Witch Reborn Raiders

"Bang——" the bowl was thrown to the ground.

"Why are you in the lady's room? Don't you know that men and women can't kiss each other? Get out quickly! What if the madam and grandpa know about this!" The servant girl looked at the magic book and pointed to the door to let him out.

The magic book replied: "Sister Mo Shengzhang, I just wanted to get familiar with the situation when I first came here, and I didn't want to break into the lady's room by mistake." After finishing the magic book, he exited the door.

"For he is sensible, Miss will not allow men to enter your boudoir in the future. This is an insult to the gentleman, and the master will scold me." The maid bowed her waist and said while picking up the debris on the ground.

"Okay, I see." Ah Mi said lightly.

After finishing speaking, the servant girl came over with another bowl of lotus seed soup, "Miss, eat quickly, there will be a poetry and book conference at home later, and many nobles are coming, and it will take a long time!"

"Poetry and Book Conference! Maybe there are people who want to take the spirit." Ah Mi thought, and put a spoonful of lotus seed soup into his mouth, "It's really delicious."Ami satisfies and enjoys the delicacy.

"Mo'er, why are you still eating, hurry up and prepare." An old man with gray temples came over and said to Ah Mi.

"Master." The maid bowed on her knees.

"She is called Master, then this person must be my father, and then I am Mo'er." Ah Mi thought.

"Father." Ah Mi called out tentatively.

"What did you call me?" The old man's voice trembled.

"Master, the young lady calls you father." The servant girl said from the side.

"Okay! Okay, I thought I'd never hear you call dad again in my lifetime." After speaking, she covered her face and wept.

"Of course you are my father, please don't do this." Ah Mi stepped forward to support the old man.

"Since your mother died, you no longer call me father. I know you suspect that your mother killed your mother, but you have to believe in father. How could father marry the person who killed your mother? Your aunt He is a good man!" said the old man, holding Ah Mi's hand.

"It seems that the relationship is complicated. Beware of that aunt. Maybe it will hurt me." Ah Mi thought.

"Mo'er, Mo'er?" the old man looked at Ah Mi who was in a daze and said.

"Ah...what's the matter? Dad." Ah Mi recovered and answered.

"What's the matter, what are you thinking?" the old man asked.

"I was thinking about what my father said. I must have misunderstood my aunt. Why don't you explain it to me and my aunt. Our family should not have any knots and live a good life." Ah Mi pretended to be well-behaved and sensible.

"What you said is true! I'll tell you right away!" The old man was overjoyed and left tremblingly.

The old man left, "Miss, why do you say that, it is obviously the madam who killed the madam, won't the madam take revenge?" the servant girl said angrily.

"How do you know that it was Madam who killed the wife?" Ah Mi asked back.

"Of course I know." The servant girl took out a folding fan with an acrostic poem on it.The beginning of the poem is connected into a sentence, "Xiuyi harmed me, I hope my daughter will take revenge."

"Xiuyi?" Ah Mi read out.

"It's the aunt!" The servant girl said very cleverly and quickly.

"How do you know this is my mother's relic? How could it be written so neatly if it was murdered? At least there must be blood! And the writing is too fluent!" Ah Mi asked while touching the fan.

"I have been with the young lady since I was five years old. If the young lady doesn't believe me, I will show my determination to the death." The maid was a little flustered.

"Why did you die? I don't believe you, I just expressed my doubts. Could it be that we have misunderstood?" Ami said.

"How could it be that she killed the mother, I think Miss doesn't want to take revenge!" The servant girl cried aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, I don't want to see other people cry, I'll go and investigate." Ah Mi handed over a handkerchief and said.

The maid wiped her tears.

"Why is this servant girl so excited? Just now she said that mother is either my mother or her mother. No, then she doesn't need to be a servant girl. I have to find out what is going on." Ah Mi thought to herself.

"Miss, this servant is here to help you freshen up. The poetry book conference is about to begin." A middle-aged woman came in and said.Although the woman looks ordinary, she is well-dressed and has the elegance of the owner in her gestures. "It seems that they are not ordinary servants." Ah Mi thought.

After washing and dressing up, the woman taught Ah Mi some manners, and Ah Mi quickly learned them.

"I have taught Miss these things for more than three years, and Miss has never understood anything. Why did she suddenly learn all these things today? I was afraid that you would show timidity on the court, but now I am not afraid!" The middle-aged woman was overjoyed.

The poetry conference is held in my own yard, full of poems and books, as well as Chinese paintings.The people who came were all noble sons and champions with their own "scent of books", and they were at least scholars.It's really nothing to do with each other.