Su Qianqian got off the carriage nervously, tightened her thin clothes and looked in front of her.
A little sister next to her leaned against her gently. She didn't know if it was cold, but her voice was trembling: "Sister Qianqian, is this the Tenth Prince's Palace?"
"That's right, this is Tingyunxuan of the Tenth Prince's Mansion!" Jiang Wan turned around and looked at them: "Follow me, come to my place to get warm first, our steward of Tingyunxuan is also there, she will tell you what's going on here
rule!"
There were eight maids in total who followed Su Qianqian to the Tenth Prince's Mansion. They followed Jiang Wan and filed into the courtyard. When they entered the warm room, all the cold air was blocked out. The maids
Then he slowly stopped shivering and looked around the room curiously.
"Xiaojiu go find some thick clothes in the building and give them one piece each!"
Li Fuyao had heard Jiang Wan clearly explain the origin of these palace ladies, and his face showed no expression. However, the lack of expression was good news for Jiang Wan, which meant that Li Fuyao had no objection to his actions. In the future, these girls would be here
Listening to the life in Yunxuan, if Li Fuyao really doesn't like it, then these girls will suffer.
"You all came from the palace, and you must also know that arriving at our Tenth Prince's Mansion is the best result you can get from the Jiaofang Division. Apart from Deacon Jiang's soft-heartedness, it is also your good fortune!" Li Fuyao faced these.
The little palace maid said very seriously: "You should understand all the rules. Except that you are no longer in the palace, the other rules are not much different from those in the palace! Do you understand?"
"I understand!" the little maids replied timidly.
After a while, Xiaojiu brought thick clothes and distributed them to everyone. When they all warmed up, Xiaojiu took them out.
After waiting until no one was in the room, Li Fuyao rolled his eyes and said angrily to Jiang Wan: "These people are from the palace, you shouldn't have brought them back!"
"Didn't you just say that I'm soft-hearted?" Jiang Wan smiled awkwardly: "They are all similar to Xiaojiu, they look so pitiful!"
"I'm about the same as Xiaojiu, so I'm not pitiful!" Li Fuyao snorted heavily: "Anyone from the palace is either troublesome or connected to something bad. Ordinary people would avoid trouble like this.
It’s too late, but you’re lucky enough to bring it back specially!”
"If that's the case, leave these little girls to me to take care of them. I brought them back and I have to be responsible!" Jiang Wan sighed: "Just think of me as asking for trouble!"
"It comes from the palace!" Li Fuyao looked at Jiang Wan and shook his head: "Well, they don't have any talents anyway, let them just do chores in the building. Also, before you were around
No one, Xiaojiu was deceived by you to come here. This time there is someone. You should choose one or two smart people by your side. After all, they are also the butlers in the building. They should have the dignity they deserve.
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Deacon Ting Yuxuan is considered an errand in the palace, but what he does depends on the steward's arrangements. Jiang Wan asked about this matter last time, and Li Fuyao went over vaguely.
This time, with Li Fuyao's words, Jiang Wan's job was settled - responsible for listening to Yuxuan's chores.
The scope of chores is very wide, ranging from cleaning to large matters dealing with people outside. In short, except for listening to Yunxuan's own singing, dancing and music, Jiang Wan can't care about other things.
Anyone in Yunxuan can find him.
And he also has a few more little girls as helpers, who are more or less like deacons who can instruct people to do things.
And his small yard finally became a little lively. The little girls headed by Su Qianqian came in as soon as they settled in. The work that Xiaojiu used to do was no longer available when Xiaojiu came over and tried to grab it. This made Xiaojiu
Jiu was very angry, feeling as if someone had robbed her of her job. She no longer had an honest reason to eat snacks or other things at Jiang Wan's place.
If it weren't for Jiang Wan occasionally hearing a few stories from Jiang Wan when she came here, Xiao Jiu would have almost told her sister Fuyao a few small words.
Days passed day by day, and the winter of the third year of Tianqi seemed to be extremely long. Years later, Su Qianqian's biggest memory of this winter was a pot of red-hot charcoal fire, a gentle smiling face, and a group of people.
The little sisters gathered around the charcoal fire and listened to this gentle smiling face telling stories that they had never heard before.
When the cotton-padded jacket on my body was replaced by a jacket, it was already the spring of the fourth year of Tianqi.
The sky is no longer gloomy, there is no snow on the ground, and the fields in the suburbs have begun to sprout green shoots. Su Qianqian, who has stayed in the Tenth Prince's Mansion for several months, has begun to accept that she is no longer Kunning.
The maid of the palace was a small servant of Ting Yunxuan, and after being in contact with Jiang Wan for so long, she slowly let down her guard against this deacon who was always gentle and gentle with a smile on his face.
Now it seems that leaving the palace is not a bad thing. Mr. Jiang has never bullied people like him and treats them like his own sisters. Even if he accidentally makes mistakes sometimes, Mr. Jiang will laugh them off without even saying harsh words.
They didn't say anything, but everyone was a little afraid of Ms. Li, the manager of Yunxuan. But when everyone saw Ms. Li punishing those who made mistakes, she was not merciless at all.
Gradually, when everyone talks about the past topics in the palace, they no longer shy away from Mr. Jiang. In fact, such topics are not mentioned often. Obviously, everyone, like Su Qianqian, is not willing to look back on the past days.
However, there is one thing that cannot be avoided. They may not talk about it before, but after they gradually become familiar with it, they will always have to face this problem.
Just like that bright spring afternoon, everything was fine. Some of the little sisters were talking and laughing softly, while others were cleaning the house. And she, quietly walked to the girl who was basking in the sun and reading a book.
Next to Mr. Jiang, he refilled a pot of hot tea.
At this moment, Mr. Jiang suddenly turned his head and asked casually: "Qianqian, tell me, what mistake did you make to get kicked out of the palace?"
A few months ago, her first reaction to such a question would have been to shake her head, but now she looked at Mr. Jiang's gentle smile, and for some reason, she couldn't shake her head.
"It's because of the Queen's miscarriage!" She hesitated for a moment, then spoke: "Qing'er and Xiuxiu are from Chuxiu Palace, and the others, like me, are serving the Queen in Kunning Palace.
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"Oh!" Mr. Jiang said, as if he really asked the question casually, "I am just trying to offend you, you are pitiful!"
Seeing Mr. Jiang return his attention to the book, Su Qianqian suddenly spoke out of nowhere and said the thought that had been swirling in her heart.