Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

Chapter 57
After walking for a while, Li Yuzhu looked back.

No one chased them out.

At this moment, my heart was completely chilled.

What my aunt said that hurt her the most, I'm afraid it was mixed with water.

In this world, the only person she can rely on is herself.

"Let's go." Li Yuzhu said angrily.

The maid Luchan heard the resentment in the young lady's mouth, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

Miss, are you blaming the Duke and Madam?
In her opinion, the Duke's wife has done her best to the young lady, which is too unreasonable...

Luchan couldn't figure it out, she just stood there blankly.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Li Yuzhu said with a worried expression, "Luchan."

Luchan immediately came back to her senses, and hurriedly replied, "Slaves deserve to die."

"...That's all, let's go." Li Yuzhu was quite indulgent towards the maid who served her personally.

Soon, Li Yuzhu returned to the yard with his servants.

She looked around the courtyard where everything was in line with her own wishes, with a look of reluctance on her face.

All the maids and servants in the courtyard knew that the master who was serving him had been kicked out of the mansion, and they didn't show it on their faces, but they were all in a panic.

To say that they are slaves, they can only be good if their master is good, and if their master is unlucky, they will only be more unlucky.

Now that Li Yuzhu is in trouble, don't all the people in this yard feel sorry for her.

Li Yuzhu didn't want to be ridiculed, so she quickly suppressed the reluctance in her eyes, and told Luchan, "Luchan, pack up your things, we will leave Duke Liu's mansion immediately."

What he said is called a high-minded and decisive person, which is very popular.

The servants in the yard looked sideways when they saw that she could let go of the overwhelming wealth of the Duke's mansion.

Not only did Li Yuzhu not feel admiration as Li Yuzhu expected, but he thought she was crazy.

A girl who is about to grow up, the family can't count on her, if she doesn't have the protection of the Duke's mansion, she will be an orphan to put it bluntly, and it's hard to even talk about marriage!

How did this cousin manage to smile?
Li Yuzhu didn't know what the servants were thinking, she was caught off guard by Luchan's question, "Miss, do you have to clean up everything, and what about the gold silk jade that paves the floor, do you want to pry it?"

Li Yuzhu: "..."

She wanted to pry it, but the servants were watching, if she didn't even spare the jade paving the floor, she would be ridiculed.

"You watch and clean up."

Luchan didn't see that Li Yuzhu's mouth was wrong, so she responded and took someone to clean up.

People in Zhongdu were not mistaken, Li Yuzhu's life was better than that of many decent young ladies with Liu Guogong's residence.

Look at the skirts made of brocade, the complete sets of head and head jewelry...even the book on the table foot is a single copy.

"That's it for this box, put it here first, be careful, Miss likes that blue-glazed bottle the most, if it breaks your skin carefully..." Lu Chan instructed everyone to pack their things carefully.

Boxes after boxes were sorted out.

When Jin Wuxi was sinking, the yard was full of boxes, big and small.

Li Yuzhu came out at the most opportune time, looked at Lu Chan and said, "Go and call the guards in the mansion, and ask them to help deliver the things to the east of the city."

What Li Yuzhu was talking about was the east of the city, the real estate she asked Li to buy for her a few years ago, just in case.

Although the courtyard in the east of the city was not that big, it was located in a good location and surrounded by dignitaries.

Li Yuzhu believed that with her scheming and tricks, it would not be difficult to get into the eyes of the nobles.

"Slave maid, go and call someone now." Lu Chan said, walking towards the gate of the courtyard.

Before reaching the door, the housekeeper of the Duke's Mansion came.

"They're all here." The round-looking middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Lu Chan was stunned when she saw this person, without thinking.

Quickly realizing that this sentence was not pleasant to listen to, he hurriedly added: "Lu Chan's words are useless..."

The middle-aged man waved his hand and spoke easily, "It's okay, don't be so nervous."

This butler is mainly in charge of the front yard. Although Li Yuzhu has lived in the Duke's Mansion for so many years, she doesn't know him very well.

Seeing the housekeeper who only listened to Liu Guogong's words suddenly come to her yard, Li Yuzhu had an ominous premonition.

"Why did the housekeeper come to my yard?"

The butler was startled, and looked at Li Yuzhu for a while, then shook his head, and said, "This is not your yard, the Duke of the State said that the entire Duke's mansion belongs to Miss Zhizhi, which is different from Miss Yuzhu." It doesn't matter."

These words were too slap in the face, Li Yuzhu's face turned red, as if she had been slapped twice.

The butler's words continued, "The Duke asked the old slave to pass the message..."

Having said that, he cleared his throat first, imitating Liu Guogong's tone of voice, and said: "...every plant and tree in the Duke's mansion belongs to Zhizhi, you go and see, don't let the Li family take me away Bao's things, that girl Zhizhi is petite, if she finds out that her things have been taken away, she might have to fight with me..."

Every word Liu Guogong said was for the sake of the cousin who was "sent out" by her, and Li Yuzhu couldn't help being jealous.

She masochistically thought about what kind of doting tone Liu Guogong would have when she said these words, her heart felt as if she had been poured into old vinegar, so sore.

If she also had such a father, why would she be so calculating...

Oh, God is not fair, she wants to go against the sky.

Li Yuzhu was afraid that the twisted face would be seen by others, so she quickly lowered her head.

The housekeeper couldn't see her expression, but he could guess her mood.

It's nothing more than unwillingness.

"That's the end of the conversation, and the words of the Duke of the country are also brought here. Miss Yuzhu can do it for herself. This old slave will leave."

The servants in the yard did not dare to take a breath, and their hearts floated again.

Li Yuzhu was slapped in the face one after another, and her face was almost torn off. She didn't dare to make any wrong ideas. Finally, she glanced at the box in the yard and gritted her teeth, "Luchan, let's go."

Mr. Liu Guo, we are not finished!
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In the deep mountains and old forests, the temperature plummeted, and even the wind carried a piercing chill.

Xiao Zhi sneezed fiercely.

The boy's skin was cold and pale, and when he sneezed, his nose turned red.

The coldness around Shizi's body dissipated, and he was stained with smoke and fire.

Shen Nian took out a piece of brown sugar, sliced ​​the wild ginger that he dug earlier, and put them together in a stone pot to cook.

While waiting for the water to boil, he cut a bamboo bowl with a dagger.

Xiao Zhi paused slightly when he saw the dagger in her hand.

This dagger... we meet again.

Shizi is in a complicated mood.

After some simple treatment of the newly made bamboo bowl, Shen Nian served a bowl of ginger soup to Xiao Zhi.

"Xiao Jinzhi, drink while it's hot."

Xiao Zhi's thoughts were completely occupied by that 'nightmare' dagger, and when he regained consciousness, Shen Nian had cooked the ginger soup.

"Thank you Miss Shen." He took it and thanked him.

For those dreams, Xiao Zhi regarded it as his past life.

When his wife was still alive in his previous life, whenever he caught cold, his wife would go to the kitchen to cook ginger soup for him.

At first he hated the taste of ginger soup, and he had to be coaxed by her every time before he would swallow it.

Later, the wife left... Let him suffer from the cold, let him do what he wants, and no one will cook for him anymore.

The ginger soup in the bamboo bowl exuded heat, which blurred Xiao Zhi's face, making it hard for people to see his expression clearly.

Holding the bowl in a daze, after a long time, he took a sip.

Very warm!

The warmth spreads from the heart to the whole body.

To be able to drink the ginger soup cooked by his wife again, God has mercy on him.

(End of this chapter)