Fang Pinzhi was like a trick, and took out a box from his sleeve: "I still have a few incense pills here, give them to Sister Zhiqiu, I hope you don't dislike it." ”

When Zhiqiu heard this, he was suddenly a little surprised: "Ning Xiang Pill? How dare I take something so expensive? Girl, you're welcome. ”

Fang Pinzhi looked left and right, glanced at Mama Zhao, who was looking here with her neck stretched not far away, and lowered her voice.

"Don't hide it from Sister Qiu, you must not tell others, especially that Mother Zhao. This incense pill, in fact, how can it be so expensive, it is the second son who is knocking on the bamboo bar of the side concubine Niangniang, deliberately raising the price. To make it, the cost is only a few taels of silver a box. Although my monthly silver is not high, the second son is really generous to me, and he often rewards me, which is not rare. ”

Zhiqiu understands Jin Er's personality, he is mercenary, and he is lustful, and picking up the skin from Leng Qinglang is indeed something he can do. Let's just say that a few small pills are even more expensive than gold, so Leng Qinglang was willing to give up such a blood capital in order to compete for favor, and was obediently pitted by Jin Er.

She stammered: "No wonder Miss Xiaozhi, you have such a good complexion." ”

Fang Pinzhi raised his hand and touched his face, and smiled shyly: "Let Sister Zhiqiu smile." The second son, he is just willing to do this. ”

These words are ambiguous and reverie, and Zhiqiu is tacit. A maid like Xiao Zhi follows Jin Er, it's no wonder that she is not coveted. Jin Er was naturally willing to reward her with incense pills, wasn't it for his own enjoyment?

Fang Pinzhi stuffed the incense pill into her hand: "Don't be polite to me, just eat, wait for me to give medicine to your side concubine next time, and then bring some to you." It's just that you must not let your side concubine know about it, otherwise you will be smashed. ”

Everyone has a love for beauty, and Zhiqiu is the same, she has long been envious of Leng Qinglang's reborn transformation, and she is even more covetous of the incense pill in her hand. So I couldn't resist the temptation at all, took it in my hand, and thanked him.

Fang Pinzhi and his sister were close to it for a while, and then he turned around and went out of the house.

Zhiqiu was like a treasure, hiding the incense pill in his cuffs, and turned his face back to Wisteria Xiaozhu.

Mother Zhao was still guarding the door, and when she saw her, she asked curiously, "What good things did he give you?" ”

Zhiqiu naturally couldn't say it, and denied it: "You're dazzled, right?" It's just a couple of words, what can he give me? ”

Since the last time she was in prison, Zhiqiu reminded Zhao's mother, and Zhao's mother spoke to her politely, and no longer spoke coldly like that. In addition, the two of them now have no important conflicts of interest except for old grudges. So the relationship eased a little bit, so that it was not incompatible.

Mother Zhao said a little more: "Yes, Second Young Master Jin doesn't learn and has no skills, and many people around him are also ill-intentioned, dealing with them, but you have to be careful." ”

Zhiqiu didn't say anything on the surface, but in his heart he scoffed at Zhao's mother's words. After a perfunctory sentence, he went back to his room, touched out the incense pill, and looked at it over and over again, like a baby.

Leng Qinglang carried her behind her when she ate the incense pill, so she didn't know if it was the incense pill. Like Leng Qinglang, he poured a glass of wine and ate it.

As soon as I got out of my stomach, I felt that my stomach was hot, and a stream of hot air steamed up directly, and then the pores opened, and the limbs became Tongtai, and the whole person was like becoming an immortal, which was very wonderful.

That's the beauty of incense pills. Zhiqiu firmly believes that Fang Pinyi must not have deceived himself.

In the future, I will be relieved and bold and eat all those pills.

Day 2.

After a night's rest, Jinyu regained his strength.

The sky was just white, and she heard Mama Diao in the courtyard asking Murong Qi for peace. The courtyard door opened, and Murong Qi's footsteps gradually faded away.

