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When Qiao Wan returned to the house, she glanced around and found that neither Guiqi nor Du Heng were there.

Perhaps he was tricked by her, so he felt guilty at this time.

Qiao Wan wasn't in a hurry, maybe because she didn't take it to heart in the first place.

After all, considering her age, she is already running for fourth grade.

But she came to the Cen family just for Mrs. Cen. The little tricks Guiqi and Du Heng did behind the scenes would become a big deal if they were exposed in front of the head of the Cen family.

Qiao Wan doesn't think any parent would look down upon someone who wants to seduce their son.

Now Guiqi has firmly established that Qiao Wan has some unclear thoughts about Cen Qingjia. After all, among the large group of maids, none of them had said a word to the masters, and Qiao Wan usually had a paralyzed face, didn't talk much, and was not gregarious.

Why did Cen Qingjia Duo look at it?

This is definitely intentional!

No wonder I took the initiative to ask for a job in the south study room. I must have found out early that the young master would pass by there.

Unintentionally becoming synonymous with "scheming" and "restless", Qiao Wan felt a little melancholy.

Sitting at the table, Qiao Wan waited for a while.

Finally, Guiqi and Du Heng came back.

As soon as the round-faced girl crossed the threshold, she caught sight of Qiao Wan sitting at the table, and her steps paused imperceptibly.

"Xin Yi, are you back?"

Guiqi carefully paid attention to Qiao Wan's expression, which looked unnatural, "Aunt Chen didn't embarrass you, did she?"

Qiao Wan shook her head, not intending to compromise with the girl in front of her.

"Did you throw water on me last night?"

Qiao Wan raised her eyes and stared straight at her, "There is also something about the eldest young master. It was you who told Grandma Chen, right?"

Guiqi's face suddenly stiffened.

Perhaps it was the first time she had done such a thing. There was a trace of panic in the girl's voice, and she forced a forced smile, "Xin Yi, what are you talking about?"

Qiao Wan repeated: "Did you do it?"

The smile on Guiqi's face froze again: "Xin Yi... what do you mean? Do you suspect that I did it? Did I tell Aunt Chen about this?"

Qiao Wan repeated: "Really?"

Guiqi's face sank, "What do you mean?!"

Du Heng looked at the two people confronting each other and took a step forward with a solemn expression and a frown on his face, "Xin Yi, what are you talking about? Guiqi was worried about you just now, so you misunderstood her like this?!"

Qiao Wan glanced past the two of them, her eyes dark and calm.

Du Heng, who was still pretending to be a reasonable guest, suddenly felt a lump in his throat and was speechless when he looked at the girl in front of him.

The girl in front of her looked as calm as a bystander, but her eyes were cold and stern.

After being swept away by this gaze, she suddenly forgot all the words she had just planned, and a feeling of fear emerged from the bottom of her heart.

Why...why do you have such a terrifying look in your eyes?

This... this kind of look was something she had only seen in the Cen Family Nursing Home.

But they are all monks, the monks who broke out of the **** fight.

Xin Yi has an ordinary appearance and nothing out of the ordinary. How could she be related to those monks?

Qiao Wan: "I know why you did this, but I have nothing to do with the young master."

With that said, Qiao Wan picked up the chair on the ground.

Under Du Heng's horrified gaze, he broke it off inch by inch with no expression on his face.

Not only was it broken, but it was also held in the palm of the hand and crushed into sawdust bit by bit.

"Maybe some people have thought this way, but I have never thought about climbing up to the young master and being his side."

Throwing the sawdust on the ground and clapping her hands, Qiao Wan's eyes fell on Guiqi.

The round-faced girl took a step back in fear. When Qiao Wan glanced at her like this, her heartbeat suddenly seemed to skip a beat, her face was burning, and tears suddenly came out.

"Even if you want to deal with the enemy, you shouldn't deal with me."

After saying this, Qiao Wan walked out silently, leaving the two people in the room behind.

