Tiansheng 15 years

Alas, careless girl!Qing He knows that with Lu Sheng's temperament, she will not suffer, but she still follows her to help her out.Although the four of them are big maids, they are actually no better than other maids. Apart from not having to do rough work, they have a lot to do.The Xuri Fanghua Hall where Qiu Xiyue lives is huge, occupying the entire mountain top, and he loves cleanliness on a daily basis. Although there is a dust removal technique in the hall, he always feels that it is still unclean if he does not clean it himself, so after his repeated requests Next, the whole palace will be re-wiped with a rag before rest assured.

The guards don't have to work, so twenty of them are cleaning. Although they are not tired, they come here every day, and they really can't stand it!So this time Qiu Xiyue was rushed to the ruins by Mr. Yue Yi, they really felt lucky.

It's not that they are lazy, it's just that they really don't like to repeat the same actions day after day, even if the work is easy, they will feel bored.Now, taking advantage of the east wind coming to the ruins, they can come out to see a different scenery, which is really great!

"Oh, sister Lu Sheng is not serving in front of the young master, what are you doing in front of us?" People arrived before the sound came.Seeing Lu Sheng approaching, several young maids preemptively asked her questions.

"Pretentious." Lu Sheng is not Huang Wei or Qing He, who will save face. Like Ah Hong, she has always been straightforward and outspoken when facing people who don't like her.Although she would offend people by doing this, but Qiu Xiyue's sons say it's okay, they are all girls' families, so what can they say?

It was not the first time for the maids to be humiliated by her, so their complexions did not change, and they still watched Lu Sheng walk towards them with a faint smile.

What's so good about them is that they are all young master's maids, serving the same person. Although they do different jobs with different degrees of hard work, they are all selected by the young master's father. He complained to the young master, but he couldn't beat them.Because they didn't know they represented them, and also represented the face of the son's father, after all, they were selected and sent in by Mr. Yue Yi.

Of course Lu Sheng would not hit them, nor would she waste her saliva talking about them. She likes to see Huang Hua or Qing He talk about it.

Lu Sheng stopped in front of them, and said in a mocking tone: "You guys chat here when you have time, it's because the young master's clothes are ready."

"No." Among the maids, the tallest girl with a haughty expression, dressed in red and yellow, asked confidently, "Don't sister Lusheng know why sister Huang is going out?"

The clothes they want to make are not ordinary, so it is better to have silk with spiritual power, and the most important kind of red silk is because there are not enough red silk to carry, so Huang Wei will go out to buy it.They don't have silk to weave, how can they make clothes.Now that Lu Sheng talks like this, she only thinks that she is deliberately embarrassing them.

Lu Sheng smiled and said: "Of course I know. But it has nothing to do with your idleness, does it?" At this point, she suddenly stern, and asked: "Is there something missing, so you can chat here Is it? Clothes can’t be made? Have you finished the matching accessories yet?”

Qing He came forward at this moment, and said in a warm voice: "Hurry up, if you miss the time for the young master to send you off, be careful that he won't punish you, and Sister Huang will punish you too."

The maid who had spoken earlier was about to speak when she heard the words, but she was slightly pulled away by the little sisters, and she pursed her lips resentfully, and Fufu said goodbye to the little sisters and the others without saying a word.

Lu Sheng watched them walk away triumphantly, and said with great interest: "Look, they are cheap..." The rest of the words were swallowed by Qing He's staring eyes.

Qing He said to her in a stern tone: "It's getting more and more presumptuous, do you think that A Hong and I won't care about you when Huang Wei goes out, so I don't care what I say, just say what I think."

Lu Sheng retorted weakly: "No, it was just a momentary carelessness."

Qing He sneered, and said: "Do you dare to say this in front of Huang Wei? You dare not, because you know she won't care if you speak quickly or say it unintentionally, she only knows that since you are wrong I'm going to be punished." She took a breath, and asked in a soft voice, "Lu Sheng, do you know that you will be punished for uttering bad words?"

Lu Sheng pursed her lips nervously, and replied, "I know."

"It's good if you know." Qing He raised her hand to touch the gemstone earrings hanging from Lu Sheng's ears, and said softly: "It's true that the young master loves you, but Lu Sheng, you have to not be spoiled, otherwise you will always fall in love with me." It was sent out by Mr. Yueyi."

"Lu Sheng knows." She shook her head, making the sapphire steps in the bun make a pleasant sound, she said: "I also came out, so I dared to dress myself and wear some accessories that are inconvenient to wear on weekdays. She raised her finger to point to the bright red and complicated peony flowers on Qinghe's face, and said, "My sister thinks the same way." She couldn't put on makeup in Tianyuxue, and she put on makeup as soon as she came out of Tianyuxue's mountain gate. Their young master once asked curiously, but was prevaricated by the phrase 'women are the ones who please themselves'.

They dare not tell the truth to the young master, after all, the young master may have contradicted the young master's father Yue Yijun for their own good, but in the end, of course, it will not be the young master who will blame the young master, but the maids who instigated and did not persuade the Lord.

In the past, some maids forgot their identities and violated the rules that maids should abide by because they were favored in front of the son. After being questioned by Mr. Yueyi, no one spoke for them except the son who always doted on them , They all watched them being pulled away with either cold eyes or pleasure.What's more, they would deliberately sneer at the punished maids, return all the insults and punches they had received in the past, and deliberately give the stewards some benefits so that they would suffer more, so as to take revenge from the past.

