Yinling didn't know why, but she could only obey Zhuang Xiaoyu's instructions: "It's just a title, I thought you wouldn't care about it, Miss, anyway, it's you, Miss."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at Yinling's face, her expression gradually became serious.

Yinling added silver charcoal to the brazier, "It's starting to snow again. I heard that after being pregnant, the body gets tired easily. If you are sleepy, miss, go and lie down on the bed."

Zhuang Xiaoyu walked back to the bed slowly, leaned on the neatly folded quilt, and asked with a smile: "Yu Sui, what was the relationship between me and the high priest?"

Yinling didn't know how to answer, she had never had such close contact with Zhuang Xiaoyu, and she had only come to serve her for a while, so she didn't know what happened to Qin Wuyan and Zhuang Xiaoyu at all.

If it's okay, why did Zhuang Xiaoyu become like this, if it's not good, but Zhuang Xiaoyu has already become like this, but Qin Wuyan still persists, and has no intention or thought of taking a concubine again .

Where can I find such a loving and righteous man?

Yin Ling could only bite the bullet and nod: "Very good, the high priest is always tolerant of everything you do, Miss."

Zhuang Xiaoyu got to the bottom of it: "For example?"

"For example..." Yinling thought for a while, "For example, all the big families want to force their daughters into the priest's mansion to be the high priest's concubine, but you have already left her behind, and the high priest has never favored her." Those two people.

You drove those two away again, and the high priest didn't scold you at all. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu rested her chin on her palm: "What else is there?"

Yinling was afraid of making too many mistakes, so she didn't dare to talk too much, she just said: "Miss, now that you are pregnant, let the past things go, don't ask any more questions, just give birth to the child properly."

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded slowly: "You are right, the most important thing is to raise a good baby."

Zhuang Xiaoyu waved his hand and let Yinling go out.

Afterwards, several girls and women were recruited to come in alone, chatted casually, and asked about the past situation in the mansion. Although the girls and women who were recruited answered tremblingly, they spoke in the same voice:

"The high priest is very kind to his wife. He is afraid of falling when he holds it in the palm of his hand, and he is afraid of melting if he holds it in his mouth."

"The relationship between the high priest and his wife has always been good, and the high priest is very obedient to his wife."

"Madam was hit hard by the successive deaths of her father and brother. She doesn't remember the past."



Zhuang Xiaoyu fiddled with the bottles and cans on the dressing table, resting her chin: Since Qin Wuyan is so good to him, why is it that he still can't think about taking in another woman for him?

Zhuang Xiaoyu is too aware of her temperament, she doesn't want others to covet anything she likes, let alone the man she loves, how could she push Qin Wuyan to others?

And on the premise that Qin Wuyan didn't want those women, he decided to put women in his room on his own initiative.

Even if she is crazy, she can't do such a thing.

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't understand it, and felt that many things about him could not be explained logically. Something must have happened. Could it be that all the servants saw were appearances?

But she obviously likes Qin Wuyan, since she woke up in the morning until now, although she was talking to the servants, in her mind and heart, the figure of Qin Wuyan was lingering, thinking about him , as if this kind of missing and liking has become a habit, deeply engraved in the bones and blood.

Zhuang Xiaoyu desperately wants to know the past and the past of her getting along with Qin Wuyan, but she can't think about it, it gives her a headache...

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the sky, and simply went to the study to find Qin Wuyan...