Soon, Erhua walked out of the yard, bowed to Aunt Zhang as a thank you, and then jumped into the carriage behind the woman, and gradually walked away.

Aunt Zhang closed the door of the backyard, moved a box of grapes to his room, and muttered: "It's so unlucky if you don't even look at what you are, and you want to borrow a thatched cottage."

Aunt Zhang is in charge of the backyard's big and small matters, including the kitchen buying work and all the big and small matters in the backyard. Therefore, her daily work is very complicated. After moving this box of grapes, she hurriedly went to other things and had no time to check the quality of the grapes.

The Han family used to be the governor's office and a powerful family, but Han Qinian's wife died early and had no concubines. Recently, she had a living room. Looking around at the entire backyard, there was only Han Zhiyu.

According to her habit, she had to first try a set of fists and a set of swords in the yard every day, and then she would wash and change clothes and start her day's life.

At this time, Han Zhiyu wore a strong suit and waved a long sword under the peach tree. The light blue figure danced gracefully against the pink peach blossoms. Although his pretty face was not covered with pink, he looked flushed due to the sword dancing.

After a set of sword techniques danced, Han Zhiyu was already sweating profusely. Shaoyao, who was waiting on the side, sent the hand towels prepared in advance, took the long sword from the eldest lady's hand, and smiled and said, "Miss, you were really beautiful when you danced the sword."

Han Zhiyu smiled indifferently. She was behind the door, so it was normal to dance with swords and swords. If this sword technique was used to be a father, the effect would be better. Unfortunately, her ability was limited.

"Miss, the master is also dancing swords in the front yard this morning." Seeing that Han Zhiyu had wiped the sweat from his forehead, Shaoyao took the towel over and followed her and walked into the room. "I think the lady dances swords more beautiful than the master."

"You little girl, you are good at saying good things." The master and servant entered the main house, and the yard returned to quiet.

Lanxiang, the little girl who was cleaning the complex yard, stood in the corridor in the distance and looked at this scene in a daze. She was not until the other maids came forward and called, and then followed everyone to clean the yard.

"What did you see just now?" asked Mudan, the little maid who worked together, curiously.

Lan Xiang looked towards the direction of the main house in admiration and whispered: "The young lady is so beautiful. She is beautiful and she is beautiful in her sword dancing. She is so envious."

Mudan rolled her eyes, grabbed the broom and patted Lanxiang, correcting her, "Are you able to say beautiful, do you know other words? Besides, the young lady is like this every morning. You didn't see it on the first day, why are you so fussy?"

Mudan didn't take Lanxiang's fussy look to heart, nor did she think she was unusual today. The two of them were chatting and cleaning, and they were lazy when they could be lazy, which was very comfortable.

"Sister Shaoyao seems to be in a bad mood these two days. We have to be careful, don't touch her bad temper."

While the two of them were talking, they had already swept from the front of the main house to the corridor, so they simply took a laziness, threw the broom aside, leaned against the pillar to rest.

Lanxiang looked at Mudan in confusion, "Sister Shaoyao has a good temper, why are you so angry?"

Mudan sighed and looked around, but there was no third person there, and then explained: "I heard from Aunt Zhang that our master seemed to have met the newly appointed prefect, which made our lady's life not easy. Think about it, the lady's life is not easy, how could Sister Shaoyao have a better life? Look at how sweet she is today, I guess she wants to go out to meet her lover again."

Lanxiang's heart moved, but her face looked silly and stupid, "Sister Shaoyao has a lover?"

Mudan hurriedly covered Lanxiang's mouth and stared at her with a warning look, "Can you speak softly? Are you afraid that others won't hear it?"

Lan Xiangwen flattened her mouth aggrievedly. She was already young, and she looked like a child who was not open. At this time, she looked so aggrieved again. Mudan felt so embarrassed that she hurriedly coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I was just so anxious that I would scold you." After saying that, she said softly: "Sister is also for your own good. Some things are the same, and some things are the same when we go out to talk nonsense. I also learned about this by Sister Shaoyao. But if this is eavesdropping on Aunt Zhang and the others, Sister Shaoyao will definitely tear our mouths apart."

Lan Xiang nodded in agreement. Although she didn't know much about what kind of person Shaoyao was in the eyes of these maids, it was not difficult to find out from the few times she had come into contact with Han Zhiyu that Shaoyao was a very eye-catching girl, who was so polite.

The two of them were just talking happily when they saw Shaoyao walking out of the main house with a smile on her face. They first went back to their room, and after a moment they saw her changing into more beautiful clothes and walking out, hurriedly towards the back door.

Mudan tsk out, "It seems that Sister Shaoyao has the permission of the eldest lady and can go out."

Lan Xiang heard a hint of sorrow and envy from her tone, "Sister, if you want to go out, you can also ask the eldest lady."

Mudan curled her lips and said in a very unkind tone: "Can we compare with Shaoyao? They are the first-class close-fitting girl. After being with the eldest lady for so many years, they are the most beautiful. We are just the lowest-class sweeper in the yard. I guess, the eldest lady has never paid attention to us."

Lan Xiang's eyes turned, if this is the case, wouldn't it be convenient to do things?

"Oh, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable. Go to the cottage first. You can watch it here." Mudan told me, then covered her stomach and ran away.

Lan Xiang nodded and responded, standing in the distance obediently, looking at the layout of the yard. Not long after, Han Zhiyu changed into a green skirt and walked out of the main room, glanced around, and finally fell on Lan Xiang's body, "Come here." He waved to her.

Lan Xiang trotted a few steps forward and said respectfully: "What are the instructions for the eldest lady?"

Han Zhiyu said lightly: "Go to the kitchen and tell Aunt Zhang to stew a cup of fish soup at noon."

Lan Xiang stood there for a moment before she came to her senses. She was about to salute her, but the other party turned around and entered the house.

After leaving the courtyard, Lan Xiang... No, it should be Chu Yu, she was very confused. She was annoyed that she didn't know where the kitchen was and when she could complete the task. She was happy that she could use this as a reason to legitimately walk around the mansion and explore the terrain.

Chu Yu and Lan Xiang had already communicated well before, using the couple who delivered vegetables as a medium to disguise them. She disguised herself as Lan Xiang in the shortest time. Because she was the last girl, few people would notice her on weekdays. Therefore, the possibility of being missed is very small.
Chapter completed!