I’m The Vicious Cannon Fodder In The Book

Looking at the time, it was three minutes before the sun was shining in the afternoon, and it was easy to get dizzy when you went outside.

Luo Shuyu asked Qingquan, Where's Qingwang?

Qingquan said, He was still there just now. I guess he went somewhere to chat with others. When I come back, I must talk about him.

Qingquan is older than Qingwang and is a first-class maid in Shangshu's mansion. She is in charge of Luo Shuyu's yard. She was assigned by Liu's early years. Luo Shuyu has never had any secrets to hide. He didn't say anything, and Qingquan was always protecting him before.

Luo Shuyu never repays grievances with virtue. Unfortunately, if he doesn't do it, it doesn't mean Qingquan won't do it.

But after Luo Shuyu came back from his rebirth, his trusting attitude towards Qingquan changed, and he only let Qingwang do important things.

In recent days, several servants serving Luo Shuyu have been looking for a way out. They don't want to enter the Third Prince's Mansion. These Luo Shuyu are watching and respecting their decision. In his last life, he didn't bring anyone except Qingwang. After the imperial decree came down, the fastest running one was Qingquan, who was in charge of his yard. He had been observing quietly these few days, thinking that she would almost ask him to leave the Ruyi Courtyard. .

After drinking a bowl of jelly, the whole body felt comfortable, and the sultry heat in his heart went away. Luo Shuyu asked people to move the desk to the flower stand. He wanted to write a few words to meditate.

Before he could pick up the pen, Qingquan was the same as in his previous life, he was hesitant to speak to Luo Shuyu, but he didn't see it, Qingquan said in a hurry, Master, Qingquan has something to ask for.

Luo Shuyu lowered her head and gently stroked the tip of her pen with her fingertips. Without looking at Qingquan, she said lightly, You have been following me for four years.

Qingquan was shocked: Master Hui, it has been four years.

Luo Shuyu's eyes did not waver: For so many years, I have never owed you anything.

Qingquan hurriedly knelt down, she knew that Luo Shuyu had an exquisite heart, and he never wanted to beat and scold their servants. He had a good heart, but she cared more about her own life than before.

I'm sorry, son, I, my mother wrote a letter the day before yesterday, saying that she had ordered a marriage for me.

Luo Shuyu didn't mean to keep her in the slightest, and was extremely profitable: Okay, since you don't want to enter the Third Prince's Mansion with me, I'm not reluctant. After a while, you can pack up your baggage and walk cleanly. He lifted it up again. He started to ask the other people standing by the side, his voice was slightly cold, Who else wants to go, I will agree.

The maidservants who were familiar with Qingquan in the past all knelt down and asked to leave. They were not family children, but were transferred from Liu's side.

The Third Young Master looked deserted and not easy to approach, but those who knew him knew that he was easy to talk. To put it bluntly, he had no status in the Luo family, and even the servants were tougher than him. It's scary, just hearing the name is scary, who knows if you can live next year after entering.

To Luo Shuyu, the last life was a great irony, but everyone seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages.

When Qingquan was still confused about Luo Shuyu's release, Qingwang rushed into the yard: Master, Master!

Luo Shuyu looked at his lively appearance and said, Qingwang, go get the contract from Qingquan and others.

Qingwang, who just ran in: Ah? Young master...

At this time, there was a quiet wind slowly coming, and a little heat was dissipated.

Qingquan and others didn't expect Luo Shuyu to come so quickly, and they were caught off guard!

Qingwang didn't go into the house to get the contract, he ran out of breath, evenly, leaned into his ear and said, I just heard that the third prince is coming, he is now at the eldest young master's poetry party!

The brush in Luo Shuyu's hand fell to the ground, and without looking at the people kneeling on the ground, he instead asked Qingwang to follow him into the room.

Qingwang followed into the room and asked Luo Shuyu, Sir, what are they going to do?

Luo Shuyu said without emotion: Tell Fubao to stare, I haven't come back, no one can get up, just kneel.

When will the big brother's poetry meeting start?

It started in the near future. I just found out that the third prince seems to be here too.

Are there other princes?

Yes, the young master is a god. The second son of the prime minister brought the eldest prince and the fourth prince. I don't know why the third prince also came.

Where's Shen Mingyun? Is he at the mansion today?

I didn't hear that he went out. He should be in the house, son, what's the matter?

It's okay, let's go, let's go to the poetry club to see.

When he came out again, he changed into a new set of cyan tunic with narrow sleeves, a waistband with a crescent moon and white auspicious cloud pattern on his waist, and a white jade hollow-carved waist pendant.

Qingwang thought to himself, the young master who has changed into a new suit is too different. He is so handsome that he can't open his eyes, and his temperament is definitely better than the number one beauty in the capital!

Luo Shuyu knew that he was no worse than others, so he took out a written letter from the box and went out with Qingwang.

As for Qingquan and the others who were kneeling on the ground, they looked at each other in dismay, they could only kneel on the cobblestone ground against the fierce sun.

For a while, they didn't know whether the current decision was right or wrong.

Qingquan was even more embarrassed. She bit her lip. These three young masters usually do not fight or rob. She thought that if she went to the Third Prince's Mansion, she would not be given preferential treatment. I do not understand.