Chapter 70: The Handmaid Qiulan

After Shi Huiyun returned to Luoyue Xuan, she was so angry that she dropped a pair of white-glazed spring pool mandarin duck water peony bottles, still unable to understand her hatred, she lay on the bed and cried for a while, and saw the picture of the mandarin ducks playing in the water on the bedside quilt and the two pillows, and looked for a pair of scissors to tear them up like crazy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

At this time, the second-class maid and other little girls and a few mothers-in-law had already been separated by Chunli far away, Chunyan was shocked on the side, and did not dare to step forward, so she had to beg and persuade on the side: "Young lady, you are careful of hurting your body, but you are cheap to get rid of the fox, young lady, don't be angry, the slave will pour you a cup of tea, you can dissipate your anger!" As he spoke, he trembled and poured a cup of tea from the table, holding it in both hands and trembling step by step.

As soon as she walked to the bed, Shi Huiyun flew over with a pair of scissors and was carrying them on the ground at Chunyan's feet, scaring her, "Ah! With a bang, the teacup in her hand fell in response, and she fell to the ground with a "pop", and the powder was crushed, and a cup of hot tea was all greeted to her feet, which made her howl like a fire.

Shi Huiyun sat up from the bed with her hair scattered, her eyes were red, and the green tendons on her forehead burst out, glaring at her angrily as if she was about to eat people: "What a howl! Useless stuff, get out! Chunyan was so frightened that she didn't dare to make any more sound, so she quickly squatted down and swept the crumbs of the teacup together with her bare hands, grabbed it and went out with her skirt and shaking her legs. After going out of the door, running far, and stopping in a secluded place, Chunyan let go of her already bruised lips and sobbed quietly.

She slowly dropped all the slags in her skirt under a flower tree, looked at her bloodstained hands, slowly endured the pain, pulled out the pieces of teacup slag that had been poked into the flesh one by one, dug a pit, buried these broken teacup slags, and then wiped her tears and walked back.

In the room, Shi Huiyun sat in front of the dresser, Chunli had just finished cleaning her face, and now she was combing her hair, and the room was quiet, deathly silent. Shi Huiyun looked at her haggard face in the mirror, her eyes were swollen and as big as walnuts, her nose was red from crying, her face was as white as paper, where was there still half a noble daughter of the family, the bearing of the young lady of the Hou Mansion. At this time, I remembered Meiyu's foxy face and Qian Yuning's cheap and delicate face, and grabbed a hosta on the dresser that had just been removed, and it was used to the ground, and with a "snap", it was broken into five or six pieces. Chunli, who was combing her hair, trembled in fright, and suddenly knelt on the ground: "The young lady is angry." ā€

Shi Huiyun stared at her viciously like a tiger and said: "Useless things, what's the use of asking you one or two, why don't you stare at Meiyu, it actually made her belly bigger, I think you want to die." ā€

Chunli endured the fear in her heart and said: "Young lady, the slaves and maids have sent people to keep an eye on each room and courtyard, and the slaves and maids really can't figure out what went wrong. ā€

Shi Huiyun snorted coldly: "I really don't know if all the food you eat is in the dog's stomach, why don't you go and check it out, what are you still doing here?" ā€

"Yes, yes, the slave will check it out immediately." Chunli said yes and hurriedly got up and ran out.

"Come back." Shi Huiyun called: "Take a letter of resignation and ask Mama Ye to come back quickly." Chunli should be, and before she left, Shi Huiyun said again: "Forget it, you go and call Niu Dazhuang to go to Yezhuang tonight to pick up Mama Ye for me, it's too slow to send the letter." As he spoke, he threw over a cloth bag filled with silver, and happened to be still kneeling in front of Chun-Li.

Chun-Li grabbed the cloth bag, got up and bowed out. After a while, four second-class maids came in, Qiulan, Qiuzhu, Qiuju, Qiumei, and a few maids were very eye-catching, and cleaned the whole house without saying a word, Qiulan boldly stepped forward to pick up the broken hosta on the ground and put it on the dresser, and combed Shi Huiyun's hair.

Qiulan was skillful, and in two or three clicks, she combed Shi Huiyun into a simple bun, and went to get a golden hairpin on the dresser to insert it for Shi Huiyun.

Shi Huiyun looked at it coldly for a long time, and then said: "Don't use this root, use that root Seven Treasure Jade." ā€

Qiulan should "yes" replace the Qibao jade hairpin and insert it, without a superfluous word.

