Qi Qingyu jumped off the house while thinking and walked out. Qingxin hurriedly brought a vase of flowers, which blocked Qi Qingyu's way, "Sixth girl, do you think this flower is beautiful?" It is a flower planted by the slave maid herself. ”

The fragrance of the red rhododendron in the white moon season came to the face, but it was mixed with a trace of an almost inaudible strange aroma, but it was not the same as the strange medicinal fragrance of Su Manshu......

Qi Qingyu was annoyed, they dared to drug her again! This kind of dirty method is not boring, right?

Although his heart trembled, Qi Qingyu still managed to disguise the joy of a child seeing a novelty, "It's so beautiful." She slapped her palms a few times and took a deep inhale of the flowers.

The brain is more dull.

"If the sixth girl likes it, can it be placed on the small table next to the bed?" Qingxin smiled, and there was no trace of vicious calculations on the surface.

Qi Qingyu nodded happily, but her small body was slumped softly. Qingxin hurriedly put down the vase and supported Qi Qingyu, "Sixth girl, you may have been hungry after sleeping all afternoon." ”

"I'm hungry." Qi Qingyu nodded vigorously in agreement, and her plump little face was a little pale.

Qingxin said: "Qing Shui is preparing egg silver noodles in the back kitchen, and the slave will let people pass it on." ”

When Qi Qingyu went out with a clear heart, he grabbed something and threw it at Jingju Courtyard, and hurriedly hid back in the room and lay down on the couch.

When Qingxin came in, Qi Qingyu was raising her eyes and looking at her pitifully.

Qingxin saw that Qi Qingyu was like a languishing little flower at this time, and his eyes were shocked, and he hurriedly said in a softer voice: "Sixth girl, the silver silk noodles will be fine after a while." Why don't you wait for you to learn calligraphy first, or take a book to read to you? ”

Qi Qingyu shook her head, playing with her hair boredly.

Looking at it with a clear heart, the black silk-like hair is bright and moist, which really teaches people to be jealous.

"Sixth girl, the eldest girl asked the slave maid to come over and see if there was anything that needed help." After a while, Fukuda came from Jingju Courtyard, and the wound on his head was still wrapped in a strip of jujube cloth.

Qi Qingyu immediately jumped off the ground and said fiercely: "Xiaolan's little hoof, the shrimp she caught is not clean, and it eats me badly." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Futian was very surprised, walked quickly to Qi Qingyu and squatted down and asked, "I heard that a doctor is here just now, but you said that you have a bad stomach, sixth girl?" ”

"Sister Futian, rest assured, the sixth girl didn't have a bad stomach. It was because of typhoid fever that I asked the doctor to call for the pulse. Qingxin hurriedly explained, "There is no problem with Xiaolan's porridge." ”

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Fukuda's slap slapped Qingxin's face firmly, just as Qing Shui saw it with pasta.

Qingxin covered his face and was very annoyed, and he wanted to pounce with his teeth and claws, but was stopped by Qing Shui's sharp eyes, but he still asked indignantly: "Why are you beating me?" ”

"I don't understand the most basic rules, and I don't teach you to teach anyone." Futian glared at Qingxin, if his eyebrows were thicker, he would be more imposing than Fuqin.

"Dare to ask Sister Futian, what was wrong with me?" Qingxin tried to endure the anger under the gaze of Qing Shui's hidden blade, and was so aggrieved that he choked up.

"The master won't let you speak, what are you talking about?" Fukuda glanced at Qingxin, took the silver silk noodles from Qing Shui's hand, but said softly: "You guys go down." ”

"Yes." Qingxin and Qing Shui touched their eyes and stepped back.

Futian frowned, "Sixth girl, is it okay for the slave to feed you noodles?" ”

"Eat it yourself." Qi Qingyu tried the pasta with a silver needle, and only dared to use chopsticks when he saw that it was not poisonous, and he finished a bowl of eggs, greens, vegetables, and shredded noodles in three or two clicks.

Futian was distressed, and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe Qi Qingyu's mouth.

"I want Xiaolan, help me kick the two of them out."

"Come on, slave and maid." Although he didn't understand why Qi Qingyu did this, Futian was worried that Xiaolan wouldn't be able to eat the two of them.

"Let Xiaolan go, if she can't do this thing, drive her away, it's annoying." Qi Qingyu was a little impatient, her body was very uncomfortable, and she lived like she was suffering from heat in the middle of summer.

"The slave is going to tell Xiaolan."

Qi Qingyu lay quietly on the couch, looking a little sickly. She patiently waited for the good show to play outside, hoping that Xiaolan would not disappoint her.

She really hated this kind of life, and once she lost the help of her powerful maid, she felt like a bird in a cage, unable to fly high even if her wings were still there.

What can you pounce on in a cage all day?

Qi Qingyu, who has always liked to stand in a dominant position, is extremely disgusted with this passive state.

But she couldn't come forward in person, and it would be troublesome if her business enemies found out that she was too different from her actual age, so that trickery would falsely accuse her.

After a while, there was a commotion outside. Qingxin's voice was sharp enough, but after a while, he was suppressed by Xiaolan.

When the two quarreled, Qing Shui came to persuade them.

Suddenly, there was no noise, but the sound of rolling could be heard clearly.

Qi Qingyu curiously hid in the flower window of the bright room and peeked, only to see Xiaolan and Qingxin scuffling together, while Qing Shui was already lying on the ground, unconscious.

The two scuffled for a while, and the outside of the courtyard became lively, with bright lights, gathering here and there.

The eldest wife, Zeng, the second wife, Zhang, and the third wife, Zou, all rushed here.

"Stop!" Mama Li rushed in first, and finally pulled Xiaolan and Qingxin away from each other's hair. But in an instant, they threw themselves together and tore their clothes.

"You."

"You're a slut, slut, no one is cheaper than you!"

"If you don't stop, I'll sell you at once." Zeng opened his mouth majestically.

Qi Qingyu almost laughed, and hurriedly covered her mouth and tiptoed back to the room.

"What is the point of you scolding such vulgar words in the girl's boudoir? Is there still a Qi family in your eyes? Zeng picked up the clear water on the ground and began a stern and long reprimand.

Qingxin was the most aggrieved, and rushed to defend: "It was Xiaolan who deliberately found fault, couldn't take the tray well, and sprinkled all the noodle soup on the slave maid." The slave just told her to be careful next time, and she beat me. ”

Qingxin sobbed, very sad, as if he had never suffered such a big grievance.

"Big lady, the slave maid just finished serving the six girls to eat, this soup bowl was sent back to the back kitchen by the slave maid and the maid, who knew that such a thing happened, the slave maid was at fault." Xiaolan didn't say anything, but Fukuda opened his mouth and knelt down.

Xiaolan was slightly stunned and knelt down.

Qingxin had to kneel down, her chest rising and falling violently, and she couldn't help but cry loudly.

Zeng sighed, looked at their embarrassed appearance, couldn't bear to scold, and ordered Mama Li to bring Qingxin and Qingshui down.

Zhang hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, why don't I transfer Fuxia over for the six girls." "The Jiang family didn't come to trouble today, the Zhang family was very steady, and they had the idea of currying favor with Qi Qingyu again.

"I understand the second brother and sister's intentions, it is better to transfer Futian over, so as not to make the six girls unhappy when they see new faces." Zeng glanced at Zou as he spoke, obviously saying this to her deliberately.