Dongfang Jing thought to herself, maybe who was driven away!
Lvqiao has been following Dongfang Jing in recent days, and she has raised her eyebrows several times, and she can even raise her head in front of the eldest lady. She took Qing Luo's hand and said, "Just trust my lady. The third lady is the mother of the third lady, can the third lady harm her own mother?"
Qing Luo listened and thought it made sense, so she could only nod her head in agreement. After all, if the third lady doesn't change the status quo, sooner or later the monk Daoji will take advantage of her, and then there will be real suffering.
Puji Temple, the innermost hut in the east chamber.
Sweeping monk Daoji cooked a pot of dog meat, and was hiding in the house, happily drinking a small wine, while eating, he couldn't help cursing lazily.
"Stinky bitch! You won't follow me! It's been so many years, and the little dogs in the back mountain have all followed me, yet you still refuse to follow me!"
"Let you refuse to follow me! Freeze you to death! Freeze to death, both master and servant!"
The corners of Daoji's mouth were slightly covered, his cheeks were flushed, and he was full of gibberish.
bang— bang—
At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the house.
Daoji was so shocked that he came to his senses. He didn't have time to clean up the dog meat jug, so he hurriedly found a rag and covered the whole table. Then he opened a crack in the door and poked his head out.
Seeing that it was Qing Luo, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then said angrily, "This is the monk's residence, you stinky girl, what are you doing here?!"
Qingluo looked aggrieved, and she burst into tears on the spot when she scolded her like this, "Master Daoji, it was Qingluo who was wrong in the past, and I offended you so much. If you don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive me!"
Daoji didn't expect the little lady to be so talkative today, he looked at her warily, afraid that she would play some tricks.
Qingluo then said, "Master Daoji, I know you like my wife and want to be with my wife..." She paused, and then continued, "But my wife is the current prime minister after all, if you touch her, it's not for you. Does the prime minister wear a cuckold? If the prime minister finds out..."
Qingluo stretched out her hand and wiped her neck, "Why don't I do it to you?!"
Of course Daoji understood this truth, so all these years, he only dared to be soft on the third wife, trying to make her come to his door willingly.
"I don't understand these nonsense, and I still need you to teach me?!" Daoji gave her a blank look.
Qingluo continued, "Of course the third lady can't move, but when the third lady returned home this time, the master gave her two maidservants, both of whom are twenty-eight years old, at the age of the water lotus, they are very young..."
"you mean--"
When Daoji heard this, he became more energetic.
"What else can I mean?" Qingluo took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "The life between my wife and I is hard enough, I don't want to suffer any more. The lady just wants to make these two newcomers This servant girl is dedicated to Master Daoji, and I hope that Master Daoji will take care of us more in the future... You must know that the daily needs of the back mountain are all in your hands."
Daoji touched his nose, and suddenly understood. It turned out that this girl came to make a deal, and exchanged two maids for some firewood, rice, oil, salt, and mattresses. Ever since he went up to the mountain to become a fake monk, he hadn't tasted a woman for many years, and he didn't know how these two maids were like—
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