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Jiang Luoqing looked at these two exceptionally docile servants in silence for a while, and asked, "What's your name?"

The servant in the green shirt raised his head to take a look at Jiang Luoqing's expression, and said in a low voice, "Master Hui, little green needle."

Next to him, also dressed in a green shirt, was a calm and immature servant who followed behind the green needle, and said in a nonchalant manner, "Little Ming Daimu."

Jiang Luoqing nodded, turned around and sat down at the dining table in the side hall, poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly. The tea had been carefully changed, and it was still warm at the moment.

Seeing him drinking tea, Dai Mu thought for a moment, then turned and left, leaving the green needle alone and standing there without realizing it.

Qing Zhen's mouth is mainly sweet, and he also relied on this mouth to let the manager here change him here, just to please this distinguished guest.

The owner of this house is a nobleman, although he doesn't know how expensive it is, but based on his shallow knowledge, the overall style of the owner of this mansion is more expensive than the sons of so-and-so officials' families outside angry.

It's a pity that the master doesn't come to the mansion a few times a year, so Qing Zhen can't show his face to please her.

Now that he finally had an opportunity, he would have to scramble for it.

Fortunately, these years of preparation were not in vain, and he came in smoothly.

The manager also specially ordered Qing Zhen and Dai Mu not to look directly at the nobleman's face.

Qing Zhen only thought that the steward was reminding him to maintain respect for nobles and act safely, but he didn't pay much attention to the sentence that he couldn't look directly at his face.

He was transferred here at noon today. In the past few years, he has won the favor of many people with his clever mouth in this mansion, and he has lived a good life, so he lost the initial respect.

Seeing that there were only him and the nobleman here, he couldn't hold back his thoughts, and raised his eyes to look through the light, but what he saw was bright lights and a dazzling side face.

The tails of the fox eyes are outlined upwards, a bit extravagant and indescribably alluring.

This pair of eyes turned around, and they were all seductive with shimmering light, matched with this face, but it only made people feel immortal and upright.

That face is white, with white lips, black hair, long eyes, downcast eyes, just such a person, a random movement can be included in the painting.

Jiang Luoqing felt that someone was looking at him. He knew it was the green needle, so he ignored it at first, but he couldn't stop looking at it.

He frowned secretly, and when he looked up, he met Qingzhen's flushed cheeks and somewhat confused eyes. Few people looked at him like that, Jiang Luoqing was stunned for a moment.

After this dazed effort, Qing Zhen came back to her senses. He lowered his head deeply, and he didn't care about his posture anymore. He just apologized: "Young master, my little one was distracted just now." He then knelt down Said: "Please also punish the young master."

Jiang Luoqing could also guess why he was distracted, it was probably Tao Xin who caused the trouble.But before this, I have never seen any special reaction from other people, and my searching eyes turned around on Qingzhen.

He watched Qing Zhen kneel down on the ground, a pair of outstretched white hands with few calluses gradually came to his senses.

Jiang Luoqing's dark contrast, perhaps, is because the green needle has little experience and its spirit has not been tempered, so it reacts so strongly.

Or this green needle itself is a temperament that is easy to make a fuss.

He was groping here by himself, leaving the green needle alone and kneeling there in a daze, the redness on his face due to experience gradually faded, replaced by a stronger sense of shame.

He had seldom kneeled for so long.

Footsteps came from outside, Dai Mu was followed by two people, and all three of them were carrying lunch boxes.

When Daimu entered the door, she took a look at Qing Zhen who was kneeling inside the door, just in time to meet the sight of Qing Zhen who was looking back, Qing Zhen's face turned red, she turned her head back and lowered herself.

The two servants following behind Daimu took a few sneaky glances at Qingzhen, they had only been in the mansion for more than two years, and when they saw Qingzhen on weekdays, this person would always hold his head up high like a slave, and he also pointed fingers at them. Pointing and pointing, the people below have long gone to complain in their hearts, and now seeing his smart mouth is useless, naturally they want to see more of his aggrieved look.

Jiang Luoqing was playing with the cup in his hand, and just as he was thinking about it, the sound of footsteps entering the door attracted his attention.

He watched Daimu come in with a food box, and a group of people put the food on the table. When Daimu wanted to serve him, he said, "You don't need to wait."

He hadn't figured out the new master's temperament yet, so he naturally let him do everything, nodded and led the other two out first.

After going out for a while, Jiang Luoqing saw Daimu standing beside the screen with his head bowed and waiting with his footsteps lightened.

He had a meal and rinsed his mouth, waited for Daimu to pack his things, then raised his eyebrows and said to Daimu who was getting him hot water for bathing: "You are not bad, you are much better than my servants at home."

Daimu stopped moving, and said respectfully, "Thank you, young master, for your compliment." After that, he continued to get busy.

When everything was done and Jiang Luoqing was brushing her hair and getting ready to rest, Daimu, who was waiting to turn off the lights, said casually, "I don't know what Qingzhen did to offend you, my lord. Do you want to avoid it?" Tell the steward?"

"Green needle? Are you talking about that attendant who is taller than you?" Jiang Luoqing looked at Daimu with downcast eyebrows and said with interest: "What did he do? I don't know."

Daimu saw that he was going to just expose it like this, so she said: "It's also the green needle that judges others by itself, and now it's still kneeling downstairs, the little one will go down later and let him go back and reflect on himself."

Jiang Luoqing couldn't deny his words, raised her eyebrows, and put down the bed curtain to get ready to rest.

Seeing this, Daimu lightly turned off the lights, and then went downstairs to let Qingzhen wake up.

He supported the green needle and said: "This young master's background is not simple at first glance. You use the tricks of these good people and people who have never seen the world to attack this young master. Just kneeling for a while is already good."

Daimu's words directly pointed out Qingzhen's thoughts. In fact, Qingzhen just knelt down and begged for mercy when encountering small or big things. She is kind-hearted, or she has never seen such a thing. Naturally, the people who are here will order him to get up quickly.

If he gets up, then this small matter will be over naturally.

It's just that this time he missed the target and fell behind.

Qingzhen let out a "hmm", and when she had adjusted her mentality, she smiled and pulled Daimu to thank him and praise him non-stop.

Daimu was impatient with what he said, so she just said with a sullen face, "The real master of this mansion is here, you better restrain your temper, don't hold grudges against this young master in today's matter, or else you will end up in the end." You are the one who suffers."

He paused, and added, "I don't want to be implicated by you either." After finishing speaking, he didn't care about Qing Zhen's face, and went to rest by himself.

After Jiang Luoqing woke up the next day, someone came to wait on him, and the waiter was very attentive, and Qing Zhen also accepted the slightly contemptuous attitude before.