C8 The old lady is back

It was obvious how superficial people were just by looking at their faces. Although the Bai Clan had sent out two generals, they still valued their knowledge. At first, she did not believe it, but now, she looked at the steward and felt that it was somewhat believable.

"Miss Leng, let me help you tidy up your room."

The man stood up and started to clean up the room.

Cold Spring stood in the doorway with his arms crossed. She had a feeling that something was wrong with this steward, but she couldn't say what.

The man who called himself the manager stayed for a full two hours before he left. Because he was tired after cleaning up his house, he was sweating profusely. He even took off his coat.

"Then I'll take my leave, Miss Leng." The butler wiped the sweat from his handkerchief in one hand and took off his coat in the other.

Leng Quan Ling did not answer, but only slightly nodded her head.

This incident was like an interlude, but the butler did a good job. Although Leng Quan Ling had a lot of doubts in her heart, nothing happened in front of her, so she didn't think too much about it.

Just like that, a few days passed. Leng Quan Ling still went to the mansion to eat with Bai Lihua. Bai Lihua really was an unscheming young miss, she could chat with Leng Quan Ling and even chat with her for a while when it came to poetry. She just happened to buy a copy of the recently published "New Literature Faculty". The two of them often spent the afternoon in the garden looking at it.

One night, Bai Lihua suddenly put down her chopsticks and sighed.

"Sister-in-law, after tomorrow, you won't be able to eat here anymore."

"Hmm?" The Cold Spring Spirit stopped and looked up at Bai Lihua with a puzzled expression.

"My mom will be back tomorrow morning. There are so many rules here, so you can't come here to eat. She won't even see you. It's time for me to go to school and come back to practice dancing. " Bai Lihua sighed three times, her face wrinkled.

"Don't worry, we'll meet in the garden when we're free. The Residence of Marshal is so big, there's always a place for us to play."

Cold Spring Ling longingly looked at the beautiful environment, heart also lament, tomorrow will not be so good treatment.

As expected, the next morning, everyone in the Commander's Manor was busy. Ling'er left early in the morning, saying that she had to clean the stairs in front of them, so she went to help out.

Leng Quan Ling stood on the second floor with her arms crossed as she watched the crowd gather in the mansion before her. This was no different from when the empress dowager returned to the palace.

She recalled the words Bai Lihua didn't finish that day, and only knew that it was the 'empress dowager''s wife holding a handkerchief. However, no matter how she asked, she couldn't get the specifics out of her. Bai Lihua always wanted to say something, but she always hesitated, so she just told her in the end.

"Don't ask about this matter. There are too many disputes here, if you ask too many, our young marshal will be unhappy."

Bai Lihua was clearly aware of the inside information, but due to certain things that could not be revealed, it seemed like this matter was not a small matter.

What was the problem? Wasn't her mother here to work? How could he have disappeared without a trace?

Could he have offended someone? He was locked up? Sent somewhere else? Or …

When the Cold Spring Spirit thought of this, a cold shiver went down her spine and her palms broke out in a cold sweat.

While Leng Quan Ling was still deep in her thoughts, someone suddenly spoke behind her, saying that the madame wanted her to go to the main hall.