Zhiqiu knelt at the gate of the courtyard of the wisteria building, seeing that it was getting late, lanterns were held everywhere in the house, and mosquitoes were revolving around her arrogantly, and her face was hot and still hurting. That's it, what is even more unbearable is the subordinates who come and go, which makes Zhiqiu's face burn with shame.

She understood her young lady's intention to punish herself like this, but she was just blaming herself for Murong Qi.

She was bent on planning for her, she actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and in the eyes of King Qi in the future, she was a scheming slave who sowed and sowed discord.

The more I think about it, the more angry I get, and the more I think about it, the more annoyed I become. I didn't even eat dinner, I had an empty stomach, and I was dizzy.

And Leng Qinglang's mood today is not much better. She thought that when Murong Qi came back from the palace, he should come to his own wisteria building, and how would she talk to herself.

Who knows, from sunset to starry sky, listening that the outside has been handed over, Murong Qi should have rested in the study. felt even more uncomfortable, feeling that he had been left out, Murong Qi was really angry with himself.

She ordered someone to wake Zhiqiu up, she was upset, and she didn't bother to appease her dissatisfaction, so she fell asleep first.

Zhiqiu's legs were numb on his knees, and he struggled to stand up, feeling hungry and dizzy. She was already low in blood sugar, but now she felt like she was prostrating.

She usually relies on the cold and heavy, and she doesn't look at the other people in the yard, so it's not as good as Zhao's mother. was punished today, and a bunch of people gloated, and no one helped her keep food. Step by step, I walked to the kitchen of the house, and the inside was already locked.

There were few masters in the house, and the people in the kitchen were also slack, so they sealed the fire early.

She walked back lonely, passing by the main courtyard, where the lanterns were still on, orange candlelight poured out of the crack in the door, a sweet smell was steaming around, and there were still people chattering in the courtyard.

At her feet, looking through the crack in the door, Leng Qinghuan and Doudou were sitting cross-legged in front of a small charcoal stove, holding a bowl in their hands, eating with relish and chatting about family life.

What is tumbling on the stove should be white fungus lotus seed soup. Zhiqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, reluctant to move the ground.

Doudou frowned and spoke: "I heard that Zhiqiu is still kneeling at the gate of the courtyard now, I am really relieved." Let her help the abuse, nonsense! ”

"At most, it can be regarded as its own master, Zhiqiu is really loyal to Leng Qinglang, but it's a pity that he is not a lady when he meets someone. Today's things are okay, it's just a small episode, Leng Qinglang is just putting on a show in order to save his position in Murong Qi's heart.

Do you think, if that Zhiqiu helped Leng Qinglang do something shady behind his back. Once the incident happened, in order to save himself, Leng Qinglang crossed the river and demolished the bridge. ”

A layer of cold sweat broke out in his heart after knowing the autumn, and he listened attentively.

Doudou took a sip: "That's also her own doing." Why bother to fight for the tiger? ”

"It must be Leng Qinglang painting cakes to satisfy her hunger, and she should inherit any benefits, or take her out in the future."

"Actually, it turned out that in the Prime Minister's Mansion, our subordinates all said in private that Zhiqiu is good-looking, no worse than the second lady, and if she follows the second miss as a dowry girl in the future, she will not be able to run through the room."

Leng Qinghuan put down the spoon and soup bowl in his hand: "It's not just a room, you guys are too underestimating Zhiqiu's girl." She was born with a good skin, and her heart and eyes are lively, and even Leng Qinglang is not her opponent. If she is really promoted, who is more favored by Leng Qinglang or Leng Qinglang, then it is uncertain. ”

"How can it, miss, Zhiqiu is just a girl."

Leng Qinghuan sneered lightly: "I'm still a concubine, what about the concubine, why did Leng Qinglang put me in his eyes?" Men's pets are the last word, what is the background? I'm afraid you don't know, Miss Xiuyun of the Earl's Palace, that court is not low, and now she is riding on her head by an outer room from the market to make a fortune. ”

Doudou's eyes widened: "That's different, the prince and the second son of the Hou Mansion don't have the same temperament, he doesn't seem to be very keen on beauty." ”

"All men in the world are the same, have you paid attention, every time Murong Qi saw Zhiqiu, his eyes were hot, and he glanced at her vigorously, as if he was glued to it. It's a pity that Leng Qinglang didn't give the two of them this opportunity, according to her character, it is absolutely impossible to promote Zhiqiu. ”

The two chattered and talked, although they lowered their voices, but Zhiqiu outside the door heard it clearly, and he was in a mood for a while, and he was a little distracted. Some thoughts that were desperately suppressed by themselves quietly popped up, and then grew wildly.

For the first time, she found out that in fact, this eldest lady was not so annoying, and she had some things to say very well.

Zhiqiu greedily took a deep breath of the sweet fragrance of white fungus lotus seeds, and then returned to Wisteria Xiaozhu.

He crept over, peeked out through the crack in the door, and then smiled "poof": "Miss, it's gone." ”

Leng Qinghuan stood up: "This Leng Qinglang is really willing to let her kneel, it seems that her bad deeds have been exposed, and she is angry." ”

"This is called if people don't know unless they do it, when they killed the rabbit and planted Miss Femme, they didn't think that there would be today?"

Leng Qinghuan squinted his eyes, and was in a very good mood: "Didn't you see Murong Qi when he heard Shen Shizi's words, and the look of eating stool was so relieving." At the beginning, I did it with my wife, but I didn't enter the oil and salt, and I didn't listen to the explanation, but this time I was slapped hard. I'm on the sidelines, and that's a pleasure. ”

"Miss, you too, the prince can just change it if he knows his mistakes, why don't you give him face, pointing at Sang and scolding people. Others are holding and respecting him as if he were a master, and he is used to an arrogant air that cannot be disobeyed, and you have repeatedly challenged his bottom line. ”

Leng Qinghuan was dismissive: "Some people just like to find discomfort. If you want to be a master, just find Leng Qinglang, it's not good to come to me. ”

"You say, what if we provoke Zhiqiu's ambition and really get favored in front of the prince? Aren't we here to fight tigers and lure wolves into the house? The first time I saw someone seduce someone like this to seduce their husband. ”

Leng Qinghuan was categorical: "How could Leng Qinglang give her such an opportunity, as soon as she saw the signs, she would definitely be strangled to death in the cradle immediately." Besides, I've been married into the palace for so long, have you ever seen any woman in Murong Qi? ”

Doudou shook his head: "I heard that the people who served in front of the prince were all guards and constant attendants. ”

"What kind of woman does he