The bleak wind blew the snow outside the eaves, the oil-paper umbrella was propped up, the graceful figure melted into the snow, the tail behind him quickly followed, and the vicious eyes were hotter than the scorching September sun.

Rong Zhi glanced back at the menacing Zhou Qing, and couldn't help but speed up under his feet, and approached to quietly remind Zhou Huan.

The white and tender soft wattle trembled twice, and the towel fell to the ground with the wind, Rong Zhi sighed in her heart that the eldest lady was also a poor person, and she was so afraid that when she heard that the second lady was coming, she was so frightened that she couldn't hold the handkerchief.

She bent down to pick up the handkerchief, and a delicate embroidered shoe unceremoniously stepped on the moon-white handkerchief and crushed it hard.

Disdainful and coldly snorted, Zhou Qing raised her chin and stared at Zhou Huan proudly, her cowardly and fearful eyes were really pleasant.

The oil-paper umbrella was tilted to cover half of his face, only to see Zhou Huan biting his pink lip hard, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, hitting the cold stone wall before stopping.

"Second Miss, this is the eldest lady's veil." Rong Zhi reminded loudly, only opened his mouth to say a word, and was glared at by Zhou Qing, seeing that she looked familiar, and recognized that it was the person next to the old lady, so she was not embarrassed and snorted twice.

She walked in front of Zhou Huan with a hand stove, grabbed the oil-paper umbrella with all her strength, and threw it aside at will, the fine snow fell on her black hair and clothes, and occasionally fell on a small section of her neck exposed, melting into water, cool, I don't know if she was afraid of the people in front of her, or the snow was too cold, Zhou Huan shivered coldly, her lips were light and light, her expression was hasty, and she trembled.

"Just because you deserve to wear such good materials?"

As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Qing recognized that the material on her body was the warm satin that her grandmother only got a few days ago, light and warm, extremely difficult to get, and only her grandmother had two horses in the house, both of which were given to Zhou Huan, and hurriedly made clothes, do you want to show off?

"If the second sister likes it, there is another one in the embroidery room, which was originally intended to be made into clothes, and I will ask Rong Zhi to take it and give it to my sister later." Zhou Huan had a pale jade face, and he had to accompany him to laugh and please.

Looking at her pitiful appearance, as if he had bullied her, Zhou Qing said angrily: "Who is rare!"

Rong Zhi stepped forward to pick up an oil-paper umbrella to cover the snow and blocked it in front of Zhou Huan, with a warning implicit warning in his tone: "Second Miss, the eldest lady is your eldest sister."

"Hmph." Zhou Qing turned around and left.

Behind him, Rong Zhi had the heart to defend Zhou Huan, and raised his voice slightly: "I'm afraid that the warm satin can't be sent to the second lady, the embroidery girls have already started sewing a few days ago, and there are some scraps left, and the slaves and maids let them make embroidered shoes, which are the warmest to wear on their feet."

The oil-paper umbrella tilted back, so that Zhou Huan could see Zhou Qing's steps getting closer and closer, and she was really angry, and she didn't let the maid give her an umbrella.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and returned to the courtyard.

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Warm satin gold is not easy to obtain, the embroidery lady is more carefully tailored, the rest of the material made a pair of embroidered shoes and a hand stove cover, the pattern is acacia flowers, very good-looking.

In the middle of the night last night, the embroidery room hurriedly delivered the clothes.

Rong Zhi waited for Zhou Huan to put on the clothes and embroidered shoes, and said with a smile: "I don't know if the shoes fit or not, the eldest lady takes two steps."

took a step away, Zhou Huan's expression froze, and then he took another step stiffly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his two feet hurt in his heart.

"What's wrong, Miss?" Rong Zhi hurriedly asked.

"I'm hungry and it hurts." She smiled and made up a random nonsense to hide it.

Hearing this, Rong Zhi smiled, hurriedly waited for her to wash and groom, and went to serve breakfast.

