Wen Jiuxiao learned that Jiang's mother had a sprained foot and suggested that Qingfeng buy someone else.

Yu Zhi refused, "Mama Jiang just sprained her foot. Her hands are still fine and she can cook. There are still cherries left to do. We are small and don't have much work. Besides, I'm not the one left.

Really? Could it be that Third Master has forgotten? I was born in the countryside and have done everything."

The place was already small, but if one more person lived in it and one more pair of eyes stared at her, would she still need to take a breath?

Wen Jiuxiao nodded. If she hadn't mentioned it, he would never have remembered that she was from the countryside.

With a hibiscus-like face and gleaming eyes like autumn water, how could she look anything like a village girl?

"Third Master, this is the ninth purse I made." Yu Zhi took out a rosewood-colored purse, with a diligent look on his face, "Nine-nine are one, can nine purses be summoned, um,

Change your wish?" He almost went off the rails.

When Wen Jiuxiao saw the purse, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Have you made nine familiar looks and familiar patterns? In other words, he has collected eight ugly purses.

"What wish do you want to change?" This statement is fresh, but it is too far-fetched to mention "nine-nine returns to one"?

Wen Jiuxiao waited leisurely to see what tricks this woman could play.

Yu Zhi's face was filled with joy, and he spoke quickly in his mind, "My eldest aunt sold me with a personal contract, and later I was lucky enough to follow you, Third Master. I just want to ask if the personal contract is there."

Can you return it to the slave family?"

In order to get back the deed of betrayal, Yu Zhi even claimed to be a slave. It was really hard work.

Wen Jiuxiao's cold gaze fell on Yu Zhi with scrutiny.

Yu Zhi had some regrets that she shouldn't have mentioned. She was a little carried away. She should have done it later.

However, there was no turning back, so Yu Zhi could only bite the bullet and continue, "You also know that the father of the Nu family was a scholar during his lifetime, and the Nu family cannot let his old man be embarrassed------"

The look in his eyes was so cold that Yu Zhi couldn't speak any more, so she could only hold on with a lonely courage and look at him. She felt that the smile on her face was frozen.

Wen Jiuxiao's eyes swept across her face again and again, and he suddenly stood up, "Just rest."

Stride outside.

Yu Zhi was dumbfounded. What did this mean? Annoyed? Angry? He thought she was greedy and was pushing the envelope?

Her instinct told her that she couldn't let him go like this.

Yu Zhi hurriedly followed, and in a hurry, she grabbed his sleeve and said, "Master, are you angry with me? I'm sorry! I was wrong."

As a worker, even if you make your boss unhappy, you must actively apologize.

As for face, haha, what is that thing? What is the use of that thing for a worker?

Wen Jiuxiao tugged on it but didn't move. His eyes became colder and his brows furrowed. His whole body was like an air-conditioning machine.

Yu Zhi was almost frozen to death by him, but he still stubbornly held on to the sleeve in his hand and refused to let go.

Wen Jiuxiao met Yu Zhi's pitiful and cautious eyes, and he suppressed the frenzy in his heart, "I'm not angry with you."

"Really?" Yu Zhi's eyes sparkled.

Wen Jiuxiao softened her heart and explained stiffly, "I have something to do."

After a pause, he added, "I'll see you next time."

While she was distracted, he took out his sleeves and walked away without looking back.

Yu Zhi put the expression on her face away. She leaned against the door, frowning slightly, her eyes solemn.

Grandma’s legs! She changes her face when she disagrees with you, and you still say you’re not angry? Humph!

Yu Zhi can clearly feel that the sudden change in his mood started when she wanted to sell herself. Her understanding of the leader is still not comprehensive enough. In the past, she only thought that he was cold, but he was still easy to talk to. Now it seems that the leader is still moody--

----Wait a minute, she has to think carefully about how to deal with this kind of leader.

As for the deed of betrayal--she must get this thing.

Feeling the master's low air pressure, I didn't dare to take a breath because of the cool breeze along the way.

As soon as he returned to the front yard, Wen Jiuxiao ordered, "Go brush the black wind and let some wind blow by."

Qingfengsheng has no love------he just said that the third master will definitely not let him go easily, so he is waiting here.

Hei Feng, whose name sounds like he is of the same generation as him, is actually the third master's beloved horse.

The horse follows the master, the third master has a bad temper, and Heifeng's temper is even more violent. He will not let anyone else get close except the third master. Qingfeng can already foresee his tragic end.

The other slaves felt relieved when they saw Qingfeng's sad face. I let you eat alone and control the third master. Will you be punished?

Deserve it!

Taking advantage of Qingfeng's absence, they hurriedly tried to be attentive, maybe they would catch the third master's eye.

At night, Wen Jiuxiao couldn't sleep. He pulled the curtains tightly to prevent any light, and his whole body was immersed in darkness, but he still couldn't sleep.

He couldn't help but think: Why did she sell herself on the contract? She wanted to please him just to sell her body on the contract? Her purse was so ugly that he didn't mind it, so how could she lie to him?

Is she arrogant because of her favor? Does he favor her? No? That doesn't count.

He carefully recalled the various jealousy tactics he saw in his father's backyard when he was young, Yu Zhi, none of them were reliable.

Do you want to give her the deed of prostitution? Give it! No! No! Give it! There are two villains fighting in my mind.

Early the next morning, Qingfeng took a careful look at the third master's face and knew that he had not slept well last night, so he couldn't help but feel sad.

His third uncle has had a habit since he was a child of sleeping without any light.

It is said that the third master has a bad temper and is unkind. Can you blame the third master? If you can't sleep well, can your mood be good? Can you not have a bad temper?

Only Qingfeng knows about Third Master's suffering.

The third master could sleep well every time he came back from Miss Yu's house the past few times. Why didn't it work yesterday? Didn't Miss Yu not work either?

Is he going to find a girl for Third Master again? Should he look for her in the same way as Miss Yu? With Miss Yu’s appearance, Qingfeng feels that it’s too difficult for her.

"Where is the body deed? Where did you keep it? Find it out------" Wen Jiuxiao paused, "Send it to the Yamen to have it changed."

Body contract? Whose? Qingfeng was startled, and when he met the clear eyes of the third master, he suddenly woke up.

What belongs to Miss Yu must belong to Miss Yu. Besides Miss Yu, who else can make the Third Master fall in love?

Is the third master going to deregister Miss Yu? From now on, Miss Yu will be a good citizen! She will no longer be a lowly citizen!

Qingfeng was very envious, so she heard the third master say again: "By the way, the small courtyard is also under her name."

Breeze------

What other girls are you looking for? It’s just Yu. The third master not only deregistered her, but also gave her a house. How is this a loss of favor? It’s clear that he has his heart in mind!

"Don't worry, Third Master, I will do a good job for you."

Wen Jiuxiao hummed, lowered her head to drink tea, and thought to herself: She should be happy this time, right?
Chapter completed!