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Chapter 108 A Day in the Life of the White-haired Maid

Wei Lai likes Ouyang Rong touching her hair.

This gave her an amazing sense of security.

Huddled in his arms, just like returning to the small cage in the backyard of Jinxiaokou Maxing.

Yes.

A small cage is not a bondage.

It's Xiaojia.

Because she is not a canary, but an ugly duckling.

If she leaves the cage, everyone outside will bully her.

Everything loathes her.

Wei Lai wiped it carefully, lowered her head and bit her lip: "It doesn't matter, sister Banxi, I'll go change it."

After returning to the house, he was reading and meditating at the desk again. Only when she went to serve tea and water, could he see the master looking up and smiling at her, and saying thank you or thank you for your hard work. Wei Lai was happy for a few days.

Ouyang Rong, the county magistrate of Longcheng, lived a very simple life. There were not many maids in Meiluyuan, only about a dozen of them, but the only ones he was familiar with were Wei Lai and Banxi, and there were a few more familiar ones. , is the personal servant girl by my aunt's side.

One of the most frequently asked questions is whether she has missed her hometown.

I don't know which one to praise.

Came to the quiet courtyard next to the plum grove.

And the tenderness between the master and her is not without it.

Came to Meilu Garden.

A quarter of an hour later, when he went to bed to rest, he could quickly warm up, caressing her silver hair, and fell into a deep sleep.

Surrounded by the darkness and the warm breath of her master, she seemed to have returned to the small cage in the backyard of Jinxiaokou Maxing.

……

At this time, the master always chuckled, "I support you if you answer, and I don't answer if I answer, right?" and stretched out her hands to pinch her hot face that was still flushed.

He never said it.

Most of the time, in fact, they are spent in the long wait in the house without an owner during the day, looking forward to the blue sky outside the door.

Sister Banxi and the others like to "invade" her and the master's yard more and more.

Although it's still a little trance along the way.

What's not enough?

The master actually liked her calling it that way, at least when Wei Lai hugged him and called him master, his body reacted so vigorously that he liked it.

"Then come in."

Therefore, Wei Lai never envied the sky outside, but instead relied on her little home like a birdcage.

Until, I met the owner.

So Wei Lai felt that what the bloody master said was a very lame reason.

Wei Lai lived very peacefully.

The Silla maidservant put her hands in front of her body and lifted a mahogany pastry box. When she saw the light in the study, her eyes lit up and she walked over.

At this time, Wei Lai couldn't help but peek at his focused profile.

He glanced at Wei Lai halfway.

But most of the nights are as plain as above, and the warmth and ambiguity only exist occasionally.

Then she would go to bed a quarter of an hour earlier, first untie the drooping temples that had been combed for a day, and casually tie the waist-length silver hair into a ball that was easy for him to touch, and let it fall in front of her right shoulder, then she took off her underwear, only wearing pink Pink apron and obscene trousers, sneaked into the bed like a little snake, warming the bed for the master.

Banxi walked straight into the courtyard with the four big servant girls, looked around the empty courtyard, and did not look at the white-haired servant girl behind her.

The little face gradually satisfies and calmly floats up to sleep.

"Lang Jun, the eldest lady asked the servants to bring you some delicious food." Ban Xirou said softly.

In fact, this is the normal state of life in this Meilin courtyard.

By the way, in addition to this, there is another thing that cannot be escaped in the life of Meiluyuan.

In a rich family, serving tea and water to the master is a job that a bunch of maids compete over and over.

So Wei Lei came out.

"Who's here?"

This is the daily life of her personal servant girl.

And every time in the middle of the night, when the master and servant embraced each other to rest, the master would always ask her some strange questions.

At the entrance of the Meilin Courtyard with two vermilion lanterns hanging.

Occasionally, when the pad of the index finger hurts, and there are thin blood beads on it that gradually grow larger, the master will grab her small hand, look closely at it, and bandage her.

Another time.

The double courtyard door was originally only opened a crack by the white-haired maid inside the door, revealing her pair of looking eyes, but now there was a "clang" sound, and someone forcibly pushed it away from the outside.

With a nonchalant expression on Ban Xing's face, Chao Weilai smiled softly, and left with the four maids behind her who had teasing eyes.

Of course, Wei Lai felt sorry for the master who got up early and snorted and didn't sleep well, so she restrained herself and waited until he fell asleep every night before quietly stretching out her little hand and silently retracting into the master's arms.

Wei Lai actually didn't quite understand.

Banxi walked into the study with the four maidservants.

But Wei Lai carefully discovered that every time he hugged him to sleep in advance like this, it would take a while for the master's breathing to become regular in the dark and fall into a deep sleep.