Taking advantage of her absence, Zhou Huan immediately took off the embroidered shoes and took out an embroidery needle inside, the needle body had a small circle of patterns, which was used by the embroidery girl in Liu's room.

She will never admit her mistake, in her previous life, she stayed up all night sewing clothes for the Liu family, using such an embroidery needle!

She sneered, put on her embroidered shoes again, and pretended to have nothing to do, only she knew, stepping on the tip of a needle with every step, and fine beads of blood continued to flow out of the delicate soles of her feet, soaking her socks.

On the way to ask for peace, Zhou Huan has been holding back, and she almost couldn't stand up several times, but fortunately, Rong Zhi supported her in time, worried about her body, and persuaded her to go back to rest, and there was no need to hurry to ask for peace.

How can they not go, if they don't go, how can they see how pitiful they are, and how to pull Zhou Qing into the mud, no matter how much suffering they suffer, it is better than self-judgment.

The maid lifted the felt curtain and put it down immediately after Zhou Huan entered, unintentionally glancing at it, a few blood marks appeared in the courtyard, startled, and looked down at the position where Zhou Huan had just walked by, it was indeed blood footprints!

"The eldest sister came so early." Zhou Qing sneered when she saw her, yin and yang weird.

Rong Zhi immediately said: "Back to the old lady, the eldest lady is really unwell, the slave has persuaded the maid, the eldest lady has to come to the old lady to say goodbye, so it is late."

Zhou Huan didn't refute, and the soft voice was about to speak, when his lips and teeth overflowed with a cry of pain, and he fell to the ground.

The maid outside hurriedly ran in: "The eldest lady is injured?" The slave and maid see blood outside! ”

Smelling it carefully, there was indeed a faint smell of blood in the sandalwood, Rong Zhi was the closest, smelled it most clearly, and hurriedly checked where Zhou Huan was injured.

Lin Shi looked at it and pointed to Zhou Huan's feet: "These embroidered shoes are soaked in blood, hurry, let's see what's going on!"

Zhou Qing, who pretended to be calm, panicked in her heart, holding hot tea, her hands trembled, and thought about it, this matter could not be found on her head, it was just a needle, and the embroidery girl carelessly forgot to take it down, what did it have to do with her?

Rong Zhi immediately took off Zhou Huan's shoes and socks, groped in the embroidered shoes, and suddenly felt a pain in his fingertips, and immediately pulled out the embroidery needle.

"You kid, you don't know if there is a needle in your embroidered shoes?" The old lady sighed and raised her hand to signal the maid to help Zhou Huan up.

"This material was given by my grandmother, and I wanted to send it to my grandmother as soon as possible, but I didn't expect that there was an embroidery needle hidden in the shoe." She choked up, tears fell, what a poor man,

The maid handed the embroidery needle to the old lady and looked at it, and Liu, who realized that something was wrong, was shocked and looked at Zhou Qing.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to look at it, drinking tea vigorously, knowing her daughter Mo Ruomu, the more calm and calm she was, the more weak her heart was.

"I'll take a look." Lin also saw that something was wrong, and immediately beckoned to the maid: "Come here."

When the maid got closer, she looked at Liu Shi in surprise, then at the embroidery needle, and wrinkled her eyebrows: "Isn't this the embroidery needle in my sister-in-law's room?" How could it be found in Huan'er's embroidered shoes, it's really strange. ”

Hearing this, Qin got up and took a closer look and nodded: "Yes, the embroidery needles used by the embroidery lady in the sister-in-law's room have a small pattern."

The old lady had a calm face: "Show it to me."

The maid took the embroidery needle over again, and confirmed again and again that Nan Muzhu smashed heavily on the case, and Liu hurriedly pulled Zhou Qing to kneel.

He was sick a few days ago, but now Liu's face is pale and ugly, and Zhou Qing is even more flustered in his heart, how can a needle be recognized?