Chapter 39: Fragments
After speaking, Ye Siwei walked outside the room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoChunxie was actually standing outside the room, not going to make tea with Hongmei. At this time, when she saw Ye Siwei coming out, Chun Xie immediately followed.
"Where's Hongmei?" Seeing Chunxie coming up, Ye Siwei stopped and looked around.
"I went to make tea, and said that Miss asked me to come out, just to distract me from talking to Miss Zhang. So Sister Hongmei didn't let me go with me, so she asked me to wait here for the young lady to come out. ā
"You stay here, wait for Hongmei to come back, and tell her, her young lady is angry now, don't break in at this time." Ye Siwei thought about it and left the spring pavilion behind.
However, as soon as Ye Siwei's words fell, there was a cracking sound in the room behind her. Thinking about it, Zhang Zhiqing, who was on top of his anger, was afraid that he would smash everything in the room.
"If Hongmei comes back with tea, don't let her bring it in, so as not to hurt her by mistake. Hearing such a movement, Ye Siwei instructed again, and then left.
Although Chunxie agreed, after Ye Siwei left, Chunxue's eyes swept to Zhang Zhiqing's room from time to time. I couldn't help but wonder what Ye Siwei said to Zhang Zhiqing that would make Zhang Zhiqing so angry.
"Anyway, as long as this anger doesn't spill on Miss. However, after a while, although the doubts in Chunxie's eyes were still there, his tone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Are all the maids outside dead?, don't you come in and clean up!" However, at this moment, Zhang Zhiqing's roar came from the room, I don't know if it was just a coincidence, or because I heard the voice of Chunxie.
Chunxie hesitated, not knowing whether to go in or not. First of all, she is not Zhang Zhiqing's maid, and secondly, Zhang Zhiqing is so angry at this time, and there is still a relationship between her and Ye Siwei. If the Spring Pavilion enters at this time, I am afraid that it will make Zhang Zhiqing's anger even worse. But if you don't go in, under the condition that there is no one all the time, I am afraid that Zhang Zhiqing's anger will also be even worse.
"What happened in the room?" But it just so happened that Hongmei, who went to make tea, came back at this time.
"Miss has already gone back first, let me wait here for Sister Hongmei to come back, saying that Miss Zhang is angry, let Sister Hongmei not go in at this time. But just now, Miss Zhang was calling someone to go in and clean up. Seeing Hongmei, Chun Xie breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly.
Hongmei glanced at the room that had been quiet at this time, and then looked at Chunxie: "I know, you go back and thank Miss Ye on my behalf, just say that I have nothing to do here, and you can also make her feel at ease." ā
Chunxie nodded, but did not leave in a hurry, but watched Hongmei enter the room. As Hongmei entered, the room, which had finally quieted down before, made another noise. Although Zhang Zhiqing's angry scolding came from time to time, Hongmei's voice was never heard.
Chunxie, who was originally going to leave after watching Hongmei enter, stood at the door for a long time and didn't leave. Because there was no sound of Hongmei in the room, this made Chunxie feel very uneasy.
After waiting for a long time, the scolding in the room gradually disappeared. After a brief silence, there was a sound of sooting.
It didn't take long for Chunxie to wait for Hongmei to come out. However, the moment he saw the red plum, Chunxie was stunned.
"Why are you still here, your young lady should be in a hurry. Looking at the spring pavilion waiting outside the door, Hongmei couldn't help but be stunned.
"Sister Hongmei, your hand ......" With Hongmei's voice, Chunxie finally reacted, and immediately took the blood-stained porcelain fragment from Hongmei's hand.
However, Hongmei immediately dodged away, her face was a little pale, but her tone towards Chunxie was still gentle: "I'm fine, don't hurt your hands again." ā
"But......" Chunxie wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he just stepped forward and wrapped these broken porcelain pieces with handkerchiefs.
Hongmei's handkerchief was pinned to her waist, but it didn't work. After thinking about it carefully, Chunxie understood something, and looked at Hongmei's eyes, and there was even a little more sympathy.
"Let you clean up the room, why have you been waiting for so long?If it goes on like this, when are you going to clean it up?" In the room, Zhang Zhiqing's voice came again. Although the anger has weakened, it has not been eliminated after all.
"These fragments, let Chunxie deal with them. Sister Hongmei, come in quickly, don't let Miss Zhang blame her sister for this matter again. Hearing the voice, Chun Xie couldn't help but snatch these fragments from Hongmei's hand, "Sister Hongmei's hand is injured, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to take medicine." Chun Xie went to ask the young lady for a while, and came over to give her sister medicine in a while. ā
Without waiting for Hongmei to refuse, Chunxie hurriedly ran away. Looking at the Spring Pavilion, Hongmei's eyes were a little moved, but they also revealed a little helplessness.
As Zhang Zhiqing's impatient voice came from the room again, Hongmei could only let go of the thoughts that rose in her heart at this time and quickly walked into the room.
"Do you really think you're still the high-ranking lady? You're just a maid next to me now, do things quickly, hurry up and clean up this place." Looking at the time when he squatted down to pick up the fragments on the ground with his bare hands after entering the room, Zhang Zhiqing not only did not feel half pity because of Hongmei's scarlet hand, but ridiculed even more: "You can't even pick up a fragment, what else can you do?"
In Zhang Zhiqing's scolding voice, Hongmei swallowed her anger and never said a word. It wasn't until all the pieces were picked up that they were finally let go by Zhang Zhiqing.
And Chunxie, who left before, did not dispose of those blood-stained fragments, but wrapped them in handkerchiefs and ran all the way back to the room where Ye Siwei was.
Ye Siwei, who came back early, did not have the slightest impact because the Spring Pavilion did not return for a long time. Beside him, Qiu Qing kept talking about something, although Ye Siwei who was sitting at the table was just smiling, but such a scene was inexplicably warm.
Looking at this scene in the room, and then looking at the handkerchief that had been soaked with blood and red spots, Chun Xie couldn't help but sigh.
"Are you back?" Hearing this sigh, Ye Siwei noticed that the spring pavilion that walked into the room seemed to be in a good mood.
"Are you injured? Who got it?" But in the next second, the smile on Ye Siwei's face disappeared, looking at the handkerchief in Chunxie's hand, her eyes were a little gloomy.
Looking at Ye Siwei's appearance at this time, Chunxie's heart couldn't help but be a little moved. Although Ye Siwei didn't trust her before, she had never treated them like Zhang Zhiqing treated Chunxie. Even, now he cares more about her and Qiuqing.