Only occasionally in the dark bed and bedding room, on a night of joy and hustle and bustle, I did some well-behaved tea ceremony that let nature take its course, and the effective water control of Butterfly Creek that is simple but memorable.

Wei Lai was wearing a sky-blue maid skirt and combed her pretty sideburns. She staggered back a few steps and almost fell down the steps.

But Willie has a new little cage.

All he smelled in his nose was his breath, and sometimes his taste was also tasted in his mouth. When he woke up from a dream all night, his eyes were all his eyes.

Wei Lai jumped back two steps from the heat.

Hot or next.

Ouyang Rong didn't pay much attention to these things, and didn't feel that he was special. Wei Lai and his aunt arranged to take care of his basic necessities on weekdays. The sense of déjà vu of being safe and secure and concentrating on reading.

And Wei Lai will prepare thin wicker and mouthwash for him every time.

But she doesn't know what her hometown looks like at all, so why miss it.

This was done out of fear of disturbing his sleep.

"I-I'm fine."

Wei Lai looked down, and anxiously wiped the fabric of the dress on her chest and abdomen that were wet with tea.

Mrs. Zhen didn't like it, and Mr. Lang didn't seem to be broken...

She was a little bit ignorant about this, and she didn't know much about it. She only knew that she didn't hug him tightly every time, and obeyed the soft guidance, but her small face was always buried in his chest...

Banxi turned her head and reprimanded the maidservant: "Haven't you eaten, you can't even stand still, really."

Can't go wrong.

Every night at Haizheng, I would leave the desk on time, brush my teeth and go to bed, and sleep with my eyes closed.

And if you don't hug him before going to bed, the master who has been tired all day will almost fall asleep after touching the pillow, and occasionally snore slightly.

Wei Lai turned around and went to the west wing to boil water and make a pot of tea.

"My lady asked us to send some mung bean cakes to Tan Lang, please let me out of the way."

Wei Lai stood quietly on the porch for a while.

But Banxi waited for the elder sisters to not leave. I don't know when they started. They made a pot of tea and were standing aside, serving the master to drink tea.

Only then did Wei Lai discover that there are warmer and more glorious existences outside than the blue and white sky, the starry sky late at night, the green hills in the distance, and the flowers blooming in the corner of the wall.

It's a pity that it was a white-haired girl who was brought back.

Wei Lai knew that it was the master who missed his hometown.

The white-haired maid lowered her eyes, stopped obediently, held a plate in her hand, and bowed her knees: "Sister Banxi."

The white-haired maid looked calm, as if she had already gotten used to it.

In fact, the master allowed her to hug him when he was awake, and she did not object.

But what Ouyang Rong didn't know was that every day when he came home, all the maidservants in Meilu Garden who were a little bit motivated would pay attention to the male master openly and secretly, wishing to work for him and be in front of him. Show your face a lot, and with a single word from him, they will be able to raise their status under Zhen's subordinates.

It was dark inside, and she hadn't turned on the light.

Instead, he asked her if she would go back to her hometown if she had the chance.

As if he heard the movement in the yard, Ouyang Rong asked curiously.

Although the owner is very busy most of the time, almost running outside during the day,.

But Wei Lai is a personal servant girl, who can sleep with her master in her arms every night.

The master also asked her to call Tan Lang instead, but Wei Lai only agreed to call him that in front of people, and insisted on calling him master when they were alone.

Although when we met for the first time, I was still a little afraid of his extended hand.

In fact, Wei Lei is very easy to be satisfied.

Of course Wei Lai shook her head like a rattle, her silver hair swaying cutely in the darkness.

The big maid apologized, took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her symbolically.

And perhaps because of her blood, Wei Lai found that as long as her nutrition keeps up and she eats more eggs and meat, her body will be much plumper than girls of the same age.

Apart from the habit, it is mainly Wei Lai's keen discovery...

In the courtyard, Banxi passed by the four maidservants and Weilai who was serving tea.

If Ouyang Rong and Zhen's had brought back from Kou Ma Xing an expensive maidservant with both beauty and art, then the maids including Banxi would not have had much desire to compete at all, instead they would have made friends with each other.

As for the private and embarrassing bed thing.

When she heard the sound of the courtyard door closing behind her, she moved her footsteps and walked silently to the study.

Although in the Meilu Garden, the eldest lady Zhenshi, Banxi and other companions did not treat her very well.

After half an hour.

After hearing the sound of Banxi waiting for someone to leave the study in the courtyard outside, the white-haired servant girl let out a sigh of relief, took the tea and sent it to the study.

If she was a little more courageous and frivolous, she would reply at that time, how would the master know if he didn't try?Doesn't the master often say "you must know what you have to do"?

Actually not, but Wei Lai, who was lying on his chest, would still nod slightly and say "a little bit".

