Doesn’t Chapter 2 require measurements?

Jiang Yunzhui was angry and went away. Huarong slept for a while and went to the old lady's Ningxinyuan early in the morning.

As soon as the old lady got up, Hua Rong naturally picked up the comb and helped her hair.

The old lady closed her eyes and fiddled with the beads on her wrist, and said solemnly: "You are already a member of Zhixingyuan. You don't have to run here all the time in the future. Although the new girl is not as satisfactory as you, it's okay to teach her for a while."

Hua Rong patiently combed the hair oil evenly, and said softly: "I have nothing to do in my spare time, so I can help teach the new girl."

The old lady paused for a moment and asked, "Do you blame me for promising you to that bastard?"

The old lady has been worshiping Buddha for many years and has always been kind and kind. However, the words she asked now were heavy and coercive.

Huarong picked a Ruyi agate hairpin and inserted it into the old lady's hair, and said sincerely: "It is my blessing to be able to serve the third young master. I will never complain."

"I know that you have gone to great lengths to serve me, which is different from those things that climb into people's beds. When that bastard gets over it in the future, I will ask someone to redeem you and give you a sum of money. You can find a Good people live peacefully and peacefully.”

She knew that Hua Rong didn't want to cause trouble with sex, but compared to her own grandson, a slave's integrity was nothing.

It is the greatest mercy that she can promise to be free in the future.

Huarong knelt down to thank her, but the old lady did not rush to let her get up. She continued, "He is used to being willful. Watch him carefully and don't let him get into trouble with some unscrupulous people."

"My slave understands."

Huarong copied another volume of scriptures before returning to Zhixingyuan. Colorful Butterfly came up to her with a smile: "Master and the others have returned in triumph. Sister Huarong, hurry up and change into nice-looking clothes. The young master will be here soon."

Hua Rong entered the house and changed into an apricot-colored embroidered wintersweet cross-collar dress. She didn't have time to apply makeup and powder, so she put on two silk flowers on her temples and put on coral earrings.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Yunzhuo returned to Zhixingyuan.

He was still wearing the black armor from last night, with black iron protective gear on his elbows and knees, a sword hanging on his waist, his black hair tied high, his posture upright, and his dandy air was perfectly hidden, very similar to He is a high-spirited young general.

"Congratulations on your triumphant return, young master."

Everyone congratulated in unison. Jiang Yunzhuo glanced at everyone and said casually: "Okay, let's go to the steward to receive the reward."

"Thank you, Master."

Cai Die was so happy that she wanted to take Hua Rong with her to receive the reward, but Jiang Yunzhuo's sword hit Hua Rong's arms first.

The sword was quite heavy, Hua Rong was hit so hard that she staggered, and the others were also frightened and woke up from the illusion.

Well, there are no young generals, only little ancestors who get angry at the slightest disagreement.

Jiang Yunzhuo threw the sword to Huarong and went straight into the house. The others looked at each other and wondered why the little ancestor got angry just after he got home?

Huarong said calmly: "Everyone, go and receive the reward. I will stay to serve the young master."

Huarong went into the room and put the sword away, then walked to the bed and helped Jiang Yunzhuo take off his shoes.

Jiang Yunzhuo originally slept with his back to Hua Rong. As soon as Hua Rong touched his shoes, he sat up and scolded him with a straight face: "Did I tell you to take off your shoes? Who told you to do that?" Advocated?"

He had unhappiness written all over his face, like a hedgehog with thorns all over his body, pricking anyone who dared to come close.

Huarong took back her hand and said seriously: "I was not unwilling last night. It is my duty to make the young master happy, and it is also my willing thing. My stupid mouth made the young master unhappy. I have a lot of young master, can you spare me?" A slave for once?"

When I served the old lady before, Hua Rong always wore simple and plain clothes, and her whole person looked lifeless. Now that she has put on suitable clothes, her eyebrows suddenly become brighter.

At this moment, he is squatting and raising his head while saying flattering words, which is very cute and makes people's hearts itch.

Jiang Yunzhuo's Adam's apple rolled up, he pinched Hua Rong's chin and smiled evilly: "You have become so good at everything when you are with your grandmother. Don't you know that I am famous for being short-tempered?"