As soon as he took a few steps, he heard intermittent sobbing coming from the room.

When Qiao Wan returned to the house at night, the atmosphere in the house was very awkward and silent.

Guiqi's eyes were red, and he had obviously cried.

Du Heng shared her hatred. While comforting Gui Qi, he looked at Qiao Wan and frowned.

Cliques among little girls are just what they are sometimes.

By the next day, Qiao Wan could feel that the other maids around her looked at her differently.

As soon as she walked into the courtyard, the maids who had been gathering in the courtyard to talk immediately took Guiqi's hand and dispersed.

While talking to Guiqi, he turned to look at Qiao Wan, with a bit of hostility and a bit of inquiry in his eyes. Some of them deliberately shouted loudly, "Some people don't even look at it." I only have a few kilograms and only think about those things."

"So what if I really fall in love with the young master? Can I really become an immortal?"

"Isn't it just that you have a little bit more strength? Hey, you're such a beast."

"Male Bull" Qiao Wan silently rolled up her sleeves, revealing her strong forearm muscles, walked to the well, raised her hand to fill a bucket of water, and threw it out without ceremony.

Bang!

The little maids in front of them took a step back in fear.

My eyes fell on Qiao Wan's arm again, and everyone was silent.

At this moment, a cold female voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

"What are you all doing here?!"

The little maids hurriedly turned around, and when they saw the visitor, they became as mute as a cat seeing a mouse.

"Chen...Nanny Chen..."

The woman glanced at Qiao Wan.

Someone among the maids took a step forward unwillingly, "Ms. Chen... Xin Yi..."

Before he finished speaking, someone pulled him back.

Guiqi's eyes turned red and he shook his head, "Forget it..."

Ms. Chen then turned her gaze away from Qiao Wan, turned around, and said with a cold face, "Everyone come in, I have something to explain."

Everyone reluctantly entered the house, and before leaving, they did not forget to glare at Qiao Wan.

When the maids lined up and stood, Nanny Chen spoke and brought a piece of news.

"The little maid in charge of serving tea and water in Madam's house had something happen at home and returned to her hometown."

"Now there is a vacant job in Madam's house, who among you would like to do it?"

As soon as these words came out, the maids in the room became commotion.

The people in Madam’s room! I can go to the lady’s house to serve you!

Although she is just a little sweeping maid who brings tea and water, being able to serve in the madam's room is simply a good job that fell from the sky.

Immediately, someone brave took a step forward and said, "I am willing."

Nanny Chen lowered her eyelids and said, "Don't worry."

"Do you think it's so easy to get to Madam's room?"

"The maids serving in Madam's house are all first-class in appearance and virtue."

"It's just you maids who work hard." The woman said with a smile, "Even if you want to serve me, you have to let me see if you have the ability."

"Which of you wants to go?" Nanny Chen pointed to the left, "Stand here."

With a whoop, everyone stood up.

Of course that includes Qiao Wan.

"Very good." Grandma Chen nodded without emotion, "Let's start with you, what do you want to know?"

The maid in the lead looked excited, "Slave...Slave is hard-working. She has been doing embroidery work at home since she was a child. She is good at embroidery work. Grandma, do you want to see the handkerchief I made?"

As he spoke, he reached out and took it from his sleeve.

Who doesn’t know that Mrs. Cen’s wife has a hand with the "Hanging Silk Spirit Needle"?

Unexpectedly, Grandma Chen didn’t even look at it and sneered, “It’s not like there are no embroiderers in the house. There are many embroiderers who are better than you. If you want to be an embroiderer so much, why are you here in the first place? ”

The maid in the lead gave an aggrieved smack and retreated silently.

When it was Guiqi's turn, Guiqi blessed Fu Shen with neither humility nor arrogance, "I know how to order tea, do more than a hundred hair styles, and have some knowledge of music theory."