And the master has not completely broken her body.

In fact, Wei Lai heard from the other sisters in Meiluyuan that the personal servant girl should have a job to do after the master goes to bed, and they even laughed at her, saying that the master didn't like her so they didn't touch her.

Wei Lai, who is extremely sensitive to the master's various subtle reactions and emotions, nodded quietly. It turns out that the master will also disagree...

Ouyang Rong didn't pay much attention and continued to study.

Although the rain on the eaves often made her wet, the ants on the bluestone steps under her feet often bullied her.

Wei Lai has gotten used to the current life.

Not long after, in the study, Ouyang Rong, who was not focused on drinking tea, put down his cup and continued to write at his desk. He waited half a minute for the big maid to take her leave and leave the study.

The host is very self-disciplined.

Locking her heart firmly, she never wanted to leave this time.

Wei Lai lowered her head and stood there waiting.

Just like the world of black and white, when colors appear, how can she not make her quietly look sideways.

Wei Lai could tell that he seemed to be busy with a very important event, and put all his energy on it. He wandered around a place called Di Gongzha and Luming Street every day. It's different from the little maids who live in the deep house and fight against each other every day.

Therefore, Wei Lai's position as a personal servant girl in the Merlin Courtyard is extremely sought-after in the Meilu Court.

As for Miss Xie, who is only a few years younger than the owner in the Su Mansion next door, if placed in the countryside of Longcheng County, she would be considered an older leftover woman. These slaves and poor people are different.

late at night.

Banxiu nodded, and glanced at the back of the white hairy maid as she entered the room.

In a mansion of a wealthy family, there are hundreds of maids and maids, but not many can show their faces in front of the master. Sometimes the master doesn't even remember that there is such a person at home, so he can only spend his whole life in the laundry room Do the dirty work.

Wei Lai changed another skirt, left the room, and went to the study.

These things that happened in the dead of night are actually just small episodes in the life of Meiluyuan.

But Wei Lai still couldn't bear to poke the master, even seeing his face racking his brains to make excuses, she felt guilty and distressed.

Every day during the day, when he was away, apart from learning the skills of various maids from the eyes of her companions, she just sat silently in the room in a daze, looking at the sky on the eaves outside the door, looking forward to the dark.

On the promenade, the two parties met again.

This is the new dress the master ordered for her last time when he stopped by a tailor shop in Dongshi.

In the silent yard, there was a "bang".

When she reached the corridor outside the study, she stopped suddenly.

He said that he saw that the maids in the courtyard of the Junior Sisters of the Su Mansion were all wearing this kind of pretty maid skirt, and he thought she might look better in it, so he casually asked the clothing store and bought one for her.

like now.

When passing by, the big maid who accidentally "falled" and bumped into Wei Lai just now turned her head and praised: "Sister Wei Lai's dress is pretty."

"Oh, I'm sorry, sister Wei Lai, my foot slipped just now, are you okay?"

In the study room, the master put down the scroll and sat in front of the window to rest, holding a steaming teacup in his hand.

Sometimes when the darkness quiets down, the little sweaty face in the quilt looks up and whispers to the master, but he closes his eyes and pretends to be stupid, and sometimes when he gets scared, he explains a lame reason in a low voice, saying that he is afraid of her The small body can't stand it.

But at this moment, a maidservant who was closest to Wei Lai seemed to be unstable, she pounced on Wei Lai lightly, and pushed her along the way.

And every time this time, the master will be surprisingly silent.

And at night, when the master was studying under the lamp, she would silently serve tea and water, fold his clothes and fold his quilt, or move an embroidered stool to his desk, squinting her eyes like a kitten to talk to him. The old yellow firelight that is as warm as the breath, a little clumsy practice needlework, sewing spring clothes.

But Wei Lai knew that her master was not quite the same as the men they talked about.

And before the master closed his eyes and fell asleep, Wei Lai would not stretch out her little hands to hug him, let alone press her legs on him like an octopus that night.

When I come back for dinner at night, I mainly accompany the eldest lady Zhenshi, and I can only chat with her on the corridor on the way back to the house after dinner.

She was one or two years older than that girl Ah Qing, and the latter was already ready to marry in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it was even too late.

In the yard, through the silhouette of the window, Wei Lai saw Ban Xi and others gathered around the desk, obediently and courteously flattering the master, she remained silent.

Weilai knew very well that she was blocking the way of her sisters.

At least that's how she looks.

On the long corridor, the white-haired maid who wanted to keep a warm and ordinary life, her beautiful gray-blue eyes became more and more calm.

　These two chapters want to write some daily characters, although the writing may not be very good... so it is a bit watery, sorry brothers.

　　
　
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