The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 213
"Why not, my daughter has the emperor's imperial decree, and the imperial token of the county lord, and the imperial fief has long been recorded in the household department and the capital yamen. In the daughter's fief, it is not everything. Let the daughter decide everything?"

Luo Wuyou said with a smile: "My daughter will go and have a look first. When the time comes, if it is really good, my daughter will not come back. I will directly pick up my mother and go there with An'er. We will be our emperors, and we will not be controlled by others. How good is it?"

"You girl, Mo Hun said, what do you want to be the emperor of the land? If this is heard by others, it will be okay?"

Gu Ruolan glared at Luo Wuyou, who was smiling coquettishly, and quickly stopped the disrespectful words that came out of her mouth. During this nervous joke, she felt a little relieved.

However, Luo Wuyou held his head high, and said with his nostrils upturned: "Mother, this is our own yard, and these people are also our own people, and their deeds of prostitution are still in Mother's hands, so , they won't spread the word, if they dare to leak a word, let's see if the county lord will not interrupt their dog legs!"

The girl had a pretty face, and she glanced at everyone in the room with an exaggerated and joking expression.

It was obviously a joke, but it made all the maids and women shudder.

"Miss said, if anyone dares to eat inside and out, see my mother Lin will be the first to let her go." Lin mother also glanced at the few new maids who entered the mansion and said.

"Masters, don't worry, slaves and maidservants don't dare to talk too much!"

"That's right, when the time comes, the young lady will be all-powerful, and the servants will follow the young lady. If anyone dares to offend, we will greet them directly, and then some thugs will teach those thieves a lesson for us. I feel excited just thinking about it, young lady. Ah, servant girl, I guess I won’t be able to sleep again tonight.”

Tangyuan's distressed expression made everyone laugh.

"You girl, you really have no ambitions. You can't sleep because of this little thing. You are really promising, and you don't mind embarrassing your lady."

Luo Wuyou shook his head and sighed, his face was full of hatred for iron.

Tang Yuan's eyes widened when she heard the words, and said: "Who said that, miss, this servant is determined to be the most powerful girl around miss, and follow her for the rest of her life."

Luo Wuyou rolled her eyes at Tangyuan.

"Be the most, the most powerful girl, she is still a girl, if you have the ability, Tangyuan, you can earn a job for the miss, and then, if it is your miss, I will look at you with admiration, that would be great, that's called breasts Gou Gu, have great ambitions, okay?"

But Tangyuan murmured in a low voice: "Miss, why are your breasts small? Are your breasts quite big?"

As she said that, the little girl glanced at her chest.

Looking at the bulge on her chest, Tang Yuan's face was full of bewilderment and dissatisfaction.

Everyone laughed out loud again, this time, even Luo Wuyou was laughing so hard that he was so lucky to have such a treasured girl around.

It turns out that there is a big ambition in the chest and a gully in the chest. Is this the explanation?
The crowd chatted and laughed, which dispelled the haze that was originally hanging over the Yilan Courtyard. Luo Wuyou teased Zi An'er in the Yilan Courtyard for a while, and returned to his courtyard after dinner.

It was August, and the days were long and the nights were short. When we went back, the sky was still dark.

Hongjin turned on the lamp, and Jianqiu brought a basket of needlework and thread. Several people started embroidery in front of the lamp. Luo Wuyou rushed to make clothes. Two big ones were finished, and some small clothes were made for An'er. Yes, I have already made many sets, including shoes, purses and nets.

But she is still doing it non-stop!

From a six-month-old, to a one-year-old, to a two-year-old...

These days, I do whatever I have to do, different patterns, different styles, and the patterns painted are also some of the patterns that are more popular in later generations. Each set is made very seriously, using the best fabrics and embroidery techniques .

No matter what, I have to prepare some for An'er. There, when she is not here, my mother will worry about her safety every day. Needlework is the most depressing thing. It is good to make my mother worry less.

Hong Jin added more lamp oil several times and pulled out the wick several times.

Later, all the girls couldn't help yawning. Seeing this, Luo Wuyou rubbed his eyes and told everyone to go to rest.

"Miss, should the servants help the lady do it together?"

"Yes, there are still many patterns drawn by the young lady. With the help of the servants, twisting the thread, threading the needle, and doing some work of locking and breaking, the young lady can do it faster, and it doesn't have to be so hard. .”

Luo Wuyou shook his head, and said: "No need, let's all go to sleep, there is still time left and right, I will calculate the time, and I will make it in time, don't get burned and your body won't be good at that time."

The few people had no choice but to turn off the lights and go to rest separately.

Hongjin Jianqiu fetched water to wash Luo Wuyou before leaving.

"Miss, are you really resigned to your fate like this?" Jian Qiu walked to the door with a copper basin in her hand, Xiao turned her head and asked, a pair of Jian Shui Qiu pupils looked at Luo Wuyou, shining with puzzled light.

"Why do you ask like that?" Luo Wuyou raised his eyes, glanced at Jianqiu, and said a few words lightly.

"The servant only feels that Miss is not such a person who accepts her fate so easily."

Jian Qiu pondered for a moment, and said: "This time, is there no other way for Miss? Qingzhou City, we must go? I always feel that something is not real."

"Jianqiu, what are you worried about? Worried that I will break my promise to you?"

Luo Wuyou sat on the soft couch, beckoned, and motioned for Jianqiu to come forward, she put down the copper basin, closed the door, walked over, stood in front of Luo Wuyou, but shook her head: "Your servant, don't you?" Worried that the young lady will renege on her promise, the servant believes that if the young lady has promised the servant, she will definitely do it."

