After Cheng Yunshuo left, Lu Lingjun's small courtyard became lively soon.
Qiuling, Linglong and Du Ruo led the maids to Lu Lingyun.
It's rare that all three of them are here.
"Good morning, madam."
"Good morning, madam."
"Good morning, madam."
Three greetings sounded at the same time, and all three aunts saluted Lu Lingjun.
Lu Lingjun nodded at the three of them, glanced at the sewing dustpans in the maids' hands, and said with a smile, "What's the wind that brings you three here?"
"We thought that Miss Shuanghong, the girl next to you, is a good needleworker, so we all came to ask for advice." Qiu Ling took her maid's sewing basket and stepped forward with a smile.
"Young madam, please don't think we are annoying." Linglong held the sewing basket and went to the other side to greet her.
"It happens to be fine. It's fun for you guys. Please sit down." Lu Lingjun glanced at them and told them to sit down.
Du Ruo did not dare to approach Lu Lingjun with a warm face like Qiu Linglinglong did. She raised her head and glanced at Lu Lingjun, then quickly lowered her head and followed everyone else to sit at the seat furthest away from Lu Lingjun.
Lu Lingjun took one look at her and knew her twisted little thoughts.
I'm afraid she didn't want to come to her place to ask Shuanghong for advice, but she was embarrassed.
When she was learning the rules here, she asked her several times and called her several times to learn more, but she didn't listen at all.
Later, she never came to her yard unless there was nothing wrong.
After all, she was not like Qiu Ling and Linglong who took the initiative to make out with Lu Lingyun.
Even if she knew that Lu Lingjun was really not a bad person, she would not criticize these concubines harshly, and she could even be considered an excellent kind of mistress.
She could never let go in front of Lu Lingyun, with that kind of stubbornness to be strong, and a little bit of shyness to see her.
All that twisted and pretentious thinking was in her eyes.
Lu Lingjun was too lazy to say anything more. She called Shuanghong to come here to work as a female worker with everyone, and she sat aside to adjust the abacus.
Tell Du Ruo to relax.
Sure enough, after she left, Du Ruona's expression became visibly more relaxed.
"Shuanghong, it turns out that the stitches here go like this."
"How can I say that a song doesn't go well."
"Aunt Du, come and take a look. You have to learn this back stitch."
Qiu Ling and Linglong called Du Ruo to come forward. Du Ruo put his shirt aside and leaned forward to look at the embroidery work displayed by Shuang Hong attentively.
The bright light in the morning fell from the gap between the vine flower shelves in the flower hall, and she looked at the half of her face particularly seriously.
Lu Lingjun, who was sitting aside and flipping through the ledger, accidentally saw Du Ruo's serious expression and suddenly thought of how Cheng Yunshuo had just taken off the sachet.
She sighed.
"The falling flowers are intentional and the flowing water is ruthless."
"Young Madam, what are you talking about?" Qiu Ling turned around and asked after hearing her sigh.
"It's nothing, just keep doing your embroidery." Lu Lingjun smiled at them.
Du Ruo raised his head and glanced at her. When their eyes met, she avoided him again.
For a whole day, the three of them learned needlework skills from Lu Lingjun.
As evening approached, Du Ruo's men's stockings were almost done.
"Don't tell me, Aunt Du did a good job."
"Yes, it took me so long to embroider a sachet, but now I can make a pair of stockings in one day. Look how tight the stitching is."
When Du Ruo heard the compliment, a smile appeared on his face.
Lu Lingyun, who had been looking at the account books all day, came over and said, "You did a good job."
she praised.
When Du Ruo heard her praise, the smile on his face became stiff. At this time, the servant came in to preach.
"Young madam, the prince was drunk and asked someone to carry him back!"
"Where did you drink?"
"Piaoxiang Tower."
Lu Lingjun: "..."
Not only Lu Lingjun, but also Qiuling and Linglong were speechless.
There was a hint of disgust on both of their faces.
Went to the brothel again to drink wine.
He had already been promoted to the imperial guard, and he only had one day off every month, and even went to a brothel.
Du Ruo hurriedly asked, "Where is the prince?"
"I just entered the mansion and people are carrying him. I want to ask the young madam where to carry the prince? Yaoguang Pavilion or the main courtyard?"
When Linglong heard that she was going to Yaoguang Pavilion, her face fell.
Wouldn't it be necessary for her to serve him if he was carried back?
Qiu Ling looked relaxed at this time.
It's great, no matter where I go, I don't need her to wait on me.
Du Ruo, on the other hand, took over Lu Lingyun first and said, "Carry him to my courtyard!"
After she finished speaking, she realized that she was in Lu Lingjun's yard, and that the servant was asking the mistress.
She no longer had any rules and could not give orders for Lu Lingjun.
This is still a public robbery!
After she finished speaking, she glanced at Lu Lingjun carefully, and saw that Lu Lingjun still looked calm as before, "Since Aunt Du wants to take care of the prince, then take the prince to Xiaoheyuan."
As soon as she finished speaking, Du Ruo ran out as if he had received the imperial edict, and went outside to greet Cheng Yunshuo who was carried back.
Qiu Ling and Linglong couldn't help but shake their heads after looking at it, "This Aunt Du is really not afraid of hard work."
"If she wants to work hard, just work hard."
Lu Lingjun: "..."
To a certain extent, Lu Lingyun felt that her backyard was quite harmonious.
The aunts are too lazy to argue with each other.
Du Ruo trotted all the way to the door and saw Cheng Yunshuo being carried in by two people.
She hurriedly led people to carry Cheng Yunshuo back to her little lotus courtyard.
Cheng Yunshuo was so drunk that his whole face was red. It was hard for him to remember to ask someone to send him back after he was so drunk.
Du Ruo complained while taking off his shoes and socks, "Master, if you want to drink, can't you drink at home?"
"Are you alone? If they don't drink with you, I will accompany you!"
"Why go to a brothel!"
"It's such a dirty place, you can't go in!"
While she was thinking about it, Cheng Yunshuo suddenly said, "It's not dirty!"
As soon as he heard this, Du Ruo suddenly became angry, "Why isn't it dirty there? A group of thousands of people riding on horseback and sleeping with ten thousand people, it must be as filthy as you want, but you can't move forward!"
After she said these words, her whole body was violently pushed.
"I don't want you!" Cheng Yunshuo, who was dazed and drunk, opened his red eyes and pushed her away angrily.
Seeing him like this, Du Ruo felt angry and aggrieved, "Do you still know who I am!"
"I don't want anyone!" Cheng Yunshuo drank like crazy, "Get out of here! You're the dirty one!"
"I'm A Ruo!" Du Ruo rushed forward unconvinced, wanting Cheng Yunshuo to see clearly who she was.
Cheng Yunshuo pushed her away again and shouted, smelling of alcohol, "I don't want A Ruo, I want Dai Rong!"
The moment he said Xing Dairong's name, Du Ruo froze in place.
Cheng Yunshuo, who was full of alcohol, fell back on the bed. His red eyes were filled with mist, and he murmured, "Dai Rong is the cleanest woman in the world."
