Song Anle was worried that Zhanju would suffer a loss sooner or later, and she said with a serious expression: "If you can say less in the future, just say less. If you can say less, don't say less. No one will be unable to get along with a mute for no reason."

Zhan Ju said unhappily: "But I'm not a mute either. Besides, they were deliberately looking for trouble, so I just talk about the matter."

"It depends on who you are with. If necessary, I will deal with them. Just do what you should do, don't do what you shouldn't do, and don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Song Anle not only had a serious expression, but also seemed quite strict. This was the first time she had put pressure on others as her own identity, because she had to do this to avoid her own people's losses.

Zhan Ju was still dissatisfied, but Mei Xin pulled her in time. Song Anle rarely was so serious, so in her state, it would be better not to be stubborn with her. Besides, everything she said was reasonable. Even if Zhan Ju was dissatisfied, in this dark and realistic palace, you can only endure.

So Mei Xin said at the right time: "What the little master told is reasonable, so I must remember the little master's teachings."

Song Anle pursed her lips with a dim look on her face. Although her expression was far-fetched, she still said lightly: "It's getting late, hurry up and pack up all these clothes."

Mei Xin said curiously: "My master... don't you plan to wash these stolen goods?"

"Do you think we'll finish so much clothing in two days?"

Mei Xin frowned, and she said worriedly: "Even if you wash these clothes, they may not be able to dry them."

Song Anle rarely said meaninglessly: "Anyway, I can't complete the task, so let's just leave it there."

"Then Chen Liangdi..." Mei Xin couldn't help but feel worried about this. Chen Liangdi was obviously making things difficult for them. If they didn't take it seriously, she probably didn't know what kind of excuses to punish them.

"Heng is also dead, and Shu is also dead. Do you want to die if you eat and drink enough, or do you want to be worried about these clothes before you die?"

"Is this still necessary?" Zhan Ju said seriously: "Of course, you will die after eating and drinking."

When the chrysanthemum was finished, she realized the last word "death". Because she was afraid of death, she said pitifully: "Will we really die?"

Seeing her incredible appearance, Mei Xin pretended to be fierce and said, "If you can say a few less words in the future, I promise you will live a hundred years."

"Then if I say less than ten words, wouldn't I live a thousand years old?" Zhan Ju clapped and said happily, "I wish I could do this."

Seeing this, Song Anle and others were also ignorant by the ignorance of the ignorance of the ignorance, and they couldn't help laughing. The wardrobe was still like a illusion, fantasizing about living a hundred years of life.

After laughing and laughing, the master and servant each had their own shops to rest. Mei Xin and others followed Song Anle's instructions and did not wash clothes overnight. Song Anle did not explain the reason, so they had to follow the orders.

At dawn the next day, Song Anle woke up in a daze from her sleep. Although she was accustomed to getting up early again, she did not wake up in a natural state. Since the weather was getting warmer, she put on a thick coat, walked by the window, and opened the window and looked into the courtyard.

I saw Mei Xin and Hongzhu were already working hard to clean clothes in the yard. No wonder she could always hear strange sounds, so she hurried out.

Song Anle opened the door and walked out, but neither Mei Xin nor Hongzhu responded. Perhaps because he was too involved in washing, and with the sound of the washboard, they ignored other sounds.

"Mei Xin Hongzhu, didn't I say that I won't let you wash these clothes? Why don't you even listen to my words?" Song Anle's tone was slightly unhappy, but his heart was warm and even a little relieved and guilty.

Mei Xin stood up and wiped the water marks on her hands, and said casually: "My master, why are you getting up now? Why don't you sleep more?"

When Song Anle saw Mei Xin answering the question, she didn't want to hold on too much, but she still said coldly: "How can you make me feel at ease when you work day and night like this?"

"My little master, don't be angry. I've woken up too, so I'll pick out the dirty clothes and wash them first, so as to save people from being caught."

Song Anle looked at the clothes here, at most, only a small amount of them were half, so she said again: "Where is the rest?"

Hongzhu glanced at the room they lived in, "It's still separated from the room."

"Go and take all the clothes over and take them with these washed clothes to dry later."

