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  After Momo Zhu came out of Ren Yaoqi’s room, she saw the two maids, Qing Mei and Xue Li, standing in the corridor not far away, and they seemed to be arguing quietly. Momo Zhu frowned, walked over, lowered her voice, and reprimanded: “What are you doing! Not only useless, yet still messing around! Tomorrow, I'll ask the Concubine to sell you outside!” Qing Mei glanced sideways at Xue Li, and said with a sneer: “I’m afraid that someone will not pay attention to the old master after getting some good words from the new master! A certain someone has already climbed to another tall branch 1 .“ - Metaphor for a person with high status Upon hearing this, Momo Zhu glanced at Xue Li suspiciously. Xue Li's anxious tears were falling: “Momo, don’t listen to her nonsense, this slave did not…” ”No? These past few days, Young Lady let you follow her wherever she went but dismissed me alone? Everyone said that you, Xue Li, had become Young Lady’s confidant just like Xi’er from Mada...

  In the evening, when Ren Yaoqi came out of the main room, née Li ordered her personal maid, Xi’er, to personally light up the lamp for Ren Yaoqi and send her back. Xi’er has often been to Ren Yaoqi’s west wing recently, and the maids in the room have been taught a lesson by her, so they are all afraid of her. This day, she sent away all the maids in the room around, helped Ren Yaoqi back to the inner room, and waited for her to change into common clothes. When the maids, Qing Mei and Xue Li, came in with copper basins in their hands, Xi’er was whispering something in Ren Yaoqi’s ear. Seeing the two maids coming in, Xi’er stood up straight as if nothing had happened, frowned, and reprimanded: “Shouldn't you make a sound before you come in? What will you do if you disturb the master so recklessly?” Xue Li lowered her head and obediently replied yes, Qing Mei was still a little dissatisfied at first, but she managed to hold back her words in the end. At this time, Ren Yaoqi had with...

  Ren Shimin’s face froze, and he stared at Ren Yaoqi. Ren Yaoqi stared back uncompromisingly, and the father and daughter stood staring at each other in the cold wind. In the end, Ren Shimin felt that it was demeaning for him to contend with a child like this, so he coughed lightly, gave himself a step-down, and said kindly: “Daddy’s sword dance is just for physical fitness, and to admire the demeanor of the ancients. It’s not for the sake of fighting against others.” Ren Yaoqi looked at the precious longsword with amber and agate on the silver hilt in his hand, the precious longsword has the blade already opened, and suddenly reached out to take it. Ren Shimin hastily took a step back, surprised, and said: “Yaoyao, Daddy’s sword is a real sword, don’t touch it, it will hurt your hand.” She naturally knew that this was a real sword, and she also knew that her father had listened to someone’s exaggeration outside, and felt that his talent for sword practice was innate and exception...