worried. "It's very hard, right?" Song Ci suddenly asked when she looked at her pretty tender face.

Nanshan was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "Thank you hard, but I am happy. You can be selected to prove that you are valuable. Only when you are valuable can you be valued. For example, now, being able to go from dark to light or serving the grandmother is also the value of slaves. Many brothers and sisters can only stay in the dark."

Song Ci sighed when she heard this, there was a good brainwashing expert in the secret hall. It was not bad to be a secret guard, but looking at this girl, she didn't have any grudges and was quite grateful.

"Since you are following me, you don't have to be too restricted. You have not been trained as a maid, and you don't have to do anything else. You can talk to me on weekdays to relieve your boredom."

Nanshan bent down and said respectfully: "I listen to the Grandmadame."

Song Ci smiled and asked Madam Gong to take Nanshan out, and met with the people who worked in Chunhui Hall, so as not to work together, but still don’t know what the other party’s name is.

The origin of Nanshan will not be clearly stated. It is only said that Nanshan is the descendant of an old sister Song Ci knew in his hometown. He came to join him and will be with Song Ci in his arms from now on.

This is also a saying to the outside world. If you are a servant, you will not ask the whole story. You don’t dare to do it. You just fight each other secretly.

On that day, Nanshan followed Song Ci to serve him closely, and soon passed on to other courtyards.

Mrs. Song was drinking tonics. When she heard the news, she frowned, touched the bowl and pondered, and called Fang's mother to instruct: "You should take Mother Liang to sort it out again if you have any other thoughts. You don't have to report back and forth, just send it to another post in the mansion. The Master Garden can only keep the one who is upright."

Fang’s mother was shocked: “What are you saying?”

"There is a Nanshan Mountain suddenly around the Grandma. It is definitely useful to serve her in person. I am afraid that the Prime Minister feels that the mansion is not very peaceful." As a politician's wife, Grandma Song is also a little keen.

Mother Fang quickly responded.

Mrs. Song was about to say something, but in the east wing, Brother Dan started crying again. She suddenly felt a little annoyed: "Why does this child cry all day long? Mrs. Deng doesn't have enough milk? If it's not enough, find a few more wet nurses."

"Enough, the soup that Deng's milk has not fallen off for a meal, and my brother can't finish it."

Mrs. Song was even more unhappy when she heard this: "Then let her coax her more, don't cry all day long, it makes me upset. If she doesn't do it well, she will change to a wet nurse."

Mother Fang didn't dare to say much, so she hurriedly went on to make arrangements. After a while, she couldn't hear the cry of the young man.
Chapter completed!