"Miss Yue'er."

At this moment, the maid who had been serving Nan Yue'er walked in with an angry tone: "Miss, the master of the palace said that you didn't go to greet the old lady yesterday, and sent someone to take you to the old lady's bedside.

Have a chat with the old lady."

Nan Yue'er's eyes also flashed with impatience.

The old guy seemed like a living dead. No matter what she did these days, she couldn't wake him up.

But that idiot Tang Luo made her go to pay her respects to the old lady every day.

"Miss, you just came back. You don't know the inside story. In fact, the old lady has already died." The maid kept defending Nan Yue'er, "But the master of the palace said that the old lady had a heart attack because of the disappearance of the eldest lady. This

I just couldn't afford to be sick."

"In fact, even if Miss, you come back, you still can't cure the old lady's heartache. The palace master probably just wants to torment Miss."

What?

Nan Yue'er's expression changed: "Is what you said true? Is that old thing really incurable?"

"However," the maid continued, "it is well known that the old lady loves the eldest lady. She once sent an order to hand over the power of the Tang family to the eldest lady. Unfortunately, the eldest lady has disappeared."

"Now that Miss Yue'er is back, as the eldest lady's daughter, you should take charge of the power in her place."

This maid was originally a flatterer, but unfortunately she had never been successful in the Tang Dynasty and could not find any opportunities. So when no one was willing to serve Nan Yue'er, she volunteered to go, just to gain a glimmer of hope for herself.

Especially after learning Nan Yue'er's identity, she worked even harder. Once Nan Yue'er gained power, she would surely follow suit.

Therefore, thinking of the information that she had recently found out, the servant's eyes flickered and continued: "Miss Yue'er, I have a suggestion. You should not focus on the old lady. She is no longer possible.

Recover again.”

"With so much time, the young lady can win over the powerful people in the capital and win over the hearts of the Tang Mansion. Maybe the young lady can become the head of the Tang Mansion. Our Tang Mansion does not distinguish between men and women in the succession of the throne. Even if the young lady is a girl,

You can also have this opportunity.”

Hearing these words from the maid, Nan Yue'er felt a little angry.

"Uncle made me waste so much time on that old good-for-nothing. I waited on her every day at her bedside. In the end, I actually became a joke."

"He clearly knew that the old good-for-nothing would not wake up, yet he still asked me to accompany him. I think he was deliberately tormenting me!"

The more Nan Yue'er thought about it, the angrier she became. Originally, she was counting on the old guy to be able to support her after he woke up, but she didn't know that it was impossible for the old guy to wake up.

"Miss," the servant said with a proud look on her face, "this is the news that I have heard personally. However, the master of the mansion still has the final say in the mansion now. If the miss wants to stay, she still has to accompany the old lady.

But there’s no need to be so dedicated anymore.”

"I understand what to do," Nan Yue'er looked at the maid with admiration, "Lu Qi, you did a good job, I won't treat you badly in the future."

After saying this, she turned around and walked towards Wenxiang Garden.

This Wenxiang Garden is in the Tang Mansion and is as precious as Tang Yin's Peach Blossom Garden.

Compared with the poetic and picturesque atmosphere in Peach Blossom Garden, this Wenxiang Garden is more elegant and noble.

Rockeries, flowing water, small bridges and buildings.

There are many high-priced koi carp in the pond, and the rockery is filled with white mist, just like a fairyland.

It is obvious that Nan Yue'er has taken Taohuali as her own, and now looking at Wenxiang Garden, she is also a little jealous.

"It would be a waste to live in such a good house for an old loser."

These should all be hers.

That old loser is asleep and unable to enjoy all the beautiful scenery. It is really a waste.

Old losers like this who will only drag down their descendants should sleep in the firewood shed! How can anyone seize good things and not leave them to their descendants?


Chapter completed!