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In response to this, Meng Jiao had to speed up her plan to get close to Zhongli Weiran, while finding time to go out of the house and look for a place to buy.

Zhongli Weiran will return to his manor to rest after the Qingming Festival. If he cannot get close to her before then, he will have to redeem himself and leave the manor before making any plans.

Anyway, according to the old lady's current preference, if she only wants a birth certificate and does not want to leave the house, it should be fine.

At the very least, I can't let the old lady be coaxed into giving herself away to others one day. It's better for me to hold on to my heart and feel at ease.

What's more, when Ye Hongyin gets divorced, she has to have a place to stay.

Although the original body only said that she hoped she could help with the divorce, the girl might also feel that this was a difficult thing to do, but since she had inherited this body, she still had to fulfill her responsibility of supporting her.

As for Zhongli Weiran, she could see that he had her in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have come to greet her so many times, and even the old lady felt something was wrong.

Just looking at his cold face, no one could guess what he was really thinking.

In the Changsheng Garden Study, Zhongli Weiran learned from Fang Ziyan's daily gossip that the little girl was being teased.

The painting pen hovered above the rice paper, and a drop of ink suddenly fell on the painting. A painting that had been poured with great effort was destroyed in an instant.

It's not that he didn't realize that he had a special feeling for Meng Jiao, but that person was too pure and clear. He disdained it and didn't want to treat her badly and have her buried with him after his death.

But what kind of person is Zhongli Qinglin? He is a bastard who entered the government through family connections. He is a maid in the old lady's courtyard and dares to make trouble.

"Fang Ziyan, what official position does the second wife's bastard hold?"

Zhongli Weiran wiped off the ink that accidentally stained his hands, and at the same time, he crumpled up the painting he had been working on for two days and threw it into the bamboo basket beside him, and asked casually,

Fang Ziyan came around from behind the screen after hearing this, recalled it in his mind and replied,

"I remember that the Fifth Young Master entered the government through connections, and he just became a local official last year. But I heard from the people in the Second Young Master's room that he helped submit a petition this year, and he will probably be promoted to an eighth-rank official in the capital."

Whether he gets promoted or not is another matter. You have to know that local officials and Beijing officials are two different things. In Beijing, he is an eighth-rank official. With the protection of the Duke's Mansion, his future career as an official will be stable.

Zhongli Weiran spread out the letter paper, wrote a few words, and casually threw it to Fang Ziyan.

"Go to the palace at night."

Fang Ziyan took the letter and twitched his lips. Only his son would dare to be so casual.

It's strange to say that the prince and the new emperor are both quarrelling when they meet, and the emperor is always worried about his own prince's health when they don't meet. How strange~

On the other hand, Zhongli Qinglin, who had enjoyed the service of his concubine, had no idea that he was in great trouble. Not only was his memorial rejected, but even his original inheritance was taken back.

I still have Meng Jiao's smiling face in my mind. Her every frown and smile is charming and yet not vulgar. It is such a pity that such a face is born on a maid. When she is of marriageable age, I will definitely ask my grandmother to ask her to come home.

Time passed in the blink of an eye and it was the middle of the month. Meng Jiao went to the kitchen to get ingredients for making cakes as usual. When she got closer, she heard a scolding voice in the room.

She walked forward curiously and got behind a group of maids, and then she heard what was going on inside.

"Isn't the sugar-steamed cheese that our aunt wants ready yet?" a plain-looking little girl in bright clothes shouted.

The old woman in the room who had been bossing around a little bit, now felt a little less arrogant when she heard the word "aunt".

"What aunt?"

"Of course it's Aunt Mei in Second Grandpa's room. I advise you to be sensible and prepare the meal for our aunt as soon as possible, otherwise, you will suffer the consequences!"

Hearing this, the old woman took a look and couldn't remember when this Mei Yi Niang was given the title. However, seeing how arrogant this little girl was, she was afraid it was true.

But isn't she just a concubine? So although she was polite, she didn't flatter.

"Please wait a little longer, young lady. The old lady and other masters in the mansion haven't had their meals yet. No matter how much trouble this new concubine makes, she can't get past the master above her. What do you think?"

The maid's face flushed red, and she realized that what she said just now was rude, but now that so many people were watching, she couldn't help but save face.

Just when everyone thought there was more fun to come, someone unexpected appeared.

Pearl was supported by a little girl of about her age and walked towards the kitchen. Her head was covered with pearls and jade, almost making her head look like a big-headed doll.

Everyone looked at her in surprise. The little girl next to her said in a shrill voice,

"How dare you! This is the newly appointed Concubine Mei from the second house of the mansion. What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pay your respects!"

Meng Jiao was so shocked that she could have stuffed an egg into her mouth. She saw clearly when the second master went to the old lady's courtyard to pay his respects. He was fat, with a big head and big ears. He looked older than the first master who was in his forties.

No, Pearl, you are confused, you are only fifteen,

You are really hungry and can eat anything!

Everyone was bowing, and Meng Jiao standing there alone was a bit eye-catching. In addition, her mouth was wide open in surprise. Zhenzhu wanted to blame her but thought she was envious of her.

When passing by Mengjiao, she deliberately shook the pearls and jade on her head.

Well, the beard of the dancing lion was not as long as the tassel of her hairpin, and it almost hit Meng Jiao's face.

A small episode. In the end, she was asked to take the bowl of steamed cheese with sugar. No one was sure whether she would be favored or not. Anyway, she looked very bluffing and scary.

Meng Jiao was still thinking about this on her way back after getting the materials. Unexpectedly, when she was halfway through the willow tree in the garden, she saw Pearl's big, glittering head again.

When Zhenzhu saw her approaching, she immediately put on her pride. Mengjiao wanted to pass by but was stopped by her.

"Daya, stop, I am the master now, do you understand the rules?"

Meng Jiao rolled her eyes, turned back and bowed perfunctorily.

"Aunt Mei, congratulations. Haha, my name is Meng Jiao now, so please don't call me Daya anymore. Thank you."

Pearl raised her embroidered handkerchief to cover her mouth, imitating the way the masters in the mansion treated their servants.

"Who cares about you? Get up. Hey, don't leave. Did I let you leave?"

Meng Jiao continued to walk forward after hearing her reply, but was stopped again. She held back the hand under her sleeve.

Thinking about whether to teach her another lesson, he turned around with some gnashing of teeth.

"Madam Mei, please speak up. The old lady is still waiting for me. If I go back too late, I'm afraid you will be in trouble."

Zhenzhu then changed her expression and asked the maidservant beside her to go away. Knowing that Mengjiao was a smart person, she told him what she had in mind.

"You've seen that I'm surrounded by stupid people. It'll take you years to climb up the ladder in the old lady's place. Why don't I take you here? If you help me gain a foothold in the second master's place, you can be a first-class maid right away. How about that?"

The small branch in Meng Jiao's hand was ready to move. I don't know what this guy's brain circuit is.

But I know that although she said this, she was actually most afraid of me climbing on top of her, otherwise she wouldn't have secretly climbed onto her bed when the Second Master came home.

Thinking of this, Meng Jiao swallowed the curse she was about to say and an excited expression appeared on her face.