"What are you hiding and what are you afraid of?" Fang Qing's eyes were like torches, staring at the camellia in front of him tightly, as if he was about to dig out a shocking secret.

Camellia still didn't say a word, tears fell down her eyes, "Young lady, let the slave maid wait for you to bathe, slave... I really don't know anything. ”

Seeing that Camellia was still silent, Fang Qing had no choice but to give up.

The bathroom is filled with warm moisture, hot water surrounds the skin around Fang Qing's body, the moist luster is smooth, under a candlelight, a layer of dark fragrant petals floats on the sparkling water surface, and the jasmine flowers as white as white jade quietly stretch and roll up in the water, like a spring feast, bursts of fragrance linger on the tip of Fang Qing's nose, extremely comfortable.

Fang Qing closed her eyes, quietly enjoying the camellia and poured a scoop of warm hot water on her body, the fragrance of the flowers overflowed, Fang Qing only felt that the taste of jasmine flowers was fragrant between her heart and spleen, and sighed faintly, "The taste of jasmine, I like it, other people's baths use roses and peony flowers, how do you think about it, give me jasmine......"

As he spoke, Camellia sprinkled a handful of dried flowers and leaves in the water, and replied casually, "The eldest young master likes the taste of jasmine." ”

Fang Qing chuckled in her heart, but there was no expression on her face, she was still enjoying this qiē with her eyes closed.

Camellia quickly spread Fang Qing's jet-black hair like a waterfall, gently twisted a piece of soap made of sesame leaves and washed it on the hair, and a burst of coolness extended from the root to the hair, from the hair to the whole body.

"Camellia, is this the taste of sesame leaves, why don't you use soaphorns, that thing is all over the trees, it is enough to use one pole for half a year, how convenient it is......"

"The eldest young master said that he doesn't like the taste of soaphorn." Camellia didn't realize anything at all, and was still meticulously fiddling with each strand of Fang Qing's hair.

The bathing of the big family is really different from taking a bath by the river in Que Village, Fang Qing can't wait to fall asleep in the bathtub, thinking about the previous in Bird Village, worried about being seen by Lai San's scoundrels, he was afraid to paddle twice in the water by the stream, it was simply a wet body and quickly climbed up; Later, under the persecution of Zhao Zhi, he and Cardamom tossed a wooden bucket, and only boiled water to wash the ashes off their bodies; It took so much effort and spent an hour tossing and turning in the bath, which was the first time in my life.

Camellia helped Fang Qing, who was like a hibiscus out of the water, out of the bathtub, Camellia pinched Fang cloth to wipe Fang Qing's body, but Fang Qing drank it!

"You! Turn around and give me the scarf. ”

Camellia was stunned, not understanding what Fang Qing meant at all, "Young lady, let the slave maid wipe your body, you wipe yourself yourself, if the eldest young master knows, he will blame the slave and maid for not taking care of you." ”

"Bare-chested, how awkward it is to let others help wipe your body, you give me a square scarf, I'll do it myself!" After speaking, he didn't allow Camellia to refute, so he dragged a square towel around his body and hid behind the screen to avoid Camellia's gaze.

Camellia had to wait outside.

After a while, Fang Qing put on a clean undershirt, and then walked out from behind the screen.

Camellia prepared a set of plain green flower dresses for Fang Qing, "Young lady, this is the best fabric in the Nanyang Silk Village in the city, the best tailor's clothes, two years ago, the eldest young master bought it and kept it like this, until just now, he asked the slave maid to bring it to you to change, presumably, the eldest young master has good intentions for you." ”

Fang Qing picked up the dress, and saw clusters of elegant jasmine flowers dotted with clusters on the plain white silk cloth, as refined and fresh as a fairy, simple as a pool of clear water, without a ripple.

The corners of Fang Qing's mouth smiled, and a pair of hands as white as lotus roots stroked the dress carefully, and asked, "Does this dress have a name?" ”

"Yes, I heard the eldest young master say, it seems to be called, Little Flower Jasmine Xianluo Skirt."

"Little Flower Jasmine Fairy Luo Skirt ......" Fang Qing read carefully, and suddenly raised her eyes to stare brightly, revealing sharpness, "Camellia, do you know what my true identity is?" ”

Camellia said in a daze, "Yes... The wife of the eldest young master, the young lady of our General Meng's mansion. ”

"Wrong! I am the sister-in-law of the four princes today, Princess Wuyang. Do you know what will happen to you if you deceive me? Fang Qing's eyes were like a torch.

Camellia stood in place, looking at Fang Qing stupidly, his eyes full of fear and helplessness.

"You just said ...... Ignorant of Aoyama's preferences, then ...... When I took a shower just now, how did you know that the smell that Aoyama likes is jasmine, and what he hates is soaphorn; This dress was obviously bought two years ago, and two years ago, the eldest lady of the Qian family was the young lady of your General Meng's Mansion, and this dress was obviously prepared for her! You actually took that slut's clothes to wear this princess, are you tired of being crooked?! Fang Qing's gaze was gloomy and cold, and he approached the camellia step by step.

I saw Camellia's legs weak, and his butt fell to the ground, "The young lady spares her life, the princess spares her life, Camellia ...... Camellia didn't mean to deceive the princess, it was really a bitter one. ”

"Oh? If there is a hardship, then what is the hardship, otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind......" Fang Qing sat at the table where the dress was placed, and raised her hand to admire her fingers like white jade.

"Camellia dare not say ......"

"I want you to say that I will not blame you for any problems, on the contrary, I will reward you for your honesty."

Camellia frowned, looking nervous, and occasionally looked up to meet a pair of sharp eyes like a flood of sunny, and had to say wistfully, "Before... The eldest young master and the eldest lady of the Qian family have always had a bad relationship. At that time, the eldest young master often lived in the army, and the young lady of the Qian family could not find the eldest young master, so she would come to live in the house for two days, and when she was bored, she would ask the slave and maid some questions about the eldest young master's dietary preferences and life preferences, and the slave and maid felt that it was no big deal, so they answered them one by one. Until...... One day two years ago, the eldest young master suddenly brought back this set of little jasmine fairy Luo skirts and put them in the cabinet, after the Qian family found out, she thought it was given to her by the eldest young master, and she was very happy, and waited for the eldest young master in the room for a whole day, until the evening...... When the eldest young master came back from the army, he saw Miss Qian holding a dress and couldn't put it down, so he ...... Just ......"

"Just what? Don't swallow it slowly like this, I'm going to die of your urgency......"

The eldest young master was furious, snatched the dress back from Miss Qian's hand, and reprimanded Miss Qian for tampering with his things, saying that this dress was not given to her. Miss Qian was very aggrieved, so she asked who the dress was for. The eldest young master didn't answer, so Miss Qian kept asking, and in the end, the eldest young master was forced to be anxious, and the eldest young master had to say that it was given to the slave. Camellia choked up, for fear that a word would not be right for Fang Qing's ears and cause death.

"And then?"

"Since that day, Miss Qian has always regarded me like a thorn, and if I say something about the eldest young master, I will be beaten and slaved...... The slave and maid are really afraid, every time Miss Qian beats the slave and maid, the slave and maid dare not speak up, until one day, the eldest young master is discovered, and the eldest young master deliberately treats the slave and maid coldly in order to be less beaten by the slave and maid, and the Miss Qian family will be in a better mood. ”

"Is there such a thing?" Fang Qing only felt that his heart suddenly tightened.

"What the slave said is true, the slave really didn't think about the eldest young master. This little flower jasmine fairy skirt, which really no one has worn, has been kept in the wardrobe of the eldest young master. ”