After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Qiaoxiu carried the toiletries and entered the room.

After hurriedly freshening up, and before breakfast, someone came to the east wing.

"Oh, this wood is worth a lot of money at first glance!"

"Xiuli, I heard that Minghua entered the palace and became the queen? What a blessing!"

Lin Zhiyu frowned. This morning, he barged into a woman's boudoir without even saying hello, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"My lady hasn't freshened up yet, so don't come in yet!"

Seeing that they were about to push the door open, Lin Xiaolian was so anxious that she shouted directly outside.

Hearing Lin Xiaolian's soft drink, everyone stopped.

"Isn't the big girl up yet? Oh, this is not good. The girls over there got up early to cook for the family!"

Listening to the voice, it seemed that the speaker was a woman in her fifties.

Lin Zhiyu reacted for a while before remembering that she was Zhang Xiuli's biological mother, Mrs. Xu.

In her last life, she was also the one who caused the most troubles. Relying on her status, she made the Prime Minister's Mansion go crazy.

Bicui, who was beside Zhang Xiuli, stepped forward and knocked on Lin Zhiyu's door, shouting loudly: "It's time for you to get up, young lady. Madam is too busy, so I want you to take your grandmother and the others around the Prime Minister's Mansion."

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no sound at all, Bicui knocked several times in succession.

"The eldest daughter of the prime minister's family lives in this house, her cousin's child? How rude."

The person who spoke was Zhang Xiuli's brother Zhang Fugui. From his tone, you could imagine how impatient he was.

"Clang-"

Lin Zhiyu's mood naturally wouldn't be much better if someone disturbed his dream so early in the morning.

She pushed open the door unceremoniously. Bicui outside the door staggered in shock and took several steps back before she could steady herself.

"The big girl is so angry!"

Lin Zhiyu snorted coldly: "Angry? Not angry at all. It's just that I felt a little sad when I heard someone talk about my late grandmother this morning."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Mrs. Xu was the first to react. The smile on her face immediately froze, and she changed into a look of grievance.

"Girl, what did I do to offend you? Why did you curse me to death so early in the morning?"

Lin Zhiyu glanced at her up and down, pretending to be confused: "Hey, who are you? You look so cute! My grandmother is the Langya Wang family. I have met her before. Do you still admit your mistake?"

Mrs. Xu was speechless.

Bicui was a little dissatisfied: "This is a relative of Madam's family. She is staying at the Prime Minister's Mansion for a few days. Don't speak too harshly, young lady! If word spreads, it will not be good for the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Oh, it's from Aunt Zhang's side. That's really rude, but according to the rules, shouldn't it be Aunt Zhang who comes out to entertain? Why bother coming to my east wing?"

Lin Zhiyu looked confused, lowered his head and thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Ah, maybe it's a guest that Aunt Zhang doesn't like, so she didn't come out to receive it in person."

Xu's expression immediately changed. Yes, Zhang Xiuli didn't come out to see her yet. Could it be that she really didn't want to see her as Lin Zhiyu said?

Then wouldn't my trip have been in vain?

With a questioning tone, Mrs. Xu turned to Bicui and asked, "Yes, why doesn't Xiuli come out to see me?"

Bicui was dumbfounded. How could this Xu be provoked by Lin Zhiyu with just a few words?

She originally wanted to blame Lin Zhiyu for not knowing etiquette, but she didn't expect that she would turn him around.

Bicui had no choice but to explain to Mrs. Xu: "Madam is still resting in the prime minister's room! When she has finished packing, she will come out to meet you."

Mrs. Xu's expression improved a little, and she tugged on Zhang Fugui's clothes: "Look at your sister, she is so pampered!"

"That's not to say how much she takes care of the family!" Zhang Fugui sneered.

Lin Zhiyu secretly cursed in her heart. This Bicui lied without making a draft. One moment she said that Zhang Xiuli was busy, and the next she said that he was waiting in front of Lin Pengsheng. They were inconsistent, so Zhang Fugui would believe her. Lin Xiaolian whispered behind Lin Zhiyu's back: "You are treating the lady like a servant!"

