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As he spoke, he forgot something he didn't understand. He was full of dreams, as if such a day was about to come.

"Silly girl." Zheng Qingluo sighed lightly. She didn't put down the embroidery taut, but continued to seriously embroider with her head down. Each needle and needle was not the slightest bit messy.

He did not let Mo Li and Mo Ju see the moisture in her eyes, nor did he dare to let Mothers see the moisture in her eyes. It was just that he no longer hated this life that was neglected by others.

Although she was unwilling, she had to admit that her skills were far inferior to Caragana's. Even if she had embroidered a kernels now, it would still be riddled with holes.

"Alright, Mothers, let's not talk about her. Just now, she was a bit interested, let her slowly practice, slowly work out the fine work, maybe the flower she embroidered at the end will be more beautiful than me."

As soon as Mo Li started speaking up for Mo Ju, Mo Ju looked gratefully at Mo Li, while Zheng Qingluo watched her laughing. Although Mo Li always called Mo Ju stupid, it was only limited to what she said.

If it was anyone else, she would definitely be the first one to disagree. This was just like a child of her own family. She could say anything she wanted, even scold him, but other people would have to shut up.

"Third Miss, you said that our bonus embroidery was done, but how can we sell it? The four of us can't even get out of the mansion, not even if we leave it here."

Mo Ju's memory was always good, and she always forgot things quickly. In the blink of an eye, she put everything from her mind to the back of her mind. Zheng Qingluo really admired her attitude towards life.

"You just have to do it, I have my own ways of doing it. However, the day after tomorrow is the day to announce the arrival of Deputy Historian Shi Siwang's family. Madam said that we need to prepare, see what I need to prepare so that we won't be flustered when the time comes and anger Madam when the time comes."

When Zheng Qingluo had been a young lady of the house of the Marquis, she had attended quite a few banquets. She was very familiar with the preparations, but she couldn't show them now.

After all, her current identity was only that of a neglected daughter, and she was even a restricted daughter, so she could not understand anything. She could only think of a way to warn Mothers and the rest when they neglected her.

"Third Miss, when I was young, I accompanied Miss, oh, accompanied your mother to a few banquets, we didn't need to prepare our own food, the banquets will be prepared by others, but we have to prepare our own clothes and spices, our rooms are empty, not a single piece is available."

Thinking about the treatment the third young miss had received, Mothers's eyes started to water again.

The face of Zheng Mansion is more important than money. If others were to find out that the owner of the Zheng Mansion has mistreated the previous wife's daughter, then her daughter will not be able to get married in the future. "Su Yun said in a calm tone.

Zheng Qingluo patiently comforted Mothers's emotions, not wanting to make her feel bad. She had helped herself for so many years, it was time for her to enjoy life, but life could not be changed by just a single day.

"Third Miss, please think carefully. It's only a day away from the banquet, yet your jacket and skirt haven't been delivered yet. You're still thinking about rouge and hair. I bet they won't show up."

Moyu didn't think that the madame would be so kind as to prepare those silver coins for her young lady. Zheng Qingluo saw that such a straightforward and adorable girl like this was so adorable that it would make anyone's heart burst. Otherwise, life would be too difficult for her.

"Then I'll make a bet. I bet the Madam will prepare these for me." Zheng Qingluo was in a good mood and had the intention of teasing Mo Ju.

"If you want to gamble, then gamble. I don't believe that the iron rooster will be able to shake me." Mo Ju didn't think that Third Miss would win this bet. The other one couldn't wait to see her naked, and these extra things couldn't even be considered.

"How can you speak like that? You can't have a door on your mouth."

He walked quickly to the door and carefully lifted the curtain to look outside. When he saw no one there, she was relieved and came back to pinch his ear.

"How many times have I told you to be careful with your words and not to cause trouble for Third Senior Sister? How could you not remember? If someone spread these words to Madam, wouldn't you suffer and implicate Third Young Miss?"

Hearing that it would implicate the Third Miss, Mo Ju was so scared that her face turned pale and she kneeled down. "Third Miss, I was wrong."

She knew very well that the last time the young miss was released from confinement, it was because she had said something she shouldn't have. She even dragged the Third Miss into this courtyard, and she even took five planks.

"It's good that you know it's wrong. Mo Li was right this time, but you must remember that there's a wall between us and you can't possibly say a word before you get into trouble. The four of us are one, no matter who makes a mistake, they won't be able to escape."

He knew full well that he would not have left the yard even if it had not been for Mo Ju. That was just the Madam's excuse. Without it, there would have been other things to do.

However, Mo Ju's mouth was really too straight. If he didn't teach her a lesson, she would suffer a loss sooner or later. How could he spoil her and point out others to spoil her as well?

"Is Third Miss here? I am the Mother Song of the needle room. "

The expressions of everyone in the room changed. Could there be such a coincidence? If someone really came, would their words be heard by others? Some of them were a little nervous.

"Mother Song, come in!"

Under the instructions of Zheng Qingluo, Mo Lun was the first to react. He quickly walked out of the room, reached for the door and opened the curtain.

"Please come in and take a seat Mother Song. The little girl at the entrance of the courtyard has gone crazy and has been waiting for you all this time."

She was truly a bit angry. The door was specially arranged for the girl to be on duty, but no one had passed the news to her. Wasn't this just waiting for someone to take advantage of her?

"They're here. I didn't ask them to pass it around. I'm not an outsider, not to mention it's just a matter of a few steps. It's quite troublesome to pass it around."

"Oh, this new set of clothes is ready. I wanted to surprise Third Young Miss, so I rushed straight into the house. It was also my negligence. I was so engrossed in happiness that I forgot the rules. Third young miss, this servant will accompany you."

He's still pleasantly surprised. I think he was frightened, Mo Ju secretly cursed, but did not dare to express anything. He also did not know if Mother Song heard what he had just said.

"Of course, mother is the one who knows. Mother Song is always kind, and even we girls can see through it. How could Third Miss not know, right, Third Miss?"

Zheng Qingluo still did not dare to say much. Being asked by Mo Li, she nodded towards Mother Song shyly, a trace of disdain flashed across Mother Song's eyes.

"Third Miss is a magnanimous person, we can't allow our servants to be disrespectful because of this. This servant has gone overboard, please forgive me." Mother Song answered while holding something.

"I already said that the third young miss would not care about this, Mother Song does not need to worry about it."

Mo Li quickly took the things from Mother Song's hands. Mo Ju then placed a round stool in front of the soft bed Zheng Qingluo was sitting on, indicating for Mother Ning to sit.

Mother Song should first sit down and rest. This is fresh boiled water, the yard of the third young miss is simple and crude, there are places that you cannot take care of.

Moyu diligently poured a cup of hot water for Mother Song, and carefully placed it on the small table in front of her. At the same time, she also told the Mother Song, there are no fragrant tea drinks for you in our courtyard.

Mother Song also did not touch the hot water, but raised his head to look at the flowers on the table, and curiously asked, "Third Miss drew it?"

Seeing that there was only the Third Miss sitting on the soft couch, the flowers on the table should have been painted by the Third Miss. However, since when did the Third Miss have such a craftsmanship? I've heard that the Third Miss hasn't even held a brush yet.

"Of course, our young miss's painting looks good, right? We're both stupid, so we don't have this kind of skill." Mo Li replied carelessly without concealing anything.

Zheng Qingluo also nodded in agreement, then quietly replied Mother Song, "I don't know much else, all I know how to do is to randomly draw a few strokes, making this Mother Song feel bad."