As soon as her eyes rolled, Mama Zhao had an idea.

After she finished delivering a message to Nan Huaixin with her front foot, she arrived at Nan Qichen's yard with her back foot.

Before breaking the bamboo, the share of the first-class maid beside Nan Qichen is still one short. The rest of the second- and third-class maids watched the movement in the yard almost all the time.

Mama Zhao just walked into the yard, and a third-class little maid immediately greeted her.

"Is Mama Zhao looking for our young master? The young master is reading a book. In the latter sentence, the little maid's voice was slightly raised.

So before the words fell, I saw a second-class maid walking out of the study. The second-class maid's hairpin was a little crooked, and before she walked to Mama Zhao's side, she smiled and said, "Mama Zhao is here, and the young master is in the study." ”

The second- and third-class maids all spoke, but the first-class maids did not speak.

Mama Zhao pushed the door in, and saw Nan Qichen sitting alone in the study, the book ......

Take it down.

Mothers are defeated, this sentence is not wrong at all. The loving grandmother also defeated her grandson.

Mama Zhao didn't remind Nan Qichen of her thoughts, but said with a concerned face: "Why has the little young master lost weight in the past two days, is it because the subordinates haven't taken care of it?" ”

While he was talking, another person came in from outside the room.

It is Nan Qichen's other first-class maid.

The maid was holding a white porcelain soup cup in her hand, and when she saw Mama Zhao standing in front of Nan Qichen, she nodded and smiled at her.

Mama Zhao didn't feel embarrassed at all when she said bad things and was caught in front of her. She looked very familiar with the maid.

"Look, I also forgot, now that you are a personal service to the little master, it is difficult to take care of many aspects. If only the broken bamboo was still there, it would be great. After saying this, Mama Zhao looked at Nan Qichen.

The two close-fitting first-class maids around him, although Pozhu has a domineering temperament, he looks better.

And there are many well-behaved and cautious maids around him, and the domineering of breaking bamboo falls in the eyes of Nan Qichen, which is also a kind of chic.

He thought of another effect of breaking the bamboo on himself, so he said directly: "Mama Zhao is right. I think that this kind of selling punishment is enough to make Pozhu know that he is wrong. Why don't you go and tell my grandmother and let her buy the broken bamboo back. ”

Nan Qichen thought that the wind was the rain, and said to the maid who was picking up the lid of the soup cup: "Just eat here, Pozhu knows me better than anyone else." My daily order of eating is different. At this time of day, I should be served pastries first. ”

The maid hurriedly admitted her mistake: "The slave knows that she is wrong, and the slave and maid will change it." ”

"Forget it." Nan Qichen waved his hand, looked at Mama Zhao, and urged: "Breaking the bamboo should be done as soon as possible." Mama Zhao, go and ask your grandmother to see when you can pick her up? Up to two days. I couldn't wait for three days. ”

Nan Qichen's indispensable formation made Mama Zhao very happy. The smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be contained.

Mama Zhao could only slightly block her laughter with the back of her hand, and then said to Nan Qichen: "Little master, the old slave came over today, in fact, what he wanted to do was to break the bamboo." ”

"It doesn't matter if you break the bamboo for two days or three days, you can't come back." Mama Zhao wanted to directly say that Pozhu was dead. can think of the rumors of Dingyuan Hou Ye Nan Huaixin's love for Mrs. Hou Su Zhaoning today, so he tried it again.

Nan Qichen immediately took the bait.

He said angrily: "Or is Madame that stuck and refused? She really thinks of herself as a pearl! ”

It is undeniable that when Nan Qichen received Su Zhaoning's exercise booklet yesterday, he was satisfied with this new sister-in-law from the bottom of his heart.

It's a pity that there is too little satisfaction after all. Under the identity of Mrs. Nan Huaixin, in the face of Nan Qichen's selfishness cultivated since childhood, this satisfaction is really nothing.

Mama Zhao saw that Nan Qichen had taken the bait, so she continued boldly with confidence: "Where does it have anything to do with Mrs. It's the broken bamboo, this girl herself is not blessed. Yesterday Ya Pozi was taken away, and today the people are gone. ”

The spoon in the hand of the maid, who had no sense of existence, fell back into the soup cup, and there was a crisp sound.

The maid looked incredulous: "What Mama said, what do you mean?" ”

"It's gone, it's dead." Mama Zhao replied bluntly.

When she saw Nan Qichen's face, she immediately became angry.

"Just drive people away, and directly poison them. The Dingyuan Marquis Mansion can't tolerate such a vicious heart! I'm going to find her! ”

After speaking, Nan Qichen rushed out.

The maid in the room poured a full bowl of soup on the table. Nan Qichen went out too fast, and the maid was caught off guard.

Mama Zhao looked at the maid and comforted the other party with a smile: "I think Pozhu's temperament is too restless." With a good temper like yours, you shouldn't mess with Madame. ”

The main family is harsh, what does it have to do with the temper of the subordinate.

The maid's face was full of fear and worry.

Mama Zhao's two slanderous rumors are obviously very good.

In Mrs. Wu's courtyard, Nan Huaixin had already arrived.

He had barely entered the courtyard when a crisp sound of porcelain breaking came.

Mrs. Wu was obviously angry.

