Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 411 You are so polite

Mo Qingling was also a little surprised, she didn't expect that Jimo City would really send someone to pick her up.She really didn't want to go to the Prince's Mansion, because she felt that the purpose of Jimo City would not be as simple as he said.

"Shuangxue, don't be so busy," Mo Qingling said to Shuangxue.

"Miss, don't you plan to go?" Shuangxue stopped, looked at Mo Qingling and asked.

"I didn't say that, go and bring me that rabbit fur cloak, let's go now!" Mo Qingling stood up as she said that, lowered her head and straightened the folds on her dress.

"Just go like this?" Shuangxue looked at Mo Qingling with her mouth open and asked, her young lady was only dressed in a milky white plain dress.Her hair was not tied up yet, so she tied half of her hair loosely with a ribbon, and just went to the Prince's Mansion like this, isn't it a little too insignificant.

"En." Mo Qingling nodded.

The corners of Hong Ling's mouth twitched, she looked at Mo Qingling with her head disturbed and said, "Miss is dressed like this, it is not good to go to the Prince's Mansion!" After all, this is going to the Prince's Mansion, so it is too plain Bar!Not to mention dressing up to be unparalleled in beauty, but let's not dress up a little!

Mo Qingling looked down at her dress and said indifferently: "I think it's pretty good, you have to remember, I'm going to be a cook, not to run for the crown princess. Aren't you going to get the cloak, Shuangxue?" What's the matter, do you want me to just go like this?"

"Young maidservant, go and get it now!" Shuangxue replied in a low voice, holding the dress unwillingly, walking towards the closet.Anyway, she knew that once the young lady made a decision, she would never change it.And their lady is right, she is indeed a cook, not to choose a princess, and it is indeed a beautiful book that does not need to be worn.But, this is not to see the prince, is it?She still felt in her heart that Miss should dress up properly.

Shuangxue went to get the cloak, and after Mo Qingling put it on, she led Shuangxue out of the house, leaving Hong Ling to look after the house.When Yangchun Baixue saw that Mo Qingling was about to go out, Sa Yazi ran out to see him off. No matter how Hong Ling called, the two dogs would not go back.

When they arrived at the gate, the two dogs still wanted to follow, but they were so frightened by Mo Qingling's look that they ran back.

After going out of the gate, I saw a magnificent carriage parked at the gate. A middle-aged man in a purple gown and a square cap was really standing beside the carriage, and there was a coachman standing on the other side.He was wearing a blue blouse, black cloth and white boots on his feet, and a felt hat on his head.As expected of the coachman of the Prince's Mansion, this attire is much better than the coachman of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The middle-aged man in the square hat saw Mo Qingling and the other two, and walked down the steps slowly.Seeing Mo Qingling's attire, he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't hesitate at all, he hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "The villain Lin Yi is the little steward of the Prince's Mansion, and I have met Miss Mo Er."

"I've met Second Miss." The coachman hurriedly saluted after hearing the movement.He was also very well behaved, and he didn't look up at Mo Qingling.

"Boss Lin is too polite." Mo Qingling gave him a hand.

Steward Lin straightened up, looked at Mo Qingling and said, "The young one is ordered by His Royal Highness to come and pick up Second Miss to the Prince's Mansion."

Mo Qingling curled her lips and said, "Laurin is in charge."

"Second Miss, please be polite, please hurry up and get in the car!" Steward Lin stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation.

The coachman hurriedly went around to Steward Lin's side and lay down on the ground, as if he wanted Mo Qingling to step on his back into the carriage.

Mo Qingling frowned, she was not in the habit of stepping on other people's backs to get into the car.

(End of this chapter)