Mrs. Lu smiled lovingly when she heard this and said, "I will sew a purse for the master to hang and put incense in it. Then when the master goes out and feels homesick, he can take it out and smell it."
Xin Yi responded and stood up again to give Mrs. Lu a pat on the back.
After a while, she looked outside, wondering why Haitang didn't come over.
Seeing that Mrs. Lu's condition was stable, she called a little girl to watch her temporarily. She left Mrs. Lu's yard and went to Lu Cheng's study.
Passing by the east wing unconsciously, she subconsciously stretched her head to look inside.
Suddenly I heard voices coming from inside the courtyard gate.
It was Haitang's voice.
Xin Yi was about to go in to look for her when he suddenly heard her ask: "Have you thought about it? You will serve the young master personally. From now on, you can only be a concubine. The mansion will not let you out."
The second-class maid standing in front of Haitang was called Mo'er, who was also served by Lu Cheng in the courtyard. She had a melon-shaped face, a well-proportioned figure, and was a little shy.
She lowered her head and said with a blush: "I have no relatives outside the house. If I let you go out in the future, I will not have much to earn a living." After a moment of pause, she continued: "I will serve the young master wholeheartedly in the future."
Hearing this, Haitang said: "Okay, I've thought about it, I'll report it to the lady."
With that said, she stepped out of the yard.
He bumped into Xin Yi head-on.
"Why didn't you tell me?!"
Xin Yi pouted, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, his eyes filled with tears, feeling extremely wronged.
Haitang was stunned for a moment and quickly reached out to wipe the tears on her face.
Xin Yi opened her hand and wiped her tears with her sleeve.
Haitang asked in confusion: "Xin Yi, why are you crying?"
Xin Yi turned around and walked forward quickly, carrying the teardrops while being carried by the wind and flying diagonally backward.
Haitang chased after her and tugged on her clothes: "Xin Yi, why are you crying? I listened to the young lady and helped the young master choose the room. It was my fault that I didn't tell you, but don't cry!"
Xin Yi paused, turned around and glared at Haitang: "Thanks to me, I still treat you as the best sister. You have hidden important matters like the young master's choice of personal maid from me!"
Haitang wanted to explain that the lady wouldn't let her talk, but after thinking about it, she still felt that her loyalty to the lady was more important, so she kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't be angry."
Seeing her sincere apology, Xin Yi lost some of his anger, stopped crying, and asked aggrievedly: "Begonia, why didn't you choose me?"
Haitang was a little surprised when she heard this. She stared into Xin Yi's eyes and asked, "Do you want to marry the young master?"
Xin Yi lowered her eyelashes and tugged at the corner of her clothes. Her fair face turned slightly red. She bit her lip and held it in for a long time before she could say one word: "Yes..."
Haitang looked puzzled and said: "Xin Yi, the young master is only thirteen years old, and you are eighteen. When the young master reaches the crown in the future, you will be older. It would be better if the young master cares about you and gives you a title. .
"But if the young lady who comes in is narrow-minded, you will have to suffer for the rest of your life. In this case, it is better to let the lady help you find a good family and live in peace and quiet."
"You don't understand!" Xin Yi raised his face. The blush on his face had dissipated and was now stained with grievance. "Haitang, the young master is very kind to our servants. I like him very much."
"You like the young master?!" Haitang was a little stunned, "We have watched the young master grow up. To put it bluntly, I only regard the young master as my younger brother. How can you like the young master?"
Xin Yi bit his lip and hesitated: "It's because I watched the young master grow up that I like him. He is a gentle man."
After a pause, she continued: "Although I am a servant and do not deserve to like the young master, I can feel that the young master is willing to be served by me." Thinking of the two of them sorting out books together yesterday, Xin Yi's cheeks became stained again Deep red.
Haitang looked at Xin Yi's red cheeks and felt troubled.
The young lady said clearly that Xin Yi can't do it.
But she didn't expect that Xin Yi would offer to have sex and say that she liked him.
Haitang didn't know what to do for a moment.
While she was deep in thought, Xin Yi pushed her arm gently and said, "Begonia, I know that Miss is the best to you and trusts you. Go and talk to Miss and let me serve the young master, okay?"
"I..." Haitang reached out and touched her ears, hesitating.
"Haitang..." Xin Yi took her hand and shook it around, like a younger sister acting coquettishly to her older sister.
Haitang looked at Xin Yi's pleading eyes, thought for a while, and still refused: "No, Xin Yi, you can't marry the young master!"
"Why?" Xin Yi shook her hand off, confused.
The lady said she couldn’t, she just couldn’t!
But Haitang didn't say anything. She comforted her in a soft voice: "Xinyi, it is better to be the mistress of an ordinary family than to be a concubine to a wealthy family. You are still..."
"Haitang!" Xin Yi interrupted her angrily, "Why would you rather give this opportunity to others than to me?"
"Hmph!" She gritted her teeth angrily, "We have been good sisters for so many years, how could I not think about you when I have good interests? I don't think I am sincere, but you do this to me!"
"No, Xin Yi, I am doing it for your own good!"
Of course, it was also to listen to the lady.
"Don't touch me!" Xin Yi shook off Haitang's hand. "If you don't help me, I will beg the young lady and the young master myself. We won't be sisters in the future!"
Xin Yi turned to look for Lu Ling with red eyes.
Haitang grabbed her arm again and said, "Xin Yi, you can't go find the lady!"
"Don't you want to see me?" Xin Yi pushed hard in front of Haitang. Haitang staggered back two steps and quickly shook his head: "I didn't mean that -"
Xin Yi's eyes turned red, and he pointed at Haitang angrily and said loudly: "You have become the dowry of the young lady, and the uncle is the son of the prefect. You can justifiably serve the uncle, and the lady still favors you. You have become the uncle's son—— "
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Haitang interrupted Xin Yi in shame.
Seeing Haitang's face turn red, Xin Yi thought that Haitang had really become Song Wenzhou's. He was even more angry and said regardless: "Are you ashamed of me? Humph, you say that we are good sisters every day, but now The good thing is that the first thing that comes to mind is others.
"If I hadn't accidentally heard that you wanted Mo'er to be your first wife, I wouldn't have seen that you are the kind of person who does one thing in front of you and another behind the scenes. Haitang, I really misjudged you. You have blinded me for so many years. Sincerity!"
"Shut up Xin Yi!" Haitang's face was already red, but she was angry at Xin Yi's words.
She never expected that Xin Yi would say this about her.
When she looked at Xin Yi's face again, she felt a little cold.
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the irritability in her heart, Haitang said solemnly: "I will help you tell the lady. If the lady agrees, I will tell you. If she doesn't agree, I won't come."
After Xin Yi heard this, most of his grievances and complaints against Haitang disappeared.
