Zizhu brought the azure cloak that was still half-new to the side hall in a lacquered wooden box from the small warehouse, and saw that Ji Qinghe was also secretly crying inside, and he couldn't bear it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info hurriedly went in and put the clothes on Ji Qinghe's table.

"Little Master Ji, what's wrong with you." Zizhu asked with concern, and stepped forward to hand over his handkerchief.

"Zizhu girl, why are you here?" When Ji Qinghe saw Zizhu coming, he hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes gently, maintaining a dignified appearance, "I'm fine." Ji Qinghe pursed his lips, and the dimples on his face were clearly visible. Zizhu watched from the side, Ji Qinghe's appearance was not bad. Although it can't compare to Xiao Guifei Lin Zhaorong, it is not worse than her master. The most delicate meaning is that it is rare in the palace. However, the little master of Ji is not favored, it is really a trick.

"Little lord, this is the cloak that my master asked me to take. It just so happened that I was tidying up the small warehouse today, and when I saw this dress, the master said that this color is the best for the little master. And the slave and maid sent it. Look, little lord. Zizhu lifted the clothes on the table, put them in front of Ji Qinghe, and said gently.

"That's embarrassing. I have always been taken care of by Sister Fu, how can I accept such a good thing now. Ji Qinghe hurriedly waved his hand, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he looked pitiful.

"Little master, you don't have to be polite. The master really treats the little master as a sister, don't push it back. Zizhu put down his clothes, looked at Ji Qinghe's appearance, and was also a little distressed, and comforted. It's not a good thing, and the master is just for the little master to wear on weekdays, and the little master doesn't have to have any pressure. Zizhu was very good at talking, and after the two of them pushed back, Ji Qinghe finally nodded and accepted.

"Bilian, come and send Miss Zizhu." Ji Qinghe kept sending Zizhu to the door, and when he saw that Bilian was still kneeling on the ground, he shouted softly.

"Yes." When Bilian saw Zizhu coming out, she hurriedly stood up and greeted her, supporting Zizhu. "Zizhu girl, I'll send you."

"Okay, little master, go back quickly. It's cold outside. Zizhu said to Ji Qinghe with a smile, and walked a few steps with Bilian's hand, which also made Bilian stop. I went straight from the cloister into the backyard. Bilian returned to the side hall, and Ji Qinghe had already entered. She closed the door and walked into the inner room.

"Little Lord." Bi Lian watched Ji Qinghe sit at the table, touching the azure cloak with her hand, the corners of her mouth raised, and she looked very good. "Was this sent by Miss Zizhu?"

"Yes. I knew that Fu Zhaorong wouldn't just ignore it, you see, it was just sent over. Bilian, thank you for your hard work. Ji Qinghe said to Bilian with a smile. His cloak wasn't burned out, but it was too old to wear. After Ji Qinghe inquired about Fu Zhaorong's absence, he came up with such an idea. After all, the reputation of Fairy Fu Zhaorong is outside, if you ignore yourself, I am afraid that the minions below will chew the root of your tongue.

"That's what a slave should do." Bi Lian smiled and said, "Little master, the slave will help you hang up your clothes and sort them out." After all, it was taken out of the storeroom, and dust had accumulated on it. ”

"Yes, take it. By the way, Fu Zhaorong didn't wear this dress. Ji Qinghe suddenly remembered this and asked.

"The slave has never seen it. This winter, Fu Zhaorong wore the navy blue and the one with the twisted gold thread. This azure one, I didn't wear it. Bi Lian thought about it, this dress Fu Zhaorong really didn't wear this year.

"That's good. Take it down, and send Ping'er to get the food by the way. Ji Qinghe waved his hand and commanded.

"Yes." Bilian took out her clothes, and the old mother who went out to call in the side hall was only her and Ping'er. Ping'er is a little girl who is not yet in time, and she can't do anything else at all. On weekdays, she can only thank for things like laundry and food, and the work of serving the little master is usually done by herself.

Bi Lian took out her clothes, there were no warm pavilion suites in this side hall, there were only four or five houses in total, and a very small courtyard. Bilian took her clothes and went into the courtyard and propped them up with a pole. turned to look for Ping'er, and after looking around, I found Ping'er. I saw her squatting, and I didn't know what she was doing.

"Ping'er, what's wrong with you. Don't go get food yet. Bilian walked up and patted Ping'er on the shoulder. Ping'er hurriedly stood up, hid the things in her hand behind her, and looked at Bilian in horror.

"Show me what you're holding in your hand." Bilian has always been very fierce to Ping'er, she was originally a person next to the queen, and she already has a bit of a temper.

"Nothing." Ping'er pouted, shook her head hurriedly, and kept her legs behind, tears in her eyes were about to flow out.

"Show me! I repeat it, or I'll tell the little lord to go! Bilian said with a stern face. Seeing that Ping'er still didn't want to take it out, she simply went to grab it. Ping'er is a little girl, where can she grab Bilian. Soon, the things in Ping'er's hand were snatched away by Bilian.

Bilian looked at the thing in her hand, and it turned out to be an old book. This girl, where did she steal something?

"You can't read, what are you going to read with a book!" Bilian yelled aggressively.

"Sister, it's not words, it's all kinds of paintings. I found it in a hole in the corner of the wall, I didn't steal. Ping'er raised her hands and shook her head in defense.

"Okay, I got it. Go get the food, be careful that the little master picks your skin. Bilian rolled up the book, put it in her sleeve, and yelled at Ping'er.

"Got it, slave and maid will go." Ping'er saw that Bilian didn't blame her anymore, and hurriedly ran out.

Leaving Bilian standing alone in the courtyard, Bilian walked into her room and closed the door. took out the book in his sleeve, and when he opened it, he saw that there were two **** villains, and each page was painted with something filthy. Bi Lian's face was red and her heart was beating when she saw it, and she hurriedly closed the book.

Ping'er is a child, and it is impossible to get this kind of thing. The little master of his own family is within the scope of his supervision anytime and anywhere, and it is definitely impossible to get this kind of book to read. Qinglian is inside, since it is impossible for the people in the side hall, then such a book can only be obtained from the main hall. Bilian frowned and thought for a moment in her chair. This matter is not small, and if it is used, it can also involve many people. If you report it, it will be a great achievement, but at present, there is no other information to hand it in directly, in case it is messed up.

After hesitating for a while, Bi Lian still walked out of Qinglian Ju from the side door and walked straight towards Kunning Palace.

And at this moment, Fu Zhaorong is choosing clothes for tomorrow's feast. Be sure to dress yourself up brightly, so that you can attract the attention of Brother Lu Ying. Fu Zhaorong thought and raised the corners of her mouth.