Ruan Siyi thought about the situation of other people with titles in Beijing. For a long time, he covered his painful face.

The eldest brother of his compatriots is the son of the world. He has always loved him. How can he compete with him?

Think of what he said to his mother after quarreling with his father like a child——

"Siyi, my mother has the same heart for you and your eldest brother. After all, you are pregnant in October. But you should know that this big Jinyang waiting house is not only your brothers, but also those concubines..."

How could he not understand? As long as we understand the relationship between them and the family with titles, we are afraid of the instability of the people's heart and the rising of the wall. Of course, there are also those stupid people's homes. The final outcome is that everyone is fighting for titles. There is more than internal strife at home, and they slowly decline.

He knows everything, but it's hard to accept for a while.

Thinking of his parents' doting on him since childhood, they have always wanted to cultivate him into a carefree and self-motivated temperament. It's a pity that he understands too late and has been foolish for more than ten years. At that time, my parents were really embarrassed, but I didn't know how to tell him

It was not until it was dark that the fourth young master came out of the study, and his face returned to normal.

Biyuan asked whether to arrange meals. The fourth young master smiled and nodded as usual.

For a moment, everyone's heart fell.

When Xiaohua went out to pass the meal, she glanced at the fourth young master's face. She always felt that there was an uneasiness underneath. But what was it, she didn't think about it for a moment.

See dinner into the study, Xiaohua left in the air.

Anyway, it's time for her to be on duty. The other three are eager for her not to disturb. They never turn a blind eye to her on time, let alone hate her.

Feeling the eyes of several second-class girls behind her who "hate iron but don't become steel", Xiaohua smiled badly. It's estimated that the first one to be a big servant girl who "abide by the rules" like her was on time.

But what does that matter? She doesn't want to be so progressive as others, and she doesn't want to compete for favor. If a hostess serves her, she still wants to be loyal to her duties and hopes to be worthy of a good family in the future.

Now, forget it. It's good for her to give the sweet pastry to others.

It seems that no one except Xiaohua has found that the fourth young master has changed. Xiaohua concludes that it's hard for the fourth young master to know that.

No one answered her, and she couldn't ask. She just looked at it and didn't get involved.

After lunch at noon, the fourth young master didn't take a nap. He rarely took three big servant girls to the study to draw small portraits for them.

Xiaohua came back from lunch and stood at the door as a statue.

It was noon, sunny and windy outside. Listening to the warblers and swallows in the study, the little flower was illuminated by the sun and was sleepy.

Several second-class servant girls stood beside the flower bed and whispered something, but Xiaohua didn't hear it.

She didn't have to listen to them to know what they were talking about. It was nothing more than the seduction of Biyuan, who turned the young master around and said something sour and jealous. As long as she's not involved, she ignores everything else.

That day, Biyuan ate tonic soup. There was no news from Mrs. Qiao's side. Xiaohua guessed that things were completely different from her life. It may also be because she didn't jump out in a hurry in her life. For the future development of the yard, she is not spectrum now, but it seems that the situation will be chaotic sooner or later.

But what can she do as a servant girl? She has no other way but to look at it and not stir it in.