When Mama Yu came to deliver the medicinal oil, Feng Jiwen was honestly lying on the table in the inner room and copying books.

Mama Yu left the medicinal oil outside and left, without saying a word.

Diao Chan's mouth was idle again.

"The concubine is really good at being a person, she didn't blink her eyes when she punished the girl, but now what kind of medicinal oil is being sent, what kind of cat is crying and fake mercy?

Xi Shi listened to her more and more outrageous, and couldn't help but say: "That's not what I said, although the concubine is a little colder-tempered, it won't be like you said...... She is mostly for the good of the girl. ”

"As far as you know, your elbows are stretched out, and you don't know at all that you feel sorry for the girl, but the girl has been treating you so well lately, and only letting you be close to you alone!"

"I ...... I just think what you just said is too much, why don't you know that you feel sorry for the girl?"

Diao Chan raised the pair of bright peach blossom eyes, and showed a little ruthlessness: "Don't pretend to be garlic here, do you think I can't see your thoughts? You are obviously jealous that I am more pleasing to the girl, so these days you secretly arrange me in front of the girl, so that she can only use you!"

"When did I choreograph you in front of the girl?

"Why did that girl suddenly change her personality recently, and only let you follow, and she didn't like to look at me anymore? Do you think that the girl can really believe your words and let you climb on top of me! Don't be too complacent, let's go and see! Shameless thing!"

After saying that, he glanced at Xi Shi fiercely and walked away.

"You ......" Xi Shi stomped his feet in annoyance, and his eyes were red in place.

Seeing that the two second-class maids guarding the door frequently looked sideways, they hurriedly wiped away the moisture from the corners of their eyes, and did not dare to lose the demeanor of the first-class maids.

When the situation was almost calm, Fang picked up the bottle of medicinal oil and went to Feng Jiwen's side.

"If the girl can't finish copying today, she will copy it again tomorrow, it takes too much eye to copy books at night. Besides, the concubine asked Mama Yu to send a bottle of medicinal wine, and the slave maid rubbed the girl's knees, right?"

Feng Jiwen nodded and put down the pen in her hand.

Shih Tzu helped her to sit on the edge of the bed in the inner room, and bent down to pull the snow-white silk trousers up to her knees.

The knees are red and swollen, and the skin is broken in some places, although it is not strict, but it is still shocking in contrast to the intact skin around it.

Xi Shi frowned his beautiful eyebrows tightly and blamed himself: "...... It's all slaves and maids who are useless, and let the girl suffer. ”

"What does this have to do with you, and it's not because of you that you are punished for kneeling. Feng Jiwen said: "It's you, you've been embarrassed by Diao Chan recently, right?"

Xi Shi was a little flattered, and said busily: "The slave is stupid, she can't quarrel with her, but she can only play prestige on her lips, and she doesn't dare to really do anything to the slave." ”

Feng Jiwen glanced at her and didn't say anything more.

In the past few days, she turned a blind eye to Diao Chan's willful behavior and nonsense, and did not stop it, in addition to focusing on adapting to the environment and not paying attention to her, in fact, she also wanted to see more about the hearts of these two maids.

Now it's almost the same.

It also proves that she did not choose the wrong person from the beginning.

Xi Shi poured the medicinal oil into the palm of his hand, rubbed it hot, and then put it on Feng Jiwen's knee, while gently rubbing it, he asked, "Girl, this is kneeling and writing, you should be hungry at this time, right?"

"Girls!

Feng Jiwen didn't wait to speak, but was distracted by the voice that Diao Chan suddenly heard in her ears.

She walked in from the outside, her delicate face was full of anger, and when she looked at Feng Jiwen, she was a little more aggrieved: "The slave went to the kitchen to find food for the girl, and found that the kitchen doors were locked--the concubine really dared to starve the girl!"

"Lock it, lock it. Feng Jiwen said disappreciatively.

She didn't finish the book.

Besides, she really should have lost weight for this body.

"Then you can't let the girl go hungry, the slave and the maid will find them to theorize!"

Seeing her turn around and leave, Feng Jiwen frowned and said, "Stop." ”

She can see that this maid is not only powerful, but also has the ability to cause chaos.

"Girl, why are you ......" Diao Chan turned his head with a look of bewilderment.

It seems surprising how Feng Jiwen could become so 'scared'.

"You've made such a fuss in the past, I'm afraid you're going to make trouble with me. Feng Jiwen glanced at her and said, "Go and peel a pear for me, and I won't eat tonight." ”

"Slave maid, let's go ......," Diao Chan reluctantly went out.

Xi Shi glanced up at Feng Jiwen slightly.

It's clearly still the same fat face, but it seems to be completely different from before.

……

The next day, Feng Jiwen got up early in the morning, and after a while in the yard and sweated, she went back to the house to wash and change clothes.

I ate a bowl of warm water on an empty stomach, rolled up my sleeves and continued to copy the book.

As the saying goes, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

But for her, who died of illness in her previous life, it was a great gift to be alive and have a healthy body.

Copying books or something, the right is to practice calligraphy.

The concubine didn't know that she still had such a bitter mind, but when she saw the thick pile of manuscripts that Feng Jiwen had brought over, she raised her eyelids and looked at her more.

"People say that words are like their people, but I didn't expect that although you are difficult to carve and deviant, you have worked hard to practice good words. The concubine looked at the rows of neat and standardized fly-headed Xiaokai, and said nonchalantly.

Feng Jiwen said cheekily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

In her previous life, during the period when she was recuperating from her illness, she was too limited in what she could do, and with the intention of passing the time, she learned calligraphy from a gray-haired patient who had forgotten her years.

Flyy Xiaokai just practiced by the way, and what she is best at is Song Huizong's handwriting.

"Which ear of thou hast heard me praise thee, and even if it did, it was only this word. The concubine was very faceless, put down the manuscript in her hand, and drove Feng Jiwen back.

If Feng Jiwen was amnesty, the moment she stepped out of the door, she had a feeling of escaping death.

She was really afraid that the concubine would be unhappy, and she would be punished for kneeling for an hour.

Xi Shi was also surprised that the concubine didn't say a word to teach her girl a lesson today, and immediately looked up to the east, wanting to confirm whether the sun was coming out of the west today.

The master and servant walked all the way to the back meditation room, but were caught up by Mama Yu halfway through.

is worthy of being a person from the palace, although Mama Yu walked quickly, she did not give people a feeling of panic.

Even when she walked up to Feng Jiwen, her face was not red and she was out of breath, which made Feng Jiwen secretly admire.

"There is a son surnamed Zhang Jia from outside the nunnery, who is here to find Miss Feng, Jingyun Nunnery is a clean place, and foreign men have always been not allowed to set foot in it, Miss Feng still went out to see him and send people away. Mama Yu's tone was still cold, and when the words arrived, she turned around and turned back.

When she walked away, Feng Jiwen looked at Xi Shi blankly, and hurriedly asked, "What Zhang Jiagong?"