Chapter 147 (1/2)

People who have power and money like to live in big houses. It's a grand house. When the guests look at the grand mansion before entering, they feel a trace of envy and treat the host family more attentively, unless their own house is better than the host's.

If Fu Rong had the heart to fawn on the prince's mansion, it would be a pleasure to walk in this beautiful garden, but she didn't have this idea. She was tired of seeing the scenery of the county princess, so she walked slowly behind the Lotus Bridge under the bright sun in early summer, and sometimes had to be smoked by the inferior jasmine fragrance. Fu Rong would not like to, and murmured to the back of the Lotus Bridge. It's no wonder that she can only be a third-class servant girl. Because of her preference for incense, she is really disgusted with the princess of the county. If you don't use it well, you'd better not use it.

Lan Xiang saw that her girl's nose was sweating. She couldn't help but sigh: ”the garden of the prefecture's mansion is really big.”

Lianqiao listened and looked at the rockery in front of her and said with a smile, ”it's fast. After that rockery, you can walk a few more steps to your mother's place.”

Indeed, Fu Rong resisted the impulse to fan with his hand and continued to move forward.

When the rockery was still about 20 steps away, Lianqiao was so nervous that her forehead was covered with sweat. Fortunately, she walked ahead and was not seen by master Fu Rong.

How could she not be nervous?

In case the matter comes to light, she and the other man conspire against the magistrate's girl. Without the magistrate's words, the county princess will be the first to kill her.

But she couldn't help it.

That's Qi CE. Qi Boyu, the eldest son of the Qi family, is the best childe in Xindu City, second only to the eldest son. The aristocratic son is noble and despises these servant girls. Even if she admires them secretly like other servant girls, she does not dare to covet. However, Qi CE fell in love with her. On that day, she came to deliver a message. He suddenly appeared. After several encounters, he pulled her to the back of the rockery.

Those gentle eyes like the lake, let her deeply sink in, fall on the forehead of a kiss, make her fascinated, even feel that he wants her, she is willing to give.

But zice didn't ask her, he just asked her to do something.