Mr. Bai was stunned and realized that he was referring to the eldest lady of the Ming family, the current Princess Mourning.
He pondered for a while: "This... big change may stimulate people's mental growth."
Shangguan Hongye elegantly picked up the teapot and poured tea for Mr. Bai: "Anyway, this woman looks much more interesting than before. If used properly, she will be a very useful knife."
...
It's night, at the Prince's Mansion.
Ming Lanruo stood under the eaves wearing a rabbit velvet and blue satin cloak, watching the servants hang up the new palace lanterns one by one.
"The Queen Mother asked the people from the Palace Affairs Department to send a lot of new furniture, and the old slaves have registered them all one by one." Grandma Wang stood aside holding the account book respectfully.
She has changed into a new green and brown Fulu fine cotton long coat, and has sterling silver beads on her hair, making her look like a housekeeper.
"That is the grace of the empress. Show it all. I will go to the palace tomorrow to thank you." Ming Lanruo rubbed the gilt hand warmer in his hand and sighed softly.
The emperor didn't like her and wouldn't take care of her even if he knew it. Only the Queen Mother was willing to take care of her.
Grandma Wang hesitated for a while, then muttered: "One more thing, Princess... the letter of two hundred taels of silver sent by the Palace Affairs Secretary has paid out the monthly payment that Grandma Zhang owed to the servant.
There aren’t many left, but we still need some more people.”
Ming Lanruo took the two thousand silver notes from her sleeve and gave it to Grandma Wang: "I borrowed this. All the expenses of the house will be taken from this silver first, and then I will buy some clean servants. Loyalty is
The most important thing."
There were only seven or eight slaves in Prince Mourning's Mansion. After she had Ya Zifa sell off the old slaves who were with Nanny Zhang, there were only four people left in the huge palace.
Grandma Wang carefully collected the money and said, "Don't worry, I understand."
Ming Lanruo explained again: "By the way, someone will come to the door tonight. No matter who it is, the message must be sent to me as soon as possible."
Grandma Wang immediately nodded: "Old slave, I will go and guard the door right now."
When Ming Lanruo returned to her room, Tingting had prepared hot water and put in the medicinal ingredients that Ming Lanruo had prepared herself.
The room was filled with the fragrance of herbs. Ming Lanruo sat in the tub, put the towel on her head in a good mood, closed her eyes and leaned against the tub.
As long as Shangguan Hongye still thinks she is valuable, he will definitely agree to her request and must do his best to protect her father.
The warm steam came up, dyeing her delicate and creamy white skin a seductive pink color.
The door suddenly opened with a "squeak" sound.
A bit of cold wind blew in. Ming Lanruo closed her eyes and said lazily: "Tingting, close the door. It won't be good if the medicinal energy dissipates."
The door was then closed properly.
Ming Lanruo's long hair, which was placed outside the barrel, was carefully held up. A green sandalwood comb was dipped in osmanthus oil, and was combed bit by bit starting from her scalp, massaging the acupoints soothingly.
She closed her eyes and raised her hand softly and lazily to gently support the other person's wrist: "It turns out that Tingting also knows acupoint massage."
But the next moment, she suddenly tried her best to drag the other person's hand into the water with her backhand.
"No matter who you are, you'd better not move around. This water and steam contain Miaojiang poison. If you can't get out of this door, you will die!" She opened her eyes coldly.
The moment the other person's fingers touched her scalp, she knew that the person coming was definitely not Tingting!
"Haha... I didn't know when you became a master of poison." A magnetic but unpredictable laughter sounded behind her ears.
Ming Lanruo's eyes suddenly opened slightly, and his scalp exploded.
Her face flushed, and she instinctively sank into the bathtub, raising her hand to cover herself with a handkerchief.
But the next moment, Cang Qiao held down her wrist with her backhand, and the veil she was wearing to cover her body fell into his hand.
Ming Lanruo froze and could only hurriedly raise her hands to hug her chest.
He dipped the handkerchief in water, wiped her slender white shoulders gently, and said calmly: "What are you hiding from? I haven't seen anything on you?"
Ming Lanruo froze, biting her lip in shame and embarrassment: "Don't do this..." This chapter has been completed!
