Мой первый муж после переселения душ

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I turned around, and Xiao Hai looked at me curiously: "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen someone argue with their boss before?"

Xiao Hai immediately lowered his head to count the ants. I handed the table leg back to him: "Here, your emperor wants to make it into a pillow."

“Minister Shen…” Xiao Hai looked at me in disbelief.

"Really, I couldn't lie to you twice."

Xiao Hai muttered, "Who knows?"

"What did you say?!" I think you, the Grand Eunuch, don't want your job anymore!

"The younger one didn't say anything."

It's best not to say it, and if you do, swallow it back.

Once I left the palace, I dared not wander the streets; I could only go home.

Damn it, I'm tired of living! Let me die! I'm the smartest idiot in the world.

I walked along the familiar path, and after turning the corner I would be home, but as I turned the corner, the surroundings seemed different!

The road seems wider now. I look at my house again; it doesn't seem this big before, and the door doesn't seem this new. Did I go the wrong way? I went back to the main road and walked it again. When I came back, the surroundings were still the same. Could I have moved out?

I carefully pushed open the door. It was my familiar home furnishings. Thank goodness! I patted my chest and decided to move forward.

I had only taken two steps when several servants quickly knelt down in front of me and bowed, saying, "Greetings to the Eleventh Young Master, and welcome back to the manor."

I quickly pulled my foot back; when a person is arrogant, even servants will become sensible.

"Go down." They're used to being poor and can't afford to employ servants.

The men, kneeling, exchanged glances and then sent out a representative who said, "Eleventh Young Master, the Master has instructed ten of us to serve you from now on."

Ten! That's a bit too many. "Did you guys fix the door? You fixed it so badly I don't even recognize my own house anymore! It's embarrassing!"

"Reporting to Eleventh Young Master, it was Master who sent people to repair it. Master said that Eleventh Young Master likes to use back channels, so he had someone renovate it."

I don't like using connections, so I can't just say whatever comes to mind! "I understand, you can leave now."

The group still wouldn't get up, and coincidentally, they blocked the old man's way: "Why aren't you moving! Are you kneeling to see the scenery?!"

It was the same older-looking fellow who stepped forward and said, "Eleventh Young Master, we servants will be yours from now on. May I ask where we are staying?"

They also want to provide food and lodging. Can I refuse? "Go find Aunt Fifteen."

"It's the Eleventh Young Master!" They all ran off in a commotion.

I straightened my clothes with an air of self-importance, dusted myself off, and thought to myself, "From now on, I'm a celebrity, a man of status and position. I should pay attention to my image, my appearance, and my speech."

I walked smugly down the main road back to my house—no, I should say the big road now.

"Young Master Eleven! Please wait."

I stopped and looked at the little girl running towards me. If I remembered correctly, she should be a maid from Zi Mo's room. "Is something the matter?"

"The Fourth Young Master requests your presence."

Zimo is looking for me? "Where is he?" He has too many concubines, I have no idea whose room he is in right now.

"Young Master is at Tingzhu Pavilion." In his hometown! "I know, tell him I'll be right there." I need to go back and change my clothes first; I've been wearing this for twelve hours, and I need to be mindful of my appearance now.

I changed into my new clothes and headed straight for Zi Mo's lair.

Zimo was standing at the door waiting for me. I wisely jumped on him and wagged my tail, saying, "Fourth Brother, I've missed you so much since I last saw you."

Zi Mo asked with a serious expression, "Where did you go?"

“The Imperial Palace,” Qianqing testified.

Zi Mo's expression softened slightly: "You've just recovered from your illness, and you're already running around like this. Aren't you afraid your family will worry?"

Besides you and Mother, who else worries about me? "I know, I'll call Fourth Brother when I go out from now on."

Zi Mo finally nodded in satisfaction and gave me a slight smile: "Fourth Brother will be quite busy during this period, so don't go out and cause trouble."

"No way, I'm a very well-behaved person. They're just jealous of me and want to cause me trouble."

"Yes, they are all jealous of you, all the people of Dongqing are jealous of you."

"Exactly." It's all because of being outstanding.

Zi Mo welcomed me into the house and unexpectedly remarked, "You've gained weight during the National Day holiday."

I quickly measured my waistline: "Really? Really? I practice calisthenics every day!"

Zi Mo reminded me, "You've been lying in bed all this time and probably forgot about it."

"Ah! -- Ah! You've really gained weight, Fourth Brother, look at you, you've gained weight, oh no, you're going to become Ugly Qian."

Zi Mo frowned, pushed my hands away, and smoothed out my disheveled clothes: "Watch your words and actions."

I've gained weight! How can I not notice? I pouted and stood in front of the mirror, looking at myself from all sides. Finally, I could only admit with a bitter face, "I really have gained weight! Ugh! I don't want to create a Yang Guifei era (a reference to a famous Chinese concubine), I want to lose weight! I want to fast! I want to exercise! I want to be beautiful!"

Royal Palace:

Chou Qian sat in Zi Yi's original spot and asked casually, "He just left."

Qianqing nodded.