Chapter Seventy-One: The Trick

An Qing couldn't resist her, and was worried that her wound would open, so she stepped forward to help her knead the dough, and took some of the ingredients she named to use, and listed them on the board one by one.

"It seems that you still know my mind." Luo Xue smiled lightly, and the pair of pear vortices on her cheeks sank deeper and deeper, which was very charming.

Inside the West Garden

After the little girl got the sugar painting, she was in a very good mood, and when she saw Ah Li enter the house, she pulled her to see the sugar painting she had made.

"I think that bride is really good, she can even do something as fun as sugar painting, I really don't know what she can't."

Hearing the little girl's praise of Luo Xueshen like this, Ah Xuezhong was even more indignant, so he interjected, "Yes, it's so good that even your medicine has been poured by the slave maid." This is called caring for you, and the slave can't tell that she really cares. ”

"Ah Li! How can you talk like that? The bride ...... "Before the little girl finished speaking, Mama Song's voice sounded outside.

Ah Li hurried out to welcome her into the house.

As soon as she entered the house, Mother Song saw the little girl lying on the couch, and hurriedly stepped forward to say a few words of concern, and after learning that her body was no longer in trouble, she was relieved, "I heard that Mrs. came to see the little lady today?" ”

"Yes, Mother Song. The bride also taught me to make sugar paintings, do you see how beautiful they look? The little girl smiled sweetly and handed her the sugar painting in her hand as if it were a treasure.

Mother Song smiled again and again: "Okay...... It seems that you and Madame are getting acquainted. This lady is also sincere to you, and you must remember her affection well. ”

After the little girl answered, the two chatted without saying a word. Originally, Mother Song came to coax her to take a nap, but the little girl insisted on pestering her to tell stories.

Where can this Song mother tell stories, so she has to babble and sing some folk songs that once coaxed Guan Qiannan to sleep for her. Fortunately, the little girl was not picky, and she was very happy to hear it.

It was easy to lull her to sleep, and Song's mother had to get out.

As soon as he went out, Ah Li hurriedly greeted him, his face was very ugly, "Mother Song, why are you talking to Madame now?" ”

Mother Song asked a few words puzzled, and Ah Li said word for word about pouring medicine today, and derogatory Luo Xue Shen a few words by the way.

"I see that this lady just didn't have any good intentions, and this was pouring medicine and taking the little lady to the kitchen to have fun, as if she was afraid that her illness would get better. How can you say there are such ruthless people? I guess the little lady's illness came from her! ”

"Ah Li!" Mother Song looked around a little nervously and scolded in a low voice.

"What? I'm telling the truth, can't I ...... yet"

When Mother Song heard this, she immediately stepped forward to cover her mouth, and then dragged her to a secluded place in the garden with all her might, and then let go.

"You have to say this in good conscience. How the lady treats the little lady, I see it all, if the ordinary girl is our sixth master's Chongxi lady, I am afraid that she would have been looking for death and life. But our lady didn't, she not only cared about the sixth master, but also took special care of the little lady, and you don't have to say this kind of gossip in the future. ”

Hearing that Mother Song said that this series was all for Luo Xue Shen to excuse her, Ah Li was even more angry, and retorted sharply: "What I see in my eyes is true, unlike you who are all confused by her little tricks!" ”