The bad thing about a large family was that many people would always talk about them, and the slightest thing that happened in the manor could easily beco widely known. The Murong Mansion was one of the largest families in the world, so naturally, it could not escape this fate. However, the only person who knew that Chu Changge had stayed in Murong Yunshu's boudoir last night was Lu-er, and she did not dare to tell anyone about it. So the other maids and servants only knew that Miss, who had always been an early riser, had slept until the sun was three poles high. Furthermore, Guye had left Miss boudoir in advance.
Although everyone didn't have enough evidence, they still had enough reasons to cast ambiguous or critical eyes on the young mistress in charge.
So Murong Yunshu, who had always received a lot of attention, received even more attention when she woke up today. Even the cleaning auntie, who normally did not dare to raise her head when she saw her passing by, even stood up with her broom and raised her head, while giving her a deep look. That glance was unusually complex, full of many emotions, and Murong Yunshu felt puzzled. She guessed that the cleaning auntie must have been unable to accept the reality that the world had gotten worse. That was why she had that complex look with a bit of resentnt.
But what was the cleaning auntie grumbling about? At her age, having swept the floor all her life, what could make her suddenly beco unperturbed?
Murong Yunshu couldn't figure out why the cleaning auntie looked at her like that, and she didn't want to think about it anymore because, right now, there was sothing more importantKing Sheng had been invited to live in Murong Mansionand she was the last one to know.
She could tolerate the execution first and reported to the Emperor afterwards if she was dragged down by having a family to feed. However, for strangers, to be fed and housed in her ho for freethat was a bit too much.
Do they think Murong Mansion was a teahouse? Or their vegetable garden?
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Qing Pavilion, the guest courtyard of Murong Mansion, was where Feng Cheng, Chu Xiyue and the others currently stayed.
At present, n and won, old and young were sitting in a pile in the pavilion, drinking tea, chatting and dozing off.
This was what Murong Yunshu saw when she walked into the courtyard.
A bunch of idle people!
Murong Yunshu frowned with a headache. She, herself was already an idle person, and unfortunately, she had raised a group of people who were even idler than her. If this was also the result of similar things group together, similar people fit together, then, she could only have herself to bla. As an idle person who did not care about trivial things and did not mind about the big things, she was in no position to accuse them of wasting their ti. Nevertheless, for them to waste their ti, it had nothing to do with her, but wasting the Murong Mansion's money to raise idle people had everything to do with her.
"This is lovely." Murong Yunshu said indifferently. The crowd had obviously seen her a long ti ago, but they waited until she opened her mouth before they had a 'why are you here' look on their faces, and then they continued to drink tea, chat and doze off.
These people really didn't think of themselves as outsiders any more ah!
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