The expression on Grandma Chen's face could not be said to be satisfied, nor could she be said to be dissatisfied. She nodded lightly and asked her to retreat.

Before retreating, Guiqi did not forget to glance at Qiao Wan.

The eyes are cold.

Feeling the faint hostility and provocation in his eyes, Qiao Wan moved his eyes away from her.

"It's your turn."

Nanny Chen: "What do you know?"

Qiao Wan walked forward without changing her expression, "I know everything."

Nanny Chen’s brows suddenly knitted together, “Can you do everything?”

Qiao Wan leaned forward and said, "I know everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I am also proficient in martial arts."

Before he could speak, there was a burst of boos from behind.

All the maids were shocked by Qiao Wan's bold words.

Seeing Qiao Wan's calm expression, everyone else blushed a little for her.

You know how to do everything, but are you crazy about wanting to serve in your wife’s house?

Nanny Chen sneered, "That's not a small tone."

What Qiao Wan said was entirely true.

At this time, I have to thank Lu Bihan for his hard work over the years and diligently training Qiao Wan into a dignified lady.

Although Zhou Yan has never revealed Lu Bihan's origin, his surname is Lu, and he should be born into a branch of the Lu family, one of the three major aristocratic families.

Under the guidance of senior brother for decades, Qiao Wan has learned more or less something basic, no matter how unsatisfactory he is.

At least I can barely bring it out to see people.

"Whether it is true or not, you will know after you try it."

Qiao Wan raised his eyes.

It was Guiqi who spoke.

Guiqi smiled, "Is it true or false? Why not give it a try. If what Xin Yi said is true, it will open our eyes."

"I don't know as much as Xin Yi, but I do know a little bit about the music theory of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, I don't know much and my learning is poor." Guiqi turned to Qiao Wan, "I don't know if you are willing, Xin Yi." Give me some advice."

When Qiao Wan met Guiqi's eyes, she knew that she was already thinking about her.

Qiao Wan took the flute that she bought casually in Youxian Town last time.

Unexpectedly, Guiqi also used a flute.

Holding the flute, Guiqi saluted Nanny Chen, placed it in front of her lips and started to play.

The girl's face is like a silver plate, her eyebrows are like a painting, and she lowers her eyes intently.

The sound of the flute is long, fresh and melodious. At the climax, the emotions are full and strong, with twists and turns, and progresses layer by layer.

There is a strong intention to not give up until Qiao Wan is strangled to death.

The song ended, and the lingering sound lingered.

After playing this song, Guiqi seemed to think that he had performed well, and his face showed a bit of pride.

He saluted Qiao Wan and signaled her to invite him.

Qiao Wan calmly picked up the flute, there is music in the world.

Entering the Tao through music can kill enemies and heal wounds. Music can connect all things in the world. A powerful person who practices music can even cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split apart when he plays a song.

Compared with Guiqi, Qiao Wan actually cheated a bit.

The sound of the flute is like flying down from the clouds, and the artistic conception is high and broad.

At the end of the song, Guiqi's face became stiff and his whole body felt a little cold.

To be able to brag like this, it is obvious that he is not an ordinary person.

Recalling the scene of Qiao Wan breaking a chair with his bare hands a few days ago, Guiqi was shocked and couldn't stop trembling.

Lu Wan...is she really a monk?

At first I thought he was a bully, and he was lying when he said he knew how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

But judging from this hand flute song, it seems that it is really not a lie?

The maids present could not help but be shocked, and their faces became a little ugly when they thought of what they had just said not long ago.

The answer is already out.

Qiao Wan went to take the blame.

When Grandma Chen spoke, no one dared to argue.

After the meeting, Qiao Wan walked away.

Unexpectedly, Guiqi suddenly caught up with him and asked stiffly, "I heard that there are music cultivators among monks."

"Lu Wan," Guiqi stared at her, "Are you Lexiu?"

