Jiang Qiman was sulking, she worked hard to dress up yesterday, and all the money was spent, but she didn't get half a harvest. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If it weren't for Su Ximei's slut interfering, maybe Master Su would have taken a fancy to her by now.

Jiang Qiman thought of this, she was in no good mood, and threw the flower branch to the ground halfway through the flower arrangement, and after thinking about it for a while, she still felt angry, and raised her foot and stepped on it a few times.

The petals were clumped together by her stepping, and the pink juice was pasted on her white embroidered shoes.

Jiang Qiman looked down, screamed in surprise, hurriedly took off her embroidered shoes, and wiped her cuffs.

This is her most meticulously crafted pair of embroidered shoes!

Unexpectedly, the pink flower juice stained the white upper and soon evened out, and the harder you rubbed it, the more dirty it became.

Jiang Qiman angrily threw the embroidered shoes out, pointed to a maid in the room and shouted: "If these embroidered shoes can't be cleaned, Miss Ben will sell you to the kiln!" ”

The maid was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "Miss, don't buy the slave maid, the slave maid will wash it well, and it will wash it well." After saying that, he picked up the embroidered shoe and held it in his hands, and retreated on his knees.

At this time, a servant woman opened the curtain and bowed in, "Miss, Miss Su Qi from the Prime Minister's Mansion is here, saying that she wants to see you." ”

"Who?"

"Miss Su Qi of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Jiang Qiman had just sat on the chair, and when she heard the servant's words, she was extremely surprised, and Teng stood up suddenly.

"Su Ximei? How could she want to see me! ”

The servant didn't dare to say more, and waited to listen to the young lady's orders. Jiang Qiman opened her mouth, a little stunned, lowered her head and swept her eyes over a foot without shoes, and raised her head suddenly, "Quick, go and call that girl in, embroidered shoes are not washed!" ”

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Su Ximei took a sip of chrysanthemum tea.

Chrysanthemum tea is an ordinary coarse tea, which has the effect of clearing heat and moistening the lungs, and is mostly used in ordinary people, but Mr. Jiang is also a four-grade member, and it is too shabby to use chrysanthemum tea to entertain guests.

Su Ximei raised her eyes and inadvertently swept over the servant woman standing aside, and the servant woman's cuffs had several obvious sewings.

She never thought that Shao Zhan's affairs Jiang Qian's mansion would be so poor.

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, bringing in a cool breeze.

Jiang Qiman subconsciously pulled the corners of her clothes, helped the beads on her bun, and walked in with a smile.

"Ximei, why did you come to me today...... "Jiang Qiman said loudly as she walked into the room, and as soon as she stepped into the room and looked up, she saw Su Ximei walking up quickly with a worried face.

Jiang Qiman was stunned for a moment, paused, Su Ximei frowned lightly, her eyes looked at her, her eyes swept over her embroidered shoes, Jiang Qiman's heart was shocked, a trace of embarrassment flashed on her face, and she quietly retracted the foot dyed with flower juice into the skirt.

As if she hadn't seen it, Su Ximei's eyes fell on her again, and she looked back and forth several times before asking eagerly: "Sister Qiman, are you really okay?" ”

Jiang Qiman heard her say this, and she was extremely unhappy, what does it mean to be really fine? Something should she have failed!

"Ximei, what do you mean by that? My sister is only a shallow learner, but she doesn't understand it very well. As she spoke, Jiang Qiman had already bypassed her and walked to the coffee table and sat down.

Su Ximei heard the annoyance in these words, but she was not angry at all, but breathed a sigh of relief, "Sister Qiman, it's okay if you're fine, I really shouldn't let you go back to Beijing alone last day, my sister panicked as long as she thought about it, she didn't sleep well all night last night, and she hurried over as soon as she got up this morning." Su Ximei said and sat on the opposite side of the coffee table.

Jiang Qiman really didn't understand this, frowned, and said in a muffled voice: "What the hell is going on?" If you have anything to say, you might as well speak up. ”

Su Ximei hesitated for a moment when she heard this, and then leaned in front of Jiang Qiman, "Yesterday we were eating Yangchun noodles outside Jingshuzhai, and we accidentally saw someone holding a portrait of my sister. ”

Jiang Qiman, who heard this, was shocked, what did the people in the cottage do with her portrait!

Su Ximei took out a piece of rice paper from her sleeve, which was only a corner the size of a palm, and she could see the bun of the woman in the portrait.

"I finally got it from a cottager, and the woman in the portrait is my sister." Su Ximei pushed the rice paper to Jiang Qiman's hand and said very cautiously.

Jiang Qiman screamed in fright, "What the hell do they want to do!" ”

Su Ximei shook her head sincerely, "I don't know, but this matter is not trivial, my sister should still talk to Uncle Jiang." ”

Jiang Qiman's hand holding the piece of paper trembled, with a hint of panic on her face, and raised her head and instructed the servant woman standing aside, "Go, go to the study to see if Dad is back!" "I don't have to go to court this morning, but my father seems to have gone to Zhan Shifu.

"Yes." The servant's eyes twinkled, and she hurriedly bowed out and went out to the study.

Soon, the servant woman turned back again, "Miss, the master has not come back yet. ”

When Jiang Qiman heard that his father was not at home, the whole person seemed to have lost his backbone, and his panic and irritability were clearly written on his face. But the servant woman standing beside her was unfazed and unmoved.

Su Ximei hid a complicated look in her eyes, and said to Jiang Qiman with a smile: "Sister, don't worry too much, maybe my sister thinks too much, not to mention that my sister has nothing to do, if you don't worry, my sister should not go out of the house these days, and try not to go to places with few people." ”

Jiang Qiman still had the heart to listen to her at this time, so she responded sullenly, picked up the chrysanthemum tea offered by the maid and took a sip, but she drank it too quickly, coughing and choking a few times.

Jiang Qiman's face sank, "What kind of tea is this!" ”

A bunch of uneasy things! It's just a matter of using chrysanthemum tea on weekdays, but in front of Su Ximei, the dignified Jiang Mansion actually used this kind of coarse tea to entertain her, where will her face be in the future.

Being looked down upon by a young lady is a shame on someone!

The Jiang family is really bad!

"Sister is not strange, my father has a soft spot for this chrysanthemum tea, and the whole house uses this tea to entertain banquet guests, although our Jiang family is a scholarly family, but my father never attaches himself to elegance, and acts low-key and simple, if my sister is not used to drinking this tea, my sister will let people withdraw, and re-serve new tea for you." Jiang Qiman put on an amiable smile again and said quite seriously.

Su Ximei smiled, "Sister don't have to bother, this chrysanthemum tea is very good, fragrant, Uncle Jiang will pick tea." ”

Jiang Qiman breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, if Su Ximei really wanted to change the tea, this Jiang Mansion would not be able to take it out. (To be continued.) )