Chapter eighty-eight

It turned out to be the person who warned himself, but it turned out to be the person of Chen Guo... Bai Mei hesitated in his heart. The last time he saw this person, he called Qing Yan young master, which made Bai Mei not want to be rash. Later, Shi Qin misunderstood Bai Mei's beautiful and cheerful Mulian. The reason why he attracted Bai Mei's teasing several times at the beginning was because he was also from Shanghualou. A seven-petal plum blossom embroidered on the neckline betrayed him. Although Mo Shangran and others have never told Bai Mei where the dress sign of the Shanghualou is, Bai Mei still knows it. After all, she still remembers the strange signs and corresponding characters and sects that the teachers in the museum tried to make her remember shortly after she came to this world-although she told her questioner that she didn't understand and she couldn't remember. Therefore, she knows clearly who her possible subordinates are. She has a good impression on the boy who loves red face, but she really doesn't want to leave behind a crime of pedophile or seizing subordinates. Moreover, since the ruin flower house is now under her own name, she is not willing to wronged any of them. The identity background is the most simple and gentle pillow mountain, but Bai Mei sees the cold once, and there is always a feeling that the transvestite is turning around himself and looking at his eyes affectionately. Pillow Mountain is good everywhere, but the problem lies in the word "good", which is completely different from what Bai Mei agrees with. Moreover, she doesn't want her close-fitting person to be the eyeliner of anyone inside and outside the palace-even Anping Yanxuan. She couldn't stand selling, and the partial housekeeper always urged her. Today, Ningde was so excited that Bai Mei finally made a decision, that is, to take this pillow mountain as an example to clean up her identity... What identity? This... hey hey, Bai Mei narrowed his eyes with a smile. The more he thought about it, the more proud he was. Does the identity of the Iraqi husband sound good? As for Mrs. Yi's family, Bai Mei showed her white teeth. According to her, she was the best candidate at the beginning, hey hey, hey hey hey hey. So, when the housekeeper came in a hurry, he saw the panic at the beginning and huddled in the corner, while Bai Mei's half red eyes were chanting sincerely at his fingers. "... I know I shouldn't, but I felt too close to my heart at the beginning..." Iraqi housekeeper froze, eyes swept to look dull wait for a while at the beginning of the five big and three thick, and turned to the broken thoughts of Bai Mei. "This is also my family affairs anyway. It's beyond the control of others behind closed doors. As long as you don't pass it on indiscriminately, well... I can also be regarded as having a reliance. You can also not be so tired as a housekeeper. When you meet things, many people share some points..." Housekeeper Yi swallowed saliva and tentatively asked, "Is your excellency a joke?" "Nonsense!" Bai Mei immediately lifted his eyes, patted the table and shouted, "My Lord is talking to you seriously. Who is joking with you? Can this kind of thing be joked?!" Butler Yi had never seen Bai Mei like this before. He got a fright. His neck shrank and his forehead began to sweat. Looking at the beginning, he finally said, "Well, that's always the beginning..." Bai Mei raised her eyebrows and quickly interrupted her words: "Isn't this a great blessing and a great happy event, ah, huh? How could she have a problem? Butler, don't use others as your shield!" At the beginning, she opened her mouth. She wanted to say that she also had opinions, but she didn't dare to interrupt after all. The Iraqi housekeeper had to close his eyes and throw caution to the wind: "But, your majesty, your identity..." Bai Mei suddenly softened again and softened his voice: "This is my negligence. It's really inconvenient to hang the name of an adopted daughter... However, I really want to be my sister at the beginning. I just want a sister. Can't it all work?" "Sister?!" The housekeeper was surprised. Bai Mei pouted, turned red, and explained vaguely: "People have relatives, but I don't. I want a sister, even if it's not a kiss, which can help me with something and make me trust... Moreover, people are honest at the beginning. What's wrong with it? Do you disagree?" Big sweat dripped from the housekeeper's forehead. It turns out that there is nothing wrong with it. It's all my fault. I'm not enough... The housekeeper said silently, not angry, not angry, but he couldn't help shouting and asking back: "Why didn't you say it so early?!" Bai Mei is innocent: "I said around the bend that you are so angry, how dare I say it directly..." This is also true. She has always been afraid of the considerate, intelligent and stubborn old housekeeper. "Oh, pass, brother-in-law I also found good, just the palace sent that..."