Many of them are firm in their minds, suffering and punishing silently, and clamoring in their hearts for today's enmity, and for the next day to pay back a hundred times, but one day or two is fine, and seven days and a half months can survive. , but once it lasts for more than a year, no amount of revenge ideals will gradually be consumed by heavy labor and cease to exist.What he was thinking in his heart was not how to get revenge on others after going out, but to sleep well, the kind of sleep that he would not take with him all day and night.

Difficulties in reality will wear away everything. Only those who are indomitable can touch the edge of ideals, and there is no one in ten thousand who can really hold and realize it. The gold of gold.And the maids who were once pampered are obviously not the kind of people with great perseverance and perseverance, otherwise they wouldn't have offended so many people.

After this incident, the maids selected by Mr. Yue Yi to serve Qiu Xiyue are very peaceful. They all appear gentle and gentle in front of outsiders, and they rarely fight each other. They listen to the orders of the big maid. When doing things, I seldom talk back to the big maids, and even if I talk back, I will quickly admit my mistake.

Harmony and tranquility are their pursuit. As for other things, please look at their former sisters. Now who knows whether they are dead or alive, no one knows, and no one will care or inquire.Because that is all in the past, and those who indulge in the past will be abandoned by the world.

The six worlds are connected, and the human race living in the human world is so weak. If you don't learn to abandon what can't last long on the way forward, where will the human race continue, where will it prosper, and where will it survive?

In the face of dangerous survival, all the things that cannot be discarded will become no longer important.In the face of profound and unforgettable feelings, in the face of big right and wrong, and in the face of the peril of the ethnic group, they are all existences that are not worth mentioning.

You and I are both ordinary people, how can we be detached.Your love and sweet words may be returned in the next life.

In the last battle between humans and demons, on a rocky cliff on an unnamed island in the southern continent, an unknown person once wrote twenty-character poems with a sword.The words are mediocre, but looking at the remaining sword energy, you can know the helplessness and bitterness in the heart of the person who wrote the poem at that time. If you have the patience to feel it carefully, you will experience another heavy feeling.

The ease and cheerfulness after letting go fills the mind, bringing a sense of calm as if all the dust has settled.Because of this, this unnamed island attracted many people, and those who were interested even gave the island the name of the word "Shenwu".

The world has changed, the sea has changed, and no one knows what happened to Shenwu Island.It is not known why the person who wrote the poem in the first place wrote it down, but it doesn’t matter, the past cannot be traced, the past has passed, and the future continues.This is useful to many people, but not so useful to some long-lived beings.

In Fangzhi Tinglan in Tianxia Yipin Building, a good banquet has been placed on the stone table in the garden, Feng Nie rests her chin on one hand, and looks at the green grass next to the stone table.

A basin of steaming warm water, a handkerchief as white as snow, and two people squatting on the ground around a snow-white ball are roughly wiping off the unknown blood on its chin.

Qiu Xiyue gave two clicks of disgust, but the strength in her hands did not relax at all, she firmly held down the writhing snow-white dumpling, and said sternly: "Be honest. You also learned to steal food. Why didn't the cook of Yipinlou eat it?" Catch you? Catch you, stew into a pot of delicious dog meat soup." When he realized that the snow-white dumpling in his hand had lost strength and remained motionless, he let it go, and praised: "Be good, be good, let your sister Ahong Wipe it clean for you, or you won't be allowed to eat." In the end, he threatened.

Xuebai Tuanzi whimpered a little, and obediently asked Ah Hong to wipe his chin clean with a handkerchief. After it was done, it spun around in a circle triumphantly, and when it was about to run away, it was caught by a pair of big hands. Pick it up and put it in a finely woven bamboo basket covered with small flower quilts.

The owner with the big hands who picked it up took the bamboo basket, put it on the high table brought by the maid, stretched out his hand to tease it a few times, and then talked with the young man who was watching them with his chin resting on the side.

"Ah Feng, look, Xiaoxiao looks pretty."

It whimpered a few times in dissatisfaction, and then restrained its voice under the heavy pressure from above its head.

"It looks good." The voice was cold, but there was a burst of fire-type spiritual power in his body.It couldn't hold back, opened its mouth secretly, took two puffs, and then was fainted.Before fainting, it seemed to hear the man asking in doubt: "Do you feel something is wrong?"

Qiu Xiyue groaned in doubt, then withdrew her hand from stroking Xuebai Tuanzi, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong? What's wrong? Ah Feng, what's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Feng Nie frowned, released her spiritual power, and sensed it carefully.Everything is normal, and there is no sign of the previous spiritual power being pulled.Could it be?He feels wrong?He frowned, and said to Qiu Xiyue who looked concerned: "It's okay, I was overthinking."

Qiu Xiyue let out an oh, and then cheerfully greeted Feng Nie to taste the delicacies of Yipinlou.

Feng Nie hummed lightly, took a few bites with her chopsticks, then put down her chopsticks, and sipped her tea boredly.

Qiu Xiyue caught a glimpse of it while she was eating hard, and asked him inarticulately why he didn't eat.He waved his hand, picked up a chopstick of green vegetables for Qiu Xiyue, and watched with satisfaction that the beaming person who was eating originally ate the green vegetables bitterly and bitterly, and then continued to eat other delicacies on the stone table.

While eating, Qiu Xiyue's guard sent a letter from Wang Zhenren.

"Send a letter? What letter?" Qiu Xiyue took it suspiciously, opened it, and then looked around as if wanting to destroy the letter.

"What did the letter say?" Feng Nie stretched out her hand to Qiu Xiyue.