"You still have the face to come back." Mrs. Wu had heard about what happened in the Marquis Mansion of Chang'an from the beginning.

Although the details are not completely clear, Nan Huaixin and Su Zhaoning left the table early, which she is still very clear.

"Do you think that you are the Hou Ye, so you look down on others? The Marquis of Chang'an is also the Marquis, and you have the same title as the Lord, why do you throw your face at others like this? ”

Wu Lao Taijun also felt that he didn't need to make any compromises to curry favor with the Marquis of Chang'an.

However, when she faced Nan Huaixin, she just wanted to find fault.

It's plainly faulty.

"I taught a grandson like you, which really made other families in the capital laugh to death." Old Taijun Wu had a calm face, and looked at Nan Huaixin in front of him extremely unhappily.

Nan Huaixin teased his robe and pleaded guilty: "My grandson is wrong, grandmother don't be angry with herself." ”

Nan Huaixin said this I don't know how many times, and Mrs. Wu didn't know how many times he heard it.

So in this case, both of them felt nothing and were completely numb.

The person who said it, doesn't care. Those who listen don't care.

Mrs. Wu asked again: "Did you go back to the door, what happened to the Marquis of Chang'an?" ”

If the eldest grandson Nan Huaixin is really as Mama Zhao speculated, she has always loved this eldest grandson's daughter-in-law, and the coldness on the wedding night is just for herself, then ......

Mrs. Wu felt that eighty percent of the Chang'an Marquis Mansion had done something that was incompatible with etiquette first. After all, there was no outside to hear about returning to the door and leaving the table early. Mrs. Wu was able to find out about this news purely because she had arranged for someone to be by Nan Huaixin's side from the beginning.

Nan Huaixin did not admit Wu Lao Taijun's speculation.

Behind this speculation is the unbearable Chang'an Marquis Mansion.

After all, it was Su Zhaoning's maiden family. Nan Huaixin was unwilling to trample his wife's maiden family into the dust.

"It's that the grandson doesn't want to stay anymore, and the grandson is bored." Nan Huaixin took it all in.

Mrs. Wu was so angry that she slapped the table again and scolded: "Bastard! ”

After scolding, she was still angry, and pointed to the tip of Nan Huaixin's nose and said, "You did this, have you ever considered your wife and Zhaoning girl?" ”

Mama Zhao's words appeared in her ears again.

Old Taijun Wu took a deep breath and looked at Nan Huaixin in front of him with complicated eyes. She asked him directly: "Did you do it on purpose to show me?" You want me to think that you don't like Zhaoning girl, so I'll do one on the back and one on the back. ”

"I'm afraid my grandmother doesn't know, the entire Hou Mansion will be able to change faces, and the grandson is the worst one." Nan Huaixin replied fearlessly.

When Mrs. Wu heard this, she directly became-the subordinates of the Dingyuan Hou Mansion were not well disciplined, and now the entire Hou Mansion is not strictly governed.

After all, something like that happened yesterday.

Mrs. Wu was also very dissatisfied with what everyone in the kitchen and Pozhu did. It's just that the person who was the housekeeper before was herself, if she punished too much, wouldn't she slap herself in the face?

Therefore, Mrs. Wu was very satisfied with Su Zhaoning's handling later.

But what does this eldest grandson mean when he comes to speak?

Could it be that this eldest granddaughter-in-law said something behind her back? Are these two couples pretending to themselves?

Mrs. Wu was in a very bad mood, and looked at Nan Huaixin's gaze becoming more and more unkind.

What she saw through Nan Huaixin was Su Zhaoning.

And in Su Zhaoning's room, an uninvited guest was also welcomed at this time.

Nan Qichen waved away the other little maids who were blocking him, and rushed directly to Su Zhaoning's room.

Although the young master of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion is still young and has not yet weakened the crown, he is already a person who has had a room.

Therefore, Baizhu and Poria were far more desperate than those in front of them.

"Little master, Madame is resting. Why don't you go back first? ”

"Madame is really asleep, you might as well come back tomorrow."

Nan Qichen is not a person who can explain the truth clearly.

One in one hand, he brushed the two of Baizhu and Poria directly to the ground, and scolded in his mouth: "What to sleep, what to rest, she is still in the mood to sleep and rest." ”

"The surname is Su, let me tell you, I am inseparable from you, you wait for me!" After Nan Qichen shouted, he looked at Su Zhaoning's closed door, just waiting for the people in the room to come out and argue with him.

But the door was closed tightly, and the door was not moved, as if there was no one inside.

Nan Qichen was about to explode. When has he been ignored and ignored like this since he was a child!

Nan Qichen stepped forward and was about to kick the door, but was hugged by Baizhu and Poria cocos.

Nan Qichen opened his mouth and scolded: "Su Zhaoning, you come out for me." You killed a human life, how can you sleep! Aren't you afraid that the bamboo will come to you? ”

The sound was so loud that the other maids in the courtyard could hear it clearly.

The maid, who had already known the news, whispered to the others.

"It's true. I've heard for a long time that Pozhu is dead. A little maid said softly.

The other was full of doubts: "How is that possible?" Breaking bamboo is not an ordinary identity. ”

It was similar to what Mama Zhao heard before, and the same words were staged again.