She arrived at Longchen Pavilion with ease. As soon as Su Mumu stepped in, a dark red figure on the Grand Master's chair successfully attracted her attention.

Nan Muchen leaned on the Taishi chair, supporting his chin with one hand, and followed Su Mumu with a pair of eyes like a cold pool. But looking at her coarse cloth, he still couldn't help but frown and said: "What are you wearing?

"

Su Mumu spread her hands and looked at herself back and forth for a long time, but couldn't see anything wrong.

Suddenly he understood something and shrugged at him and said: "I'll dress like a low-class maid."

A gray-white coarse cloth girl's dress was worn loosely on her body, with a few simple patches on the front. Her soft black hair was only tied into a simple bun on the left and right sides of her head and fixed with hemp rope.

For the low-class maid Lai, this is indeed a perfectly normal dress.

But when Nan Muchen saw Su Mumu dressed like this, he couldn't tell what was wrong. Anyway, he just felt awkward, awkward for no reason!

"Are you blaming me?"

"This really doesn't happen." It's not like she was full, so why did she blame him for this?

Nan Muchen's patrolling eyes looked back and forth on her several times before he said calmly: "I'll send you to the miscellaneous courtyard. You'll be sleeping soundly. All my guards have been sent out for an hour."

Can you blame her? It wasn't the strange young man in red last night who caused her to go back to the courtyard very late. If she went to bed late, she would naturally wake up late.

Wait, an hour...

"Could it be that you've been waiting for me too?"

Nan Muchen's face flashed with embarrassment for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Su Mumu, I haven't seen you for a few days, but your self-righteousness has improved."

Su Mumu touched her nose and smiled innocently: "It's a reward, it's a reward. As the saying goes, 'The red is red when the ink is near, and the black is black.' Where am I?"

While speaking, she did not forget to drag Nan Muchen into the water, which meant that her self-righteousness was all brought out by Nan Muchen.

How could Nan Muchen not hear it? Su Mumu has always been a good talker, so naturally he would not argue with her, lest he cause trouble for himself.

"I heard from Lu Qi that you came to see me last night?"

"Ah, yes, I'm here to ask you for a job." Su Mumu nodded sincerely.

"Are you asking for a job?" Nan Muchen couldn't understand now, "Mr. Sun has always been in charge of the miscellaneous courtyard, so why do you still need to ask me for a job?"

At this point, Su Mumu was worried about everything, so she simply took advantage of this moment to say it all: "You don't know, Manager Sun assigned me a job yesterday. But I only need one."

If I do something, a group of maids and servants will come over and take away the work in my hands."

"Sometimes you're afraid that I'm chopping vegetables and cutting my hands, now you're afraid that I'm sweeping the floor and getting dusty, and now you're afraid that I'm washing clothes and getting wet and getting cold. Do you think I'm so delicate? What's even more exaggerated is that I've obviously been sent there by you.

I'm working as a housemaid in the courtyard, but they still keep calling me "Princess, Princess, Princess, Princess." It makes my head grow bigger."

Speaking of being thirsty, I simply sat down on the stool, picked up the tea on the table, poured myself a cup, and drank it without any ceremony.

I don't know which of Su Mumu's words aroused me, but Nan Muchen's face suddenly darkened. He looked at Su Mumu and said coldly: "You have to remind me that you are just the lowest handyman girl. No.

With my permission, who allowed you to sit on the stool?"

"Uh..." Su Mumu stood up from the stool slowly, lowering her head and muttering in a low voice: "Isn't it just a stool to sit on, you stingy guy."

Nan Muchen narrowed his peach blossom eyes and opened his thin lips slightly: "You said that I am stingy? Believe it or not, I will find someone to throw you out immediately."

Let me go, are you born in the year of the dog, with such good ears?

Su Mumu complained in her heart, but lowered her head and never dared to say what was in her heart.

Nan Muchen looked at Su Mumu's attitude of admitting his wrong daughter-in-law, and then snorted coldly: "It seems that you have a good relationship with the servants of Prince Ding's Mansion, and they are all vying to do work for you.

.I feel like I have wronged you by sending you to that courtyard."

"How can that be possible?" Su Muchen looked at Nan Muchen in fear, smiling like a dog, "So why don't I just come to the prince to ask for work? This will make it appear that you, the prince, can distinguish between public and private matters, and that you are wise and powerful."

Even though Nan Muchen has such a high status, he needs to be flattered appropriately. Don’t hit the smiling person with your hand.

Nan Muchen also knew that Su Mumu was deliberately flattering him, and he actually didn't dislike Su Mumu's flattery.

And...he just thought of a better way to torment Su Mumu.

"Okay then, I promise you. From today on, you don't have to go to the courtyard. You can just serve me personally."

By serving him, doesn't it mean that you have gone from being a low-class maid to a first-class maid?

She didn't believe that Nan Muchen really had such good intentions!

"Still not grateful?" Nan Muchen's half-reminding, half-threatening voice sounded.

Although Su Mumu was reluctant, she still lowered her head and blessed him: "I thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Sun Fuhai brought a set of clothes for a first-class maid to Su Mumu. Su Mumu changed her clothes in the side room next to Longchen Pavilion, and then returned to Longchen Pavilion to find Nan Muchen.

After changing out of the coarse cloth clothes of a lower-class maid, Su Mumu was now wearing a silk pink dress. The close-fitting tailoring outlined Su Mumu's exquisite figure. Her black hair was tied up in a double-snail style, and her feet were covered in a pair of pink embroidered mandarin ducks.

shoe.

The whole person looks like a fragrant pink lotus beside a green pond, standing tall and graceful, pure and unparalleled.

Nan Muchen was still leaning lazily on the Grand Master's chair, with a hint of amazement flashing in his deep eyes. It was completely different from Guining's dress last time. Such a pure and lovely Su Mumu was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes away.

Seeing him staring at her without blinking, Su Mumu thought it was something wrong with her clothes, so she hurriedly said: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?"

Nan Muchen then moved his face unnaturally, tilted his head and said calmly: "No, it's pretty good."

Su Mumu felt strange in her heart, and it was difficult to ask. She nodded and said, "Is there anything you want me to do now?"

Nan Muchen took something out of his arms and threw it into her arms: "Take it, you dropped this in the dungeon. I thought it should be very important to you."
Chapter completed!