The maidservant listened with a touch of melancholy: “She has lived in the Marquis’s manor for ten years now, from the age of seven to seventeen. She's always been by the Marquis's side...” 。How many decades are there in a human life You're already so grown up. How will we talk about marriage in the future 。The maid of the lake-green attire, whose name was Bi Jia, seemed displeased for some reason. She pouted and said, "Can the Lord still look at another man's wife Don't feel sorry for him; his life is better than ours. Who knows, we might even have to call him 'Master' one day." 。"Hush!" the red maidservant hurriedly reminded her companion, gesturing for silence. 。A maid in a blue satin jacket emerged from the main room, pulling back the curtain just as she came face-to-face with them. 。,However, when he got there, he learned that Wang Cong had not been home for many years. His wife, Shen Lan, died from postpartum exhaustion. His mother, Li Shi, worked the fields to support her grandson and died of an illness after falling during spring plowing.,After an unknown amount of time, a gust of wind blew past the door, and a figure sat down in front of him. Naturally, he took what was in his hand: “The Tiger Seal Scripture It’s almost the end of the year, are you still reading this” Wang Yanqing twitched his fingers, looked up, and tried to meet his gaze with an expressionless smile: “Second Brother” 。”。