Hongzhu said with a confused look on her face: "But those clothes have not been washed yet?"

Song Anle said confidently: "We have the final say whether we wash or not. If anyone thinks we can't wash it clean, don't send it to us for washing."

Hongzhu immediately understood Song Anle's intention, so she said happily: "Young master, you are so smart."

Song Anle smiled. She didn't know whether this trick could fool Chen Liangdi and his troubled people. However, compared to being unable to complete the task and being made difficult by them, she would rather choose to use her own method.

Two days can really be described in a blink of an eye, but for some people, these two days are not easy, of course, Chen Liangdi and others.

After Song Anle ordered Hongzhu and cloves of jujube to deliver the washed clothes to the masters one by one, the master and servants were idle, so they loosened the soil in the yard and transplanted a few different flowers and plants, preparing to redesign the yard.

Just as they were busy, Chen Liangdi walked in with Liao and Zhang, and Hongzhu stood aside to help, so she was the first to see Chen Liangdi and others walking in, but she just nodded slightly and signaled.

Song Anle squatted on the ground. In fact, she had seen their hurried steps long ago, but she deliberately ignored them and looked at their attitude first.

Zhang threw a bunch of clothes from the arms of the palace servants and threw them all against Song Anle. This time, she was angry again. She did not realize the etiquette again, but said angrily: "Song Chongyi, what do you mean? Do you clean our sisters' clothes as waste?"

Song Anle then stood up slowly. She glanced at the clothes on the ground, and said in a pretentious manner: "What is this in Zhang Xiaozhu? Could it be that the palace people have washed your expensive clothes?"

Zhang did not reduce her anger at all, so she snorted angrily and said fiercely: "Don't pretend to be garlic here. Do you dare to say that these clothes have been washed?"

Song Anle raised his head slightly with a calm expression and asked, "Mei Xin, did you wash the clothes of the few young masters yourself?"

Mei Xin said respectfully, "When you say to me, all the clothes you brought by the little masters will be washed by my servants, and there will be no mistakes."

Song Anle said lightly again in a blink of an eye: "Zhang Xiaozhu also heard that although there are limited palace servants here, they will never have any lie, so will there be other misunderstandings in this matter?"

"The clothes were sent out from you, but all the clothes were almost the same as when we brought them, so you didn't do the cleaning at all, but gave the stolen goods back to us in their original form. You are clearly fooling us."

Liao, who was standing aside, also angrily intervened and said, "Sister Zhang is right. Some people think we are fools. I wonder if Sister Chen wants to come out and we will preside over justice."

Chen Liangdi finally made her turn to appear, and she stood up as the highest-ranking person, so her posture was even more arrogant than the anger of Zhang and Liao.

"What is the explanation for Song Chongyi, you unwashed clothes?" Chen Liangdi seemed to have really regarded herself as the saint who was fair, so her usual arrogant attitude was always visible at any time.

Song Anle was not afraid or afraid, but said gently: "When you say Liangdi, these clothes have indeed been washed, and my sister was personally supervising them. But I don't know why the sisters insisted that these clothes were not washed?"

"You have the nerve to ask," Zhang picked up a piece of clothing from the ground, pointed to the faint stains on the clothing, and said even more angrily: "Look at it yourself, does this look like a cleaned clothing?"

Zhang threw the clothes on Song Anle, but Song Anle was not angry. She took the clothes and took them casually, and handed them over to Hongzhu next to her. She said with a smile: "It must be that the palace masturbation was careless for a moment and did not clean the stains. Why should Sister Zhang leave this clothes and wash them again? Why should I get angry about this little thing?"

Zhang didn't like Song Anle at first, so the more she was so calm, the more angry she was. So she said angrily: "Don't fool us here. You obviously didn't clean these clothes. Otherwise, how could you clean so many clothes in just two days, so you clearly despise us."

Although Song Anle ignored Zhang's arrogance, she also said coldly: "Since my sister knows that it is impossible to clean so many clothes in two days, why did my sister come to make things difficult for my sister? Could it be that my sister did not do enough? Why don't I say it directly? My sister can correct me in time."
Chapter completed!