MTL - The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir-Chapter 8 Pirate thief

"What is the command of Hou Ye?" Liu Yan turned around. (Marshmallow novel network)

"You have been living near the kitchen. Do you know anything about the kitchen going to the water last night?" Mo Yuhou said with a headache: "I have just met such a thing when I was at home, and I still can’t catch people. I have to find out that people are not eating."

Liu Yan smiled and said: "Mrs. wants to manage the family, it is a good thing. Last night, the slaves slept well and heard the water, and found nothing unusual, could not help the lady."

Ning Yuxuan sighed and glanced at the room and waved: "Let's go down, by the way, ask the ladies and women to see if they know."

"Yes."

When Wen Hao changed his clothes, he would go to the kitchen. There was no chopsticks on the delicious food at the table. Ning Yuxuan reached out and stopped her, frowning: "Is it really not eating?"

"Don't eat!" Wen Wei whispered: "I have to check who the thief who steals the chicken is, but I will give you a face when I am the first lady."

Ning Yuxuan took her waist with a funny smile and stretched her hand and scraped her nose. "The little thing, where is serious enough to ask you not to eat."

Wen Hao said with enthusiasm: "It is very serious, the kitchen is a very important place, actually can enter the thief, but also go to the water. Thinking of the pavilion is in the vicinity, if it is not found in time, in case it burned, What about the people inside?"

Mo Yu Hou Dunton, licking his lips: "Hey, think of the house where Nie Sang is living, you don't have to worry about her life and death."

A woman like Nie Sangqi, if it wasn’t for Nie’s family, he should have abolished her.

"How can you ignore it?" Wen Yan gave him a look: "She is dead, can the family in the palace let you go? Nie can let you go? Well, it used to be your wife."

Ning Yuxuan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "A big bit of sourness."

Warm and angry, hit him and walked across the threshold.

Dr. Li is a weak scholar. He just entered Houfu and saw that Shiman did not dare to speak. Or Jiman comforted him for a long time and sincerely asked him for help. He only allowed the jewelry clothes to be put in medicine. In the box, take it out and sell it for her.

Originally these things were Nie Sangzhen’s, and she did not want to sell anyone, but now Jiman and Yan are not able to get out, and they can only borrow people.

Jiman counts, according to the price here, those jewelry clothes can sell two hundred and two silver, leaving fifty-two bodies, fifty-two ordinary people to improve their lives, leaving one hundred and two she has great use.

Since I lived in ancient times, I am sorry for my modern identity without opening a golden finger. In addition to embroidering this life-saving work, Jiman also wants to do something else.

When Dr. Li left, Zyman went on embroidering and wondered if the silver would come back. He had to arrange the room, at least no more mice.

"The master."

I was thinking about it, and I was rushing in. Some of them flustered: "The lady is here."

Ok? lady? Ji Man raised his eyebrows, and the second woman did not appear so early. How did the female owner hit the door?

Get up and put the stretcher aside, Jiman quickly went out to salute: "The slave has seen the lady."

Wen Yan wore a blue-colored scented skirt, a pale yellow pair of squats, and a scorpion with a sheep's fat jade on his head. The whole person is like a fairy. Jiman groaned and looked down at himself. Hey, it was really bleak.

"Get up, I just came to ask the kitchen to go to the water." Wen Yan smiled and gave her a hand: "You lived closest to the kitchen, and would like to ask if you are scared."

Is there a reward for the answer? Jiman pondered a bit, looked up and looked at the slyness that followed Wen, and whispered: "The slave is fine, there is something about the kitchen going to the water, but there is something to say privately to the lady, I don't know if the lady is willing or not."

“Oh?” Wen Yan curiously said: “Do you know something?”

"Mrs." The sandalwood behind it pulled the warm sleeves and whispered: "Hou Ye said, let you not go too close to her."

Wen Yan looked back at Tanxiang and shook his head. "What are you afraid of?" I went to the yard and waited for me. I asked her to come out in two sentences."

"But..." Sandalwood frowned at Zeman, and his eyes were full of alert.

"Go out." Wen Hao waved his hand.

Sandalwood and two little hoes, together with 苜蓿, retired. Wen Yan turned back and was about to ask what Jiman wanted to say. He saw the man in front of him slamming on the ground, his voice was loud, and he was so scared that he looked at her knees.

"Mrs...." Jiman hurts tears, looks up at Wenyu, and looks sadly: "The chicken in the kitchen is a slave, and the slave wants to sue, but he is afraid of damaging Houye’s face, so he can only talk to his wife. Said it privately."

Nie Sangqi stealing chicken? Wen was shocked and asked subconsciously: "Why?"

Why is it that the Houfu aunt, how can you do things like stealing chickens and dogs?

Timman shed tears and said lowly: "Slaves are too hungry, so they can do something like this, please forgive me."

“How can I be hungry?” Wen Yan’s eyes widened: “Is the kitchen not giving you food?”

Come, wait for her to ask this!

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