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As if her clothes were suddenly wet by the rain of early spring, Bizhu shivered suddenly. She felt that the five girls seemed to be a little different, but she couldn't say what the differences were. She just felt that the fifth girl was not as easy to deal with as she used to be.

After thinking about it, Bizhu looked at the top of her head with her eyes wide open, and replied thoughtfully: "The slave maid heard that not only the mother-in-law guarding the garden saw it, but also the maidservants around the fourth and sixth girls. ”

Taiwei chuckled, "Is there anyone else?"

Bizhu's voice was lowered: "The slave maid also heard about it, and if there is more, I don't know about it." ”

Taiwei lay on the bed, lowered her eyes when she heard the words, and did not speak again with a smile.

As time passed, the later it got dark, Bizhu couldn't hold on, and her breathing gradually became calmer. She fell asleep. Tai Wei listened to the noise, and did not call her, but slowly sat up from the bed, lifted the quilt, and walked barefoot towards the right side of the room.

The room was unlit and dark, but she walked slowly, avoiding obstacles with ease.

She hadn't lived in the house since she left home at the age of fourteen, but when she returned, she found that everything was still as she remembered.

Under the wall on the right side of the bedroom was a long table, black painted, cool and smooth to the touch, with several plates on it all year round. The melon and fruit snacks on the plate are good and bad, but the amount is always sufficient. At most, those are better, and hers is worse.

But who called her poor?

The little money every month is not enough to reward, who is willing to please her in front of her. With that kind of kung fu, which one can't please you?

Taiwei touched the side of the black lacquer case, stretched out his hand and reached into the plate, and soon touched two pieces of pastry. Cold, I don't know what. She grabbed it and stuffed it into her mouth, poisoning the left and right sides so that she would not die, and she would eat it before she ate. But I didn't expect that this pastry was dry, and I choked half to death when I ate a piece.

She had to dig for water again.

The tea is also cold and cold, with a midwinter chill in the late spring night.

Taiwei ate two lamps in a row before she felt better in her throat and eyes.

The pastry I had just eaten soaked in my stomach, and I finally felt full.

She had only felt pain in her back before, but she hadn't noticed that she was hungry, but she was about to go to bed late this night and notice the emptiness in her stomach. She ate one piece after another of the cold and hard pastries, and when the pastries were swept away on the table, she felt that she was not so hungry.

After eating another pot of tea, Taiwei returned to bed lightly, but she didn't expect that there was still a slight warmth left in the quilt.

It didn't seem to take much time for her to go back and forth.

She enjoyed the warmth, and suddenly remembered that she had to go to her grandmother to say goodbye the next morning, and she felt a headache.

Grandmother's rules are big, and she can't save anything in the morning and dusk, and no one wants to run. Although she was beaten and injured today, she was injured on her skin and flesh, and she did not hurt her muscles and bones, and her legs and feet were inconvenient, so she still had to go to her grandmother tomorrow to sell her belief.

If your grandmother doesn't say that you go to raise and rest for a day, she won't be able to hide for a day.

Taiwei thought of her grandmother's face, and was inexplicably a little disgusted, but she still forced herself to turn over and go to sleep.

After falling asleep, nightmares came like huge waves. She was like a lonely boat, struggling and undulating among the thousands of waves, but she couldn't break free. Suddenly, there was a noise in her ears, as if someone was calling her:

"Girl—girl, wake up—"

She woke up from her nightmare in a cold sweat, her mouth bitter and her breath short, and she saw that the rain had passed over the azure tent.

It was a mess all around, and the sky was getting brighter.

Bizhu poked in a face from outside the tent: "The girl is awake!"

Taiwei lay in place and did not move, staring at the top of the tent, and said softly: "In the future, I will be asked to get up half an hour earlier every day." ”

Bizhu's face changed slightly, half an hour ago, the sky was not yet dawn.

The master has to get up early, and she, as a servant, naturally has to get up earlier.

Bizhu was a little reluctant, but because of the unexpected call Taiwei last night, she didn't dare to say as much as before. She answered "yes" and hung the tent in her hand into the copper hook on the bedpost: "It's time for the girl to get up." ”

Although the hour is still early, the location of the Jixiang Garden where they are located is biased, and it will take a lot of time to walk all the way to the old lady's Minghe Hall, and there is no delay at all.

Taiwei also knew this, so she gathered her mind and got up to wash.

The wound on my back is still painful, but with the medicine, it is better than yesterday.

After a while, Bizhu took the clothes, which were moon-white folded magnolia dark flower gauze spring shirts, with a woven gold skirt underneath.

Bizhu's eye for picking clothes is always good.

Tai Wei thought about it with great interest, took a closer look at the clothes in her hand, and casually ordered: "Go and inquire, what color are the second and fourth sisters wearing today." ”

Bizhu was stunned for a moment.

This has never happened before.

Taiwei said: "Find a clever little girl to inquire, don't go." ”

Bizhu was stunned, and subconsciously asked when she heard this: "Why?"

Taiwei is looking in the mirror to draw her eyebrows, and the smoked eyebrows are light and light, like a wisp of smoke, and the whiteness adds two points of weakness to the face. After finishing the drawing, she turned her face to look at Bizhu, and said without a big expression on her face: "You are the big girl of Jixiangyuan, and walking around outside will inevitably be dazzling." Everybody knows about you, and everybody will know what you're asking about. ”

Bizhu listened to her, but her eyes involuntarily fell on her eyebrows.

She has never seen such eyebrows drawn.

She has never painted for her master, nor has she seen her master paint it himself.

The fifth girl is also the first time in so many years to make up herself.

Unexpectedly, she would have such a craft.

Bizhu was stunned.