Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

After hearing about this this time, Steward Ma recommended himself to the Imperial Palace.

Being able to let people poison Luo Qingqian's food means that the imperial palace is not that safe. For the sake of his young master's next generation, how could he still guard the young lady's house and not go out?
At the beginning, Luo Qingqian was very respectful and cautious because she was not familiar with Steward Ma, but Steward Ma treated her with even more respect.

Hearing that Han Xueqing was coming, Steward Ma walked up to Luo Qingqian and said in a low voice: "Little mistress, the security monitoring of the imperial palace is very strict recently, so I will have someone check Miss Han Xueqing's things later, I hope you don't mind."

"I understand, I will tell her first." Luo Qingqian hurriedly said, and Steward Ma showed a kind smile instantly: "Whatever the young lady needs, just tell them directly, this is your home, you don't need it." You are polite, I am just a servant, please don't be too polite to me, wouldn't that mean there is no distinction between master and servant?"

"Steward Ma, I have never treated you as a servant, and I believe Ah Ting will not. We treat you as a family member, so you should not be too polite." Luo Qingqian subconsciously pouted.

Because Steward Ma was too polite, Luo Qingqian was not used to it.

She likes the feeling of home, how can there be a master and servant in a home?
Steward Ma was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Luo Qingqian to say such a thing, after a while he smiled with relief: "Okay, young mistress, I, an old man, listen to everything you say."

"The horse housekeeper can call me Luo Qingqian or Qianqian from now on, I'm not used to calling you young mistress." Luo Qingqian stuck out her tongue and said mischievously.

Butler Ma smiled: "Since you are the young master's wife, I'll still call you Madam."

"Alright then." Luo Qingqian also knew that Steward Ma could say that, which was already very good, and she didn't make things difficult for him anymore.

Luo Qingqian didn't wait long, she just called Luo's father, and Han Xueqing arrived after she finished talking about her situation.

She rushed in panting, and served her tea soon, Han Xueqing took a big sip, and took a while to catch her breath: "I'm thirsty, you don't know how fast I run, I was almost chased by the police. "

She wiped her mouth proudly as she spoke, and then sat down on the sofa next to Luo Qingqian.

"Don't drive so fast, what if something happens?" Luo Qingqian felt a little helpless, wishing she could hit her twice, so that she could remember better.

Who knew that Han Xueqing clicked her tongue twice, with a sad expression on her face: "Qianqian, you have changed."

"En?" Luo Qingqian looked puzzled.

Han Xueqing stared at her with a sad face, "Qianqian, you used to love racing cars the most, but now you don't feel it anymore?"

"You have definitely changed." Han Xueqing said seriously.

A black line flashed across Luo Qingqian's forehead, and after taking a deep breath for a while, he said: "You came to me just to talk about these boring things, right?"

"Qianqian, I really have something important to tell you." Han Xueqing instantly became serious.

Luo Qingqian looked at her, Han Xueqing approached her, and whispered: "Do you know why you were injured this time? Do you want revenge?"

"Why?" Luo Qingqian's voice was very low, and at the same time, a flash of hostility flashed in his eyes: "Of course I want revenge. I really thought I was pregnant, so I became a useless person who knows nothing?"

"Dare to hurt my child, I will not soften my heart this time!"

When Han Xueqing heard this, she instantly regained her spirits: "I heard from Tan Ke that your man arrested three people this time, and two of them are Jun Zhaoyuan, Jun Tingmo's half-brother and Wei Xiao."