The next day, Zhao Zimu was not called up by Linger early, and Linger knocked on her door with breakfast when the sun was high. After Zhao Zimu finished grooming, she sat at the table and watched. Linger brought her breakfast.
For breakfast, there are light millet and salted egg porridge, soy milk, fried dough sticks and a few small dishes. Zhao Zimu does not like luxury. Although these things are light, they suit her taste.
Zhao Zimu glanced at Linger and said with a smile: "Why didn't my little Linger pull your young lady to get up early today? I remember that someone was lying on me yesterday and was happily coquettish, asking me to get up early today, Why, have you changed your mind? Or my little girl has changed her temper. Your lady, I still like those beauties in Chitose Mansion, and it would be a good thing to see them early in the morning."
Zhao Zimu looked at her temperament and showed little concern for external affairs. She seemed to be not interested in anything. In fact, no one knew that she loved beauty. Beauty here does not mean dressing up to make herself beautiful, but referring to her beauty. Beautiful things, especially beauties.
It's weird to say that, although she is a daughter's family, she doesn't like needlework, chess, calligraphy and painting, which her daughter's family loves. Looking at their beautiful dresses, beautiful faces, or heroic and suave, of course, this refers to men, but Zhao Zimu doesn't care, she doesn't care about their gender, as long as she looks comfortable, she will be in a good mood.
Linger is somewhat aware of her habit, although it seems a little strange. It's just a man, even if he loses his daughter's identity and restraint, it's not polite. But it's a bit strange to like beautiful women, isn't it
No woman in this world doesn't love beauty, and they all want to be the most beautiful, but once they find someone more beautiful than them, they will be jealous and unwilling to step on them, but her lady doesn't.
As soon as her young lady encounters a beautiful woman, she will naturally feel better, and even treat her with tenderness. She still remembered that when she first arrived at Chitose Mansion, she met a few beauties in Chitose Mansion who came to demonstrate, and beat the lady openly and secretly, meaning to let her be more interesting and not think about competing with them.
But not only was the young lady not angry, she was also very gentle with them. She greeted them with a lot of courtesy, and she didn't say a single heavy word. The whole process looked very pleasant.
Later, those beauties were given away or thrown out by Lord Chitose, and she was depressed for a while, because those beauties saw that the lady was sensible and would come to sit here for a while from time to time, and she could see them often.
Linger sighed and said without hiding her: "Linger made a mistake, although the news that Chitose Lord returned to the mansion is true, it is not in the morning, it may be other times, miss, if you really want to see those The beauties go to their place to sit for a while, chat with them, and talk about some things about the daughter's family to relieve the boredom."
It's quite depressing to say, her young lady doesn't know everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the female workers and female red don't like all of them. If you are good at one or two things, you can chat with those beauties, but her young lady doesn't know anything about it, and she doesn't know anything about it. Why does Lord Chitose keep Miss, is it too useless? Linger thought sadly.
If Lord Chitose really sent the young lady out, at least she could be a real woman, even if she was left in the deep courtyard in the cold, but she could see that the young lady didn't mean that. To be honest, Linger doesn't mind where Zhao Zimu is. She likes her young lady. As long as she can follow her, she is very happy, and she has never thought about her future.
"You think I don't want to?" Zhao Zimu said as he picked up the porridge bowl.
Linger put her hands on the table to support her small head, her big eyes clearly written, why don't you go.
Zhao Zimu took a mouthful of porridge and seemed to be very desolate: "Lazy..."
Ling'er's big eyes were wide open, and she suddenly burst into laughter, laughing like a happy little cat: "Miss, you're actually more than that, because you don't know what to say, and you're too lazy to deal with it. Those beauties play tricks, and you will get tired of it after a long time. To put it bluntly, Miss, you not only love beauty, but also love the new and hate the old, so be careful that you won't get married."
Ling'er laughed wildly, but suddenly stopped again. She looked at Zhao Zimu, who was still casually drinking porridge, and said cautiously, "Miss, I'm sorry."
Zhao Zimu picked up a small fried dough stick on the table without lifting his head, took a slow bite, and said calmly, "I'm sorry?"
Ling'er hesitated for a moment before saying, "Miss, are you really willing to stay in the Qiansui Mansion like this?"
"What's wrong?" Zhao Zimu took another sip of soy milk and put the side dish into his mouth. She said that this little girl's cooking skills are really good, and suddenly she didn't want to marry her so early.
In her previous life, the Qiansui Mansion was in decline. In order not to implicate Linger, she chose a good and honest family for her early on. No matter how Linger begged, even if she knelt down to kowtow to her, she would marry her off.
Zhao Zimu herself doesn't mind being implicated but she can't let Linger accompany her, she is different from her, she should have a good future.