After sweeping symbolically twice, I heard a soft call from the hall.

"Yu Ma, the girl also got up, waiting to freshen up..."

"Yes!" The old mother who received Ling Luoyu's coins quickly responded, her old face was like a spring breeze, and a pool of spring water instantly fainted.

"Also, the girl said, the hibiscus porridge last night was pretty good, let you make more, wait a while, she will send it to the young master!"

"Okay, I'm going now..." Yu Ma smiled more brilliantly, walked past Ling Luoyu with a smile, and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

"Little Lord??"

Ling Luoyu didn't know who the girl was, but he knew who the young master represented.

"Mo Xuanchen will come over for dinner later? Then what's inside is..."

Ling Luoyu glanced around, and his eyes fell on another middle-aged woman.

She was looking at Yu Ma's back, her eyes were extremely unfriendly and full of hatred.

"Bah!! The villain is determined!!"

The woman gave a fierce sip and turned around, but she looked at Ling Luoyu's gaze with a dazed expression.

"Don't you think that Yumahaba looks like a dog? The girl hasn't said anything yet, just a maid who talks to her and can be so happy..."

Ling Luoyu learned the appearance of a woman and took a strong sip.

"If the girl reuses her, will we still have a way to survive in the future?!"

No matter where it is, the enemy's enemy is always a friend.

Even if it is a slave, there are countless intrigues.

It could be seen from the woman's eyes that she looked very upset at Yu Ma.

Therefore, the same front, clarifying your identity is the attitude, and it is the best way to make friends.

Sure enough, when the woman saw Ling Luoyu's appearance, she felt a lot closer.

"Do you think so too?!"

"Of course!! You can see what she looks like now, you can see what she will look like in the future... I personally think that you are much more stable than her!! At least you can be insulted!!"

These words even touched the woman's heart.

"You can see it all?? But what use is it for you to see it? The girl above doesn't understand... Before Miss Ling came, I was the cook of the Cuiyun Palace, but after she came, I didn't Knowing how, I fell in love with Yu Ma's hibiscus porridge, and promoted her to a first-class cook. Instead, I became a servant, a messenger..."

"Miss Ling??" Ling Luoyu's heart moved, but he didn't change his expression: "It's not to blame mom... As the saying goes, it doesn't matter if the girl Ling likes lotus porridge, as long as ours Young Master doesn't like it, can't it?!"

"Young Master?" The woman was taken aback.

"Yes, the young master doesn't like hibiscus porridge, and he likes the dishes you cook, isn't it all right?? After all, the young master is bigger than the Ling girl, right?!"

"This is..." The woman mumbled and bowed her head, and then she was speechless: "But what does the young master like, how do I know?? Besides, what does it matter what he likes? It is not often eaten here..."

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows frowned: "Young Master won't eat here? But the older sister just said, let Yu Ma make more hibiscus porridge, said the young master came over to eat?!"

"Cut!!" The woman suddenly showed a look of contempt, crushed her voice, and said mysteriously: "Are you new here? So I don't know anymore. This sentence, the girl Ling said every day, But after a month, the young master has come so many times..."