Qiao Wan stopped, shook her head, and stretched her hands to her waist.

Under Guiqi's horrified eyes, he slowly pulled out a snow-white rib.

Qiao Wan stuffed the ribs into Guiqi's hand and grinned sinisterly, "I am a physical practitioner."

The ribs on the hand have beautiful lines and a little warmth.

Dang Cang!

Guiqi fell to the ground without taking a breath. He kicked his ribs on the ground and kicked them two feet away. He was almost scared to death! !

The woman looked at Qiao Wan with cold sweat, as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

It seemed like two big characters were smashed down on his head.

Done.

Lu Wan... Lu Wan is not a human being! !

Where is the monk here? ! This is not a **** human being at all! ! !

*

The next day, Qiao Wan packed up and prepared to go to work.

For this reason, Qiao Wan worked hard to leave a good impression on Mrs. Cen first and then act on her own initiative.

She was led by a maid named Mu Fang, who was also in the early stages of Qi training.

Mrs. Cen, whose real name is Jiang and named Jiang Rou, now lives in the "Hanshan Courtyard". There is a sparsely planted clump of bamboo in the courtyard, which diverts the water into a stream. It is very sparse and elegant.

Qiao Wan stopped and looked up.

Noticing Qiao Wan's pause, Mu Fang followed Qiao Wan's gaze and said, "That brothel is the residence of the head of the family."

Looking south from Hanshan Courtyard, you can see a corner of the brothel, standing under the blue sky, facing Hanshan Courtyard in the distance.

Qiao Wan raised her feet again and followed Mu Fang's footsteps, feeling a little confused in her heart.

Don’t the head of the Cen family live with Mrs. Cen?

There was an extra person in the yard, Mu Fang led Qiao Wan over to show his face to Mrs. Cen.

Until now, she seems to have never been so nervous. Qiao Wan's heart was pounding.

As soon as he followed Mu Fang into the house, he saw a woman sitting on the couch, flipping through the Buddhist scriptures on the small table.

That is Mrs. Cen of the Cen family.

Mrs. Cen...

It was different from what she imagined.

The woman's appearance is not very beautiful, just like the furnishings in the courtyard, it is a bit plain.

Willow eyebrows, an oval face, drooping temples, a faint white color on her lips, and a gold bracelet on her snow-white wrist.

But she seemed to have never seen such a gentle female nun.

Qiao Wan was a little dazed.

There are many female cultivators with gentle personalities. Even female medical cultivators have a bit of edge to them.

But it is rare to see someone as gentle as spring breeze, as calm as spring water, and with a gentle and soft tone like the one in front of me.

"Is this your new maid?"

Mrs. Cen put down the Buddhist scripture in her hand, raised her head, glanced at Qiao Wan, smiled slowly and softly at her, and spoke slowly and leisurely.

Without time to be stunned, Qiao Wan quickly followed Mu Fang and bowed, "I pay my respects to you, madam."

With a quick glance, I suddenly saw a hanging sword on the wall.

The apricot red sword has a light and nimble body, as if holding a cup of autumn water.

Mrs. Cen looked at Mu Fang with a helpless smile, "I don't need so many people in my house, so why do you bother to find someone here again."

Hearing this, Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat.

Mrs. Cen seemed to have thought of something, tilted her head and asked, "Are there enough people in the second young master's room?"

Mu Fang: "The second young master just came back from the Great Sun Temple. When he came back, he dismissed the maids in the house. Now only Rujing is left to serve in the house."

"Rujing is just a servant after all, so that's not enough." Mrs. Cen shook her head, her eyes falling on Qiao Wan again.

He is very gentle, his eyes are like a pool of bright spring water, gentle and touching, and seems to contain a little encouragement.

Mrs. Cen smiled slightly, "Let Xin Yi... go wait in the second young master's room."

Suddenly, several big characters appeared in Qiao Wan's head, and they came down with a "boom".

It’s over,

Busy in vain.