Three young grandmothers

Chapter 35
Now, Ju'er was refuted speechless, she bit her lip with hatred, her chest heaved, but she still had reason to remember the purpose of coming here, she took a deep breath, "Since the big Young mistress said so, that servant girl also knows who she is, but Eldest Mistress, please return the gold hairpin that you picked up to slave servant girl."

The eldest young mistress sneered, without turning her head, "Oh, this is so strange, I still care about your rotten hairpin? Maybe it was lost somewhere when I was fighting with my second brother, hahaha..."

"You...you..." Ju'er was so angry that her face turned blue. She also knew that the other party was relying on her status as the master to play tricks on her, but she had nothing to do. If the young mistress shakes out her golden hairpin, then she will also reveal the other party's secret to the public, and they will die together!
Ju'er turned her head away bitterly.

The eldest young mistress was still angry, and snorted coldly, "What! I lost my hairpin and came to find me? Qing'er, give me a shoulder squeeze. After lunch, I will invite my third sibling to see the fabric!"

Qing'er was puzzled, "Miss, what do you mean, the matter between the third young mistress and the young master is groundless?"

The young mistress squinted her eyes and calculated, "I figured it out. I guess it's because those servants in the mansion who are full of food and don't work are chasing rumors and following Xianggong for seven or eight years. I know him, but he doesn't have the guts! However, Even if it’s nothing now, there’s no guarantee for the future, if you try to win over the third sibling, that woman will look worthless at first glance, and if you have a good relationship with her, you can definitely prevent problems before they happen!”

Qing'er held up her thumb flatteringly, "Miss, you are the best."

After lunch, Mo Zixu finally realized the power of the Qi family's rumors.Because the final version that was passed to her ears was that she was fighting with the young master in the back garden, and was caught by Master Qi on the spot!

What absurdity!

Liu'er was so angry that she wanted to tear the mouth of the rumormonger, but Mo Zixu was able to hold her own. She was like a bystander, drawing a sketch of her favorite accessories, and what she was drawing at this time was the one from her previous life. She is going to participate in the "Feng Shengshui" international jewelry design competition, but she has added some popular elements of this era.

Seeing her indifferent look, Liu'er became anxious, "Miss, are you not angry at all?"

Mo Zixu smiled, "I'm angry, it can only mean that I'm out of embarrassment, nothing else makes any sense. Also, do you know what is the way to dispel rumors?"

Liu Er shook her head, "What is it?"

Mo Zixu paused, "Ignore! People who are as easy to spread rumors as my sister-in-law are sitting on Mount Tai and turning a deaf ear to the rumors, so why should I get angry? Moreover, when the young master and sister-in-law and I are all concerned about this When the gossip pretends to be ignorant, it is no fun for them to pass it around, and gradually, no one will mention it again."

"It seems... that's the reason." Liu'er was a little educated, but soon, she remembered something again, "But, what if the third young master misunderstood? You two are already cold enough, if he is affected by rumors ..."

Mo Zixu raised his clear eyes, looked at Liu'er with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "It turns out that he is the one you are really nervous about. Why don't I talk to my mother and ask my husband to marry you in as soon as possible. I really don't mind if we Be sisters."

Liu'er's face turned red instantly, "Miss! You're joking about this again, it's not like you don't know that the person your servant likes is..." Halfway through speaking, Liu'er covered her lips and looked away guiltily.

Now, Mo Zixu was really interested. She put down her pen, blinked her eyes and said in wonder, "You have a sweetheart? Who is it? Oh, you know that your miss and I have amnesia, how can I remember anything? Tell me quickly. , who is it? Ah, could it be my brother?" She doesn't know many men, and Liu'er likes, if it's not Qifu, it's from the Wangfu, it's hard for her to guess like this.

"Oh, Miss, please, don't make fun of your slaves anymore, no, no, no!" Liu'er blushed and waved her hands again and again, but she became more and more ashamed and confused, and her speech became incoherent.

"Hehehe..." Mo Zixu covered her lips and laughed. After coming to Qi Mansion for so many days, this is the rare time for her to smile sincerely. It is also a kind of pressure release. Once she smiles, she seems unable to stop Generally, the shoulders are trembling.

Liu'er was trying to dissuade her in embarrassment, when suddenly there was an unscrupulous banter at the door, "What is the reason for the lady to be so happy?"

Mo Zixu's smile froze on his lips, looking at Qi Lianchen who walked in joltingly, he couldn't help wondering, why did he come back?It was clearly only noon, but she thought that he would not come back until midnight...

Liu'er was also very surprised, but she quickly thought, could it be that the rumors had reached the ears of the third young master, and he came to Xingshi to question him?She winked faithfully at Mo Zixu, and then went to serve tea.

But the first action in Mo Zixu's subconscious mind was to quickly hide the design on the table and tuck it into her sleeve. She bet that Qi Lianchen would never snatch it from her sleeve. The Second Young Mistress guarded herself like a jade, she would carry her on her back even when she changed clothes, and she would never flirt with her or touch her.

Sure enough, Qi Lianchen just glanced at her armhole seemingly casually, and didn't even mention what was scribbled on the piece of paper on the table just now.

I saw him lift the hem of his robe and sit down on the seat. This action was quite neat and neat, with a bit of masculinity, but in the next second, when he met Mo Zixu's little face that was flushed from laughing, Suddenly, the corners of his mouth parted and he smiled obsequiously, "Lady, for my husband... my hands are tight."

One couldn't hold back, the corner of Mo Zixu's mouth twitched: No wonder I came back so early, so I lost everything!

"Before going back to the door, didn't my husband just take a hairpin from my concubine?" It wasn't because she was stingy, but because she wanted to understand that the current market conditions for jewelry were purely due to occupational diseases in her previous life.

Qi Lianchen scratched his head, that's right, that guy who dressed like a young man but behaved like a hooligan, scratched his head!

"My husband was a bit unlucky in the morning. He gambled big for my husband, but he always played small! Alas, besides, that hairpin only pawned 20 taels of silver, which is not enough to bet for my husband."

(End of this chapter)