Shi Huiyun turned her head to look at her and said, "Qiulan, why did you comb Mrs. Ben's petal bun." ā€

Qiulan bowed down and replied, "Young lady, you are going to rest, so the slave has the courage to comb your hair in a simple bun." ā€

Shi Huiyun's eyes were like knives, staring at her with a hint of goodness, and said in a condensed voice: "Bold, Mrs. Ben is obviously going to visit Aunt Jiang (pregnant Meiyu, natal Jiang Meiyu), you dare to say that Mrs. Ben is going to rest." ā€

Qiulan still bowed down and replied: "Young lady, you are too tired today, you will be radiant after a night's rest, and when the young lady personally goes to Guixiangju to visit Aunt Jiang, Aunt Jiang will be grateful to Dade." ā€

"Hmph, why is that?"

"Young lady, young lady suffered some wind and cold at today's dinner, headache and nasal congestion, red eyes and white face, it is not suitable to go, Aunt Jiang is pregnant, I am afraid that she will be sick. The young lady is in good health, and after a night's rest, she will definitely recover as before, her skin is full, her complexion is ruddy, and she is in a happy mood. ā€

"Oh, what if I can't get back to normal tomorrow?"

"Young lady, don't worry, the slave maid has a secret recipe, and it can be recovered in just one night."

"Okay, I'll believe you once, if you can't, sell the house."

"Yes, please allow the slave to go down and prepare for a while." Qiulan saluted, bowed and retreated, and the other three followed suit.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qiulan and the others came back, and everyone broke their plates, and there were bowls and saucers in them, and they didn't know what they contained.

Qiu Lan asked the young lady to close her eyes, took out the things in the bowl and smeared them on her face, Shi Huiyun only felt a burst of coolness and coolness, the hot feeling on her face just now was gone, Qiu Yun pressed it on the top of her head with her hand again, and I don't know how she pressed it, in short, Shi Huiyun felt very comfortable, and after a while, Qiu Lan had already pressed her hand, Shi Huiyun only felt comfortable at this time, and there was no anger in her heart. For about a quarter of an hour, Qiu Yun twisted the handkerchief and slowly scrubbed the things on Shi Huiyun's face, Shi Huiyun saw himself in the mirror, it seemed that his face looked much better, moist, white and tender, and he felt very smooth when he touched it with his hands.

As a middle-aged woman who can't go out without makeup, Shi Huiyun was suddenly pleasantly surprised and asked, "Qiulan, what are you using on my face?" It seems that his complexion is much better. ā€

Qiulan replied: "Young lady, this is peach blossom cream, moisturizing and pleasant, moisturizing the skin, long-term use, making people have a fair complexion, and the jade face contains powder. ā€

Shi Huiyun touched his face, which had never been so smooth: "Peach cream!" ā€

Qiulan replied: "This peach blossom paste is made of peach blossom petals that bloom in early April, and is carefully ground with the morning dew taken from the peach petals every morning. ā€

Shi Huiyun sighed: "I didn't know that peach blossoms had such an effect, so what should I do with my eyes?" She asked, with bloodshot eyes. Although her face had improved, her eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and they looked a little scary.

Qiulan took two soaked cloth bags and said, "Please lie down and close your eyes." ā€

Shi Huiyun did as she said, Qiulan gently pasted the two cloth bags on her two eyes, and slowly ironed them, Shi Huiyun let out a sigh of relief, and felt that her eyes began to refresh, not so open, and her nose smelled a faint herbal fragrance.

This time it was longer, about two quarters of an hour, Qiulan stopped, Shi Huiyun opened her eyes, and sure enough, she found that her eyes as big as walnuts had disappeared a lot, but they still didn't disappear completely, and the redness was still there. She frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Qiulan, there is still a point, what do you say." ā€

Qiulan said: "Young lady don't worry, sleep well, get up tomorrow morning and do it again, and it will definitely return to normal." ā€

Shi Huiyun glanced at her suspiciously, but now there was no other way, she had to say: "You have heard clearly what Mrs. Ben said just now, if you can't recover tomorrow morning, I will send you to the house." ā€

Qiulan didn't seem to be afraid, but still replied respectfully: "Yes." ā€

"By the way, what did you just use on my eyes?" Shi Huiyun suddenly remembered and asked.

Qiuyun: "Young lady, the slave maid uses a thousand miles of light, wild chrysanthemums to boil water, and wrap tea leaves in cloth. ā€

"Oh! Go down and let Chunyan come in and serve. ā€

"Yes, young lady sleep in peace." Qiu Lan and Qiu Ju helped Shi Huiyun to the bed, covered the newly changed quilt, and put down the bedspread lightly.

I don't know if it was because she cried too hard just now, or because Qiulan's gadgets really played a role, Shi Huiyun quickly fell asleep.