Chapter 4553

Zhuang Xiaoyu propped her back with one hand, and put the palm of the other hand on her swollen belly. She walked slowly around these ladies from aristocratic families, and raised her chin at the housekeeper, "The high priest not only has to take care of Take care of yourself and take care of Mrs. Ben. I am too busy to separate myself. I don’t have time to see these beauties. How did you bring them here? Let these ladies bring them back.”

The second aunt of the Min family and the wives of other aristocratic families were embarrassed and somewhat angry.

Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Lie looked at each other, each glanced at the person brought here today, and winked at the two, but the young lady of the Hu family and the young lady of the Lie family refused to come forward.

Mrs. Lie had no choice but to push the little lady of the Lie family, and pushed her in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Madam, the person I brought here was left by you, and I get along with you very well..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at the enchanting little face of the young lady of the Lie family, and nodded: "My lady has good eyesight, and this little face is indeed charming and delicate, but since my lady has a good relationship with you, why did I still send you out of the priest's house?" ?”

Mrs. Lie: "..."

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu really didn't remember the past, the young lady of the Lie family secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

These words made everyone speechless. I had heard vaguely that the wife of the high priest had lost her mind. When she recovered, she was like a normal person. When she was ill, she was so crazy that her relatives did not recognize her, but she did not expect that her temper would change. .

The last time I came to the priest's mansion to accompany Zhuang Xiaoyu to enjoy the flowers, Zhuang Xiaoyu was clearly not like this, he was gentle and polite to them, and in order to please the high priest, he took the initiative to pick two women to stay.

This time when they met, Zhuang Xiaoyu changed from her gentleness in the past, instead she had a sense of arrogance, just like when Zhuang Huaisen was still alive, with arrogance and hostility in every gesture.

Hostility towards today's purposely dressed women.

The housekeeper was worried about how to reject these women. Hearing Zhuang Xiaoyu's words, he gained confidence instantly, and said according to Zhuang Xiaoyu's intention: "What Madam said is that the high priest takes care of my wife and the future young master. It is true that you have no skills at all, and it is not appropriate to scatter too much energy because of other people and things.

The old slave then arranged a carriage to take these ladies back. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu pinched the handkerchief with her fingertips, and she could see all the resentful eyes of these people, and felt a little more refreshed in her heart.

Several women from the Min Mansion reluctantly walked past her, and got into the carriage one by one. As they passed by, bursts of fragrance wafted from their bodies and drifted into Zhuang Xiaoyu's breath.

Zhuang Xiaoyu frowned, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and felt that the smell seemed a bit strange, but when she went to smell it again, she couldn't smell anything.

Even the people in the Min Mansion left in disgrace, and the people from the Hu Mansion and Lie Mansion naturally left along with them.

Zhuang Xiaoyu asked the housekeeper, "Where is Ah Yan?"

"The high priest is still discussing other matters in the study. If Madam has any orders, just let the old slave do it. The high priest said that you can go to the study to find him at any time."

Zhuang Xiaoyu thought for a while, then sighed: "Forget it, it's better not to disturb him."

Sweeping his eyes over the group of girls standing far away, he said: "The servants in this mansion should be disciplined more, so as not to rush to serve them for a little bit of money, if there are any servants Once, they will all be sent out of the priest’s mansion, and a new batch of newcomers will be brought in.”

The housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, repeatedly saying that it was...