Yun chujiu walked out of Lan Demao’s courtyard. When she saw Lan Luofang’s maid, Zi Hua, looking from afar, she knew that she was waiting for her.
As expected, when she saw Yun chujiu coming out, Zi Hua quickly ran over. “Miss, My Lady invites you over.”
Yun chujiu nodded. “Yesterday’s sweet and sour pork ribs were not bad. Remember to go to the big kitchen and get more.”
Zi Hua:”...”
What did she mean?
Was this person planning to freeload again? was she addicted to freeloading?
However, she did not dare to have any objections. This ancestor even dared to slaughter Zheng Mama and even beat up Zhu Keqing. Unless she was tired of living, she would only provoke her.
Zi Hua looked at Hong Ling sympathetically. It must be difficult to live with such a murderous devil, right?
Hong Ling looked at Zi Hua’s eyes with a complicated expression. Was it hard to live? It seemed not bad. At least when she slapped Xiang Yuan with her own hands, she felt better than ever.