"But the premise is that your miss and I have to protect ourselves first!"

Luo Wuyou smiled and said: "The current situation is so unfavorable to me. Although you have been with me for a short time, Jian Qiu, you have seen a lot. You can't touch an egg with a stone. Remember what I told you, it’s not worth paying yourself for revenge.”

"Sometimes, taking a step back may not lead to a bright future, and it may not necessarily mean a turning point."

"Your servant understands." Jian Qiu nodded.

"Go to sleep if you understand."

Luo Wuyou smiled, then picked up the small clothes and began to sew them again.

Jian Qiu brightened up the core for Luo Wuyou, and went out again with the copper basin.

The surroundings were pitch black and silent, only the faint candle flames beating, reflecting the girl's clear and beautiful cheeks, which was even more dreamlike, giving people an illusion.

As if, if the candle is extinguished, the person in front of him will eventually disappear.

"Why, I'm finally willing to come out. Have you seen enough?" Luo Wuyou bit the end of the thread lightly, and glanced at the man who stepped out of the shadows, a flash of light flashed in his clear eyes.

The man walked to the soft couch and sat side by side with Luo Wuyou.

There is only a small table in the middle.

On the extremely handsome face, the facial features are as exquisite as supernatural powers, every stroke, every painting is so perfect, the beautiful lips are slightly hooked, and there is a smile on the man's face that can turn everyone's life upside down .

The dark eyes locked the girl tightly, and a series of clear voices overflowed from the red lips.

"Luo Wuyou, you are becoming more and more familiar with the aura of the king of this county. You noticed it as soon as it appeared, but, since you found it, why didn't you speak out earlier? It caused the king of this county to stand there for a long time."

"Why do wicked people sue first? Wuyou has also seen it thoroughly from the county king."

Wuyou glanced at Rong Di, then turned his eyes away, "Why, the county king thinks that he didn't scold him enough yesterday, so he came to the mansion again today to wake Wuyou up?"

"Elm lumps, rotten wood can't be carved, scolding, how can scolding wake up, unless..."

As Rong Di spoke, he paused, and You Mo's eyes fell on the girl's face.

He seemed to be waiting for the girl to ask a question.

However, the girl's eyes fell on her hands.

The plain hand waved lightly, waving the silk thread.

Fluttering like a butterfly, the tranquility and beauty are so beautiful that people have a slight illusion.

"The thread in the loving mother's hand, the clothes on the wanderer's body are tightly stitched before leaving, and I am afraid that I will return later..." After a long time, the man lifted his red lips and recited a poem.

The voice was a little dazed, and the expression was also a little dazed.

The girl looked up suspiciously.

The man regained his composure and smiled lightly: "However, some clothes can be bought by someone. No matter how good they are, they can be sold in this capital city. Luo Wuyou, in such an anxious hurry, if people don't know, they will think that , that child is not your brother, but your son?"

It was an unintentional remark, but it caused Luo Wuyou's hand holding the needle to pause slightly.

Ann is indeed her younger brother.

But in her heart, she had already passed on the longing and love she had for Ye'er to An'er, saying that he was her younger brother, but in fact she loved him as if she were her own child.

"What's wrong, the king of this county made a mistake?"

"Of course it's wrong, and it's outrageously wrong. The king of the county has no brothers and sisters, so he naturally doesn't understand the kind of sister-sibling relationship that can give everything for each other."

"maybe."

On the other hand, Rong Di laughed lightly, with a trace of indifference in his smile, and a self-mockery flashed across his pupils, but he disappeared like a frightened bird, and the girl with her head bowed didn't notice it when she arrived.

The man's eyes flickered slightly, but he said again: "So, the king of this county is thinking that in the future, the king of this county must not have only one child. It's too lonely. We should have more children so that they can be good companions."

"Well, if the king of the county is willing, he can have a few more, ten or eight, or even more is not a problem. I think, Lord Rong and Princess Rong will be very happy when they hear the words of the king of the county, and Lao Huai will comfort them .”

Luo Wuyou replied without raising her head.

The two of them chatted with each other, but their thoughts were not on the same line at all.

There was a trace of displeasure in Rong Di's voice: "Luo Wuyou, in that case, wouldn't you become a sow, able to give birth better than a pig, in fact, the king of this county doesn't want much, just two pairs of children , as a pair."

Return two pairs of children, just in pairs?

"is it?"

Luo Wuyou replied lightly, and then fell silent.

He neither said yes nor refuted, his face was full of silence, obviously he didn't take the man's words to heart at all, and he didn't take the man's words to heart at all.

There is always such a person in this world:

He is used to climbing up smoothly, and Rong Di is obviously the best among them.

Of course, there is another kind of person in this world:

He's used to being lonely, he likes others to fight against him, and Rong Di is the best of them all!

Sometimes I think about it, why am I so easily aroused by Rong Di?
Maybe it's because I didn't realize this fact.

But now, she realized that she was not in the mood and didn't want to talk back to him.

"Isn't it? Luo Wuyou put down the needle and thread in his hand, and talked to the king of this county."

Rong Di's brows were tinged with anger, and when he heard Han Zhuo's report, he rushed over immediately.

Unexpectedly, today's Luo Wuyou was uncharacteristically, no longer bickering with him, instead, so indifferent, calm, alienated and indifferent, it made him feel that she seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

This feeling of peace made him extremely unhappy.

(End of this chapter)