Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

Her qualifications are older than Mu Jin, so of course she is more qualified to represent the Fourth Master's Mansion.

This is not just a matter of a red coral inlaid with treasures, side Fujin

Song Gege's hand beside him tightened unconsciously, and his heart felt a sharp pain again.

The pain is almost suffocating!

Cian Fujin, how could the emperor make such a slip of the tongue? This is tantamount to giving Mu Jin a side blessing!

This is her lifelong pursuit, once so close to her, but just missed it.

Song Gege even felt a little resentful towards Mu Jin, who belonged to the same family, since she went to the hunting ground, why didn't she invite herself to go with her? To put it bluntly, she is selfish

"Seven Fujins, Mu Gege! Please wait, please wait!"

Qi Fujin and Mu Jin turned their heads subconsciously, and saw a middle-aged man in an indigo official uniform running towards them with a few entourages waving to them.

His steps seemed to be a little staggered, and he seemed a little eager.

Mu Jin and Qifujin were deeply surprised and looked at each other with the same astonishment in their eyes.

Mu Jin didn't know who this was at all?

After all, Qi Fujin is a noble girl born and raised in Beijing, almost everyone recognizes her, but when she saw the person in front of her, she was even more surprised: "This is—Master Ling Zhu from Niu Yulu's family?"

"Niu Gulu's family?" Mu Jin was even more confused, and then came to her senses: Oh, this must be something to do with Qi Fujin, right?

No matter what, I won't be looking for her! She didn't know anyone from Niu Gulu's family at all.

"G-Greetings to Qifujin and Mu Gege!" Ling Zhu was out of breath as he ran.

Qi Fujin raised his hand with a smile: "Master Ling is polite, I don't know what Master Ling is doing?"

In such a hurry?

"Slave, slave!" Ling Zhu managed to catch his breath, looked at Qifujin, looked at Mu Jin, and finally his eyes fell on Qiukui, looking at her directly, his expression was so complicated that people couldn't help it describe.

Then, Ling Zhu's eye sockets slowly turned red.

Okra frowned, obviously disliking being looked at so much, so he simply turned his head and looked away.

Everyone was surprised, even if they were stupid, they understood exactly who Ling Zhu was here for.

However, everyone is still full of doubts.

Qifujin couldn't help looking at Mu Jin.

Mu Jin coughed and was about to speak, but Song Gege stepped forward and said with a smile, "May I ask Master Ling, are you looking at Okra like this for something?"

Mu Jin was startled, raised her eyebrows unconsciously, and gave Song Gege a vague look.

Ling Zhu didn't know Song Gege, but seeing that she was dressed as a woman from that mansion, he nodded at her, still looked at Mu Jin, and sighed with a wry smile: "Mu Gege, I have a few words I want to ask Okra girl, please allow Mugege."

The smile froze on Song Gege's lips, and his face suddenly burned with embarrassment.

Although no one laughed at her or ridiculed her, she felt ashamed and had a faint resentment towards Mu Jin.

How could Mu Jin care about her? Feeling inexplicably uneasy in my heart, I forced a smile: "Master Ling, please go ahead."

"Thank you Mugege!"

Ling Zhu took a deep breath, looked at Qiukui, his gaze became gentle unconsciously: "Girl Qiukui, you, your mother is called Mo Baimei?"

Qiukui's eyes were sharp in vain, and she stared at Ling Zhu coldly: "Who are you?"

"Yes, it must be!" Ling Zhu became excited and tremblingly said: "My child, I, I am your Ama! I am your Ama!"

Ahem, 11 advises you to calm down!