Lin Zhiyu really didn't want to deal with this group of people early in the morning: "Isn't there also Butler Li? In the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, Butler Li is much more familiar with it than I am."

Bicui snorted softly: "The old lady asked Butler Li to do something yesterday. He just left half an hour ago."

While they were talking, an elegant-looking young man in the crowd reached out and pushed the little girl standing aside, clasping her hands.

The little girl understood and jumped up to Lin Zhiyu. She grabbed the corner of her skirt and said, "Sister, you are so good-looking."

Lin Zhiyu was startled by the childish little voice. When she lowered her head and saw it, she turned out to be a snow-white little dumpling with two braids on her head. She looked very cute.

"Sister, can you introduce your home to me? Both of us have never seen such a big house."

It was Zhang Fugui's daughter Zhang Shuangshuang who was speaking. She was only 7 years old and still in the period of teething. She seemed to be well-raised.

Facing such a lovely person, the anger in Lin Zhiyu's heart immediately disappeared.

The young man stepped forward and cupped his hands: "Miss Lin, I, Zhang Liangsheng, this is my younger sister, both of you."

Lin Zhiyu didn't have much impression of him. He didn't talk much. When he came to mediate in the last life, he also said a lot of nice things to make it not so difficult for him.

However, neither Xu nor Zhang Fugui were good friends, so Lin Zhiyu could only have reservations about Zhang Liangsheng.

Seeing that Lin Zhiyu ignored him, Zhang Shuangshuang tugged at Lin Zhiyu's clothes again, looking pitiful.

Lin Xiaolian didn't have a good impression of this group of people, and naturally she didn't have a good impression of this little girl: "Stop it, my clothes are all wrinkled by you!"

Zhang Shuang shook his hands and timidly let go of Lin Zhiyu's clothes.

Lin Zhiyu felt soft. After all, he was a child. He was at the age of innocence and it was always not good to be in front of children.

She knelt down and looked at Zhang Shuangshuang tenderly: "You just arrived, go and put things in place first, and then my sister will take you to visit, okay?"

Zhang Shuangshuang nodded: "Thank you, sister!"

But Zhang Fugui was unhappy: "Bicui, when will my sister get up? My mother still has something to tell her!"

Ever since Zhang Xiuli entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, in the eyes of Zhang Fugui, her younger brother, she was like flying up a branch and turning into a phoenix.

However, his biological brother failed to get any benefits and stayed in the countryside. He was not even a local emperor, and he felt very unbalanced.

"Let the eldest lady take you to the west wing first, and I'll go and notify the madam right away."

Bicui glanced at Zhang Fugui, the disgust in her eyes was very obvious.

She was already waiting for Zhang Xiuli before she married into the Prime Minister's Mansion. Since she followed Zhang Xiuli into the Prime Minister's Mansion, she has seen a lot and is high-spirited. Bicui looks down on her former relatives.

How could Zhang Fugui understand this? He just felt that Bicui's tone was not very good. He frowned and wanted to say something else.

But Zhang Liangsheng pulled his sleeve: "Father, we came here because we have something to ask my aunt. We must not cause more trouble. Besides, the family has not been reunited for a long time, so there is no need to rush."

Zhang Fugui then rolled up his sleeves and followed the servant who led the way to the west wing.

Shufangzhai.

Zhang Xiuli was not lying on the bed as Bicui said, but was already sitting in front of the dressing table, looking at the bronze mirror carefully and inserting a hosta into her bun.

Seeing Bicui come in, Zhang Xiuli quickly put down the things in her hands: "How is it? You didn't let the prime minister see it, did you?"

Bicui shook her head: "I led them to the eldest girl's house. It happened that the prime minister got up and went to court, which happened to be wrong."

Zhang Xiuli took a long breath and sat back down, stroking her heart and saying, "That's good, that's good. If we bump into her, it will be hard to explain."