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Qian Xue wanted to retort. She had never been lazy. However, it was obvious that Jing Yu was in a bad mood now, so it was better for her to speak less.

Jing Yu followed Qian Xue into the house and sat down on the round stool in the room very comfortably.

Qian Xue stood her umbrella against the wall and looked a little cautiously at Jing Yu who was in the presence of the old god.

While she was rummaging through her clothes, she was distracted to pay attention to Jing Yu, and found that he had no intention of leaving, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Seeing Jing Yu pouring herself a cup of cold tea, she finally couldn't help but said: "Master, I want to change my clothes. You..."

She stopped mid-sentence, hoping that Jing Yu could understand what she meant.

Unexpectedly, Jing Yu looked at her and raised his eyebrows, smiling without any trace of embarrassment.

"Do you still need these false gifts between you and me? Is there anything about you that I haven't seen before?"

Although Jing Yu told the truth, Qian Xue still felt like her head was exploding and her cheeks were hot.

Young Master, him! Why do you talk like a slut!

Qian Xue pinched her clothes and looked at Jing Yu, who did not give in and even smiled when he looked at her.

Qian Xue hesitated for a long time, but was still defeated.

She could only find some clothes to hang beside the bed to block a small area, then hide behind the small shelter and change clothes quickly.

She had just taken off her socks and lower clothes, and was wiping her wet legs and feet with linen cloth when Jing Yu's voice came to her again.

"You used to meet Jingxuan in private, but were you also this secretive?"

Qianxue didn't realize what Jing Yu meant. After thinking for a long time, she finally nodded calmly.

Although she had no special relationship with Jingxuan, it would not be good if someone saw that they had met in private.

Especially since Zhao had so many methods of torturing people and was very suspicious, no matter whether there was something wrong or not, he was afraid that he would end up being beaten to death with a stick.

Jing Yu snorted coldly and his expression turned cold.

"So, you are avoiding Jingxuan just like you are avoiding me?"

Qianxue heard the anger in Jing Yu's words and hurriedly wrapped her clothes around her body and walked out from behind the cover.

"Back to the young master, there is nothing transgressive in my dealings with the second young master. It's just..."

Jing Yu urged impatiently: "If you have anything to say, just say it and you still hesitate in front of me?"

"The young master doesn't know. There used to be six maids in the eldest lady's yard. The slave girl was the last one to go to her. Naturally, you have to be careful no matter what you do."

She straightened her collar and slowly walked to stand in front of Jing Yu.

"So, even if you and the second young master bump into each other by chance and chat a few words, you must always pay attention to whether there is anyone around and whether they will be looked at by others."

She sighed, "Otherwise, this slave will not be able to explain clearly even if she is covered with blood. If the eldest lady finds out, it will be even more difficult."

She raised her eyes to look at Jing Yu, her eyes filled with sincerity.

Jing Yu knew Qian Xue well. She had never been someone who could lie without blinking an eye. After listening to her confession, he understood the difficulty and situation she was in at that time.

It is even more impossible to have any personal relationship with Jingxuan.

"You didn't get along well with all the maids around the eldest lady at that time?"

"My slave, Liuli and Hubo got along well. It's just that Liuli was asked to leave by the third young master, and elder sister Hubo was dealt with by the eldest lady because she had feelings for the prime minister. So, she lived a little more carefully afterwards." Jing Yu He also recalled the confession she made to Jingxuan when he asked Qianxue to come out of Zhao's courtyard. It seemed that she didn't say it deliberately because she wanted to be in a high position, but because she was framed by others and had no choice but to say it. Just don't think of a way to survive.

Jing Yu's eyes darkened slightly, and a murderous intention rose in his heart.

"Master, the ginger tea is ready." Grandma Li's voice sounded outside the door.

Jing Yu asked Nanny Li to enter the house. Qian Xue quickly walked a few steps to meet her at the door and quickly took the things over.

Jing Yu smelled the strong smell of ginger and drank a bowl of ginger tea without even frowning.

He turned his head and saw Qianxue holding the bowl with both hands and taking a sip.

"Mother Li, please prepare some hot water. She got caught in the rain today and needs a hot bath."

Grandma Li smiled and said, "It has been prepared for a long time. When she finishes drinking the ginger tea, she will ask them to bring hot water."

Jing Yu nodded, looked at Nanny Li, handed Qian Xue to her, then opened the door and left.

Qianxue raised her head and secretly glanced at Jing Yu's leaving figure. After the door was closed, she dared to ask in a low voice: "It's so late, does the young master have anything else to do?"

Aunt Li just smiled and did not answer. Instead, she sat next to Qian Xue and touched her forehead with her hand.

"It's fine if you don't have a fever. I'll bring you some water."

Qianxue nodded obediently and couldn't help but feel grateful to Nanny Li. As long as she didn't offend Jing Yu's interests, she would treat her with sincere love.

When the hot water filled the tub, Qianxue discovered that Grandma Li was still in the room.

"Mommy, it's so late. You should go and rest quickly. I can do it myself."

But Nanny Li smiled softly, took the handkerchief, and then advised Qianxue to get into the bathtub quickly.

"I'll help you clean up, otherwise it will take you a long time just to wash your hair. I'm afraid the water will have cooled down by then."

Qianxue felt a little awkward, "I... I've been doing this all by myself since I was a child, and no one has ever helped me."

Aunt Li smiled and rubbed her long hair with a gentle voice: "I understand that when a family gives birth to a son, he has basically been serving the master's family since he can remember. My girl and I are the same."

Qianxue wet her head and looked at Nanny Li with innocent eyes.

Grandma Li was touched by her deer-like eyes, and she couldn't help but recall some of the previous things.

"When I was less than five years old, I already followed my girl. I went in and out with her. I also read, read, and learned accounting with her. Later, I married with her."

Her eyes were full of tenderness and nostalgia as she recalled, and the strength of her hands rubbing Qianxue's arms became much weaker.

Qianxue was infected by her warmth and couldn't help but also smile, "My wife must be an elegant and gentle lady, and she treats everyone well."

Nanny Li's eyes were crooked, "That's not true. My girls are all outstanding in this imperial capital full of nobles. Later, she married the prime minister and had an eldest young master..."

Her smile gradually disappeared and her voice dropped.

"I'm really old. I always like to mention these old things from the past."

Qian Xue was keenly aware that what happened later about Jing Yu might not be a happy topic.

She hung her arms on the edge of the tub, tilted her head slightly and leaned towards Nanny Li, her tone soft and waxy.

"It's a pity that I am not blessed enough to be able to see the late Madam."