She knew that Murong Qi had the habit of practicing swords every morning, and she should go to the gate of Chaotianque to practice swords, so as not to disturb Leng Qinghuan's good dreams.

asked Daimo to finish freshening herself, and she followed the sound to find her with Daimo's support. He didn't bother quietly, just stood quietly aside, listening to the sound of Murong Qi's clothes sassing and the long sword in his hand cutting through the air rapidly, with a quiet and peaceful face.

Murong Qi practiced so much that he realized her existence for a long time, and suddenly felt uncomfortable all over, put away the long sword, and walked straight towards her.

"The wound on your head is not yet healed, you should rest more and don't go out to blow the wind."

Jin Yu took out the handkerchief from his arms and groped to wipe Murong Qi's sweat.

"Jin Yu is timid, frightened last night, and couldn't sleep well. If you lie down, you will be cranky, it is better to come out with your cousin, and your mood will be much better. ”

Murong Qi dodged her kindness without a trace: "I believe that Qing Huan will definitely be able to cure your eyes, and you must have faith in her." ”

Jin Yu lowered his head and squeezed the handkerchief tightly: "Actually, I'm afraid my eyes have no hope." But I stayed in front of Concubine Hui, she felt sorry for me, always cried, and would be angry with Concubine Niangniang. I think I'll feel much better if I leave her for a while and can't see me. As for whether the princess will help me heal, my cousin should not force her. ”

This excuse is quite fresh and refined, and it buries Leng Qinghuan and Leng Qinglang in a roundabout way.

Murong Qi did not hide the displeasure on his face at all: "Of course, I told Qing Huan, do your best, obey the destiny of heaven, and don't force yourself." ”

Jin Yu's face was full of gentle smiles, and he was dry, and he lost his moisture.

Leng Qinglang also got up early today, and after freshening up, he took Zhiqiu directly to Chaotianque, and saluted Murong Qifu, like a weak willow supporting the wind.

"Why are you here too?"

"Concubine Hui ordered that the concubine take care of the diet and daily life of the county lord of Jinyu, and she did not dare to slack off."

Murong Qi turned his face to look at the courtyard yawning without an image, while hugging his shoulders to look at the lively Leng Qinghuan, and suddenly felt that his head was big.

Three women in one play, now, Leng Qinglang, Jin Yu, Zhiqiu, plus Leng Qinghuan, such a big place as Chaotianque, I am afraid that the roof will be lifted.

Self-inflicted iniquity, not to live, these are all debts incurred by themselves.

Leng Qinghuan was not in a hurry or annoyed, he looked at Murong Qi in a dilemma with a smile, covered his lips and smiled: "It's good, I have gathered a table of mahjong, and I just have a tight hand these days." ”

Jin Yu's expression darkened: "Sister Princess said that she laughed, and Jin Yu couldn't see the cards clearly." ”

I'm really going to pretend to be pitiful, you're so blind and it's none of my business.

Leng Qinglang took over: "It's better to listen to the music for a while, there are a few Qingpingle tunes popular in the market recently." I heard that the lord of Jinyu County is erudite and talented, and we listened to the song and wrote the lyrics together, which also lost a kind of elegance. ”

Jin Yu frowned slightly: "I used to be better at playing music, but now I can't see the strings, and I can't help but feel sad when I listen to that tune." ”

Leng Qinglang has no words, anyway, he can't play well, and people are professional.

Leng Qinghuan's heart is even more galloping, these days, there are many husbands and wives, and they don't have any skills, and they can't compete for favor. I don't know how to write and ink, I don't know the rhythm of the piano, and even listening to music is just the cow that plays the piano to the cow.

She sneered: "Actually, I have a good idea. ”

"What's a good idea?"

Leng Qinghuan looked at Jinyu and smiled very brightly: "Let's play hide and seek, Jinyu sits in the village, and he doesn't even have to cover his eyes, how suitable!" ”