"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this girl is in trouble again? How many times has it been?"
"I can't count it clearly. There should be more than ten times.”
"Sigh, it's not easy for this rich young miss. In less than a month of hard labor, he had trampled two chickens to death, scraped three tables, and watered dozens of lilies to death. It was fine if it was just these, but she had already washed more than a dozen of his clothes. Now, our lord only has this one piece of clothing on him. It's really pitiful.”
"Isn't that so? However, he couldn't blame the girl. Judging from her temperament and appearance, she wasn't someone who would do such a job. In the eyes of others, she would definitely be treated like a fairy. Our lord is really treating her as his personal maid!”
"That's right, our lord is a straight man of steel!”
The people in the county government felt sorry for Changle.
At the same time, they were secretly complaining about their young master.
Ever since Changle came, the county office was filled with laughter and laughter every day.
When she interacted with the people in the county office, she did not have the temper and arrogance of a young miss at all.
It made people feel especially sincere and cute.
Such a mischievous little beauty was naturally loved by everyone.
On the contrary.
Qin Mu was like an iceberg that hadn't melted for a thousand years.
He always looked serious.
He was like a demon young master.
However, there was nothing to hide.
The ridicule was just a ridicule, the joke was just a joke.
Everyone in the county office understood.
Qin Mu was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
He was never good at expressing his feelings.
However, every time he showed concern for others, it would make others extremely moved.
It was also because of this.
Only then would Qin Mu receive the love and respect of the entire county government.
"I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. Don't be angry, okay?"
In the room, Chang Le was sobbing as he gently tugged at Qin Mu's sleeves, looking extremely pitiful.
That delicate and moving appearance would probably make anyone's heart ache.
"I'm not blaming you, nor am I angry.”
"This is not the way to brew tea. Follow me.”
Qin Mu's tone was gentle and steady as he slowly stood up and walked out of the room.
"Oh…"
Chang Le obediently agreed and quietly followed behind Qin Mu like a kitten.
If Li Er and Zhangsun Wugou knew about this, they would probably be so shocked that their eyeballs would fall out.
Princess Chang Le, whom they regarded as the pearl in their palms, had always been able to get whatever she wanted.
When had he ever been so submissive to someone?
"Young Master is out!"
"Hurry up, hurry up!"
At the door of the wing room, the crowd who was watching the show quickly scattered. They were afraid of being scolded and quickly hid quietly.
After a while.
Qin Mu brought Perpetual Joy to a tea room.
It was filled with all kinds of tea-making utensils.
"Eh?"
"I didn't expect you to be so elegant. You actually built a tea room in this place.”
After entering the tea room, Chang Le's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light.
Did this bastard have to be so perfect?
"Call me Lord."
Qin Mu looked at Chang Le with a deep gaze.
This girl.
He still didn't treat himself as an outsider.
"I won't!"
Changle pouted, looking stubborn.
Calling him 'Daren' felt a little unfamiliar…
"Oh?"
Qin Mu turned his head back and approached Chang Le step by step. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
"What…what are you doing?"
Seeing Qin Mu getting closer and closer to him, Perpetual Joy's heart couldn't help but jump, and he was a little flustered.
However, images of talented scholars and beautiful women flashed through his mind.
"If you don't want to call me lord, you can call me master.”
Qin Mu's pitch-black eyes carried a trace of cynicism.
"I…"
"I don't want to!"
Perpetual Joy bit his lips lightly, his eyes flickering.
She was so nervous that her little heart was about to jump out.
However, the word 'master' lingered in her mind.
If I really become the master, then wouldn't I…
Thinking of this…
Changle was suddenly shocked by his own thoughts.
Really!
What nonsense am I thinking?
Chang Le's face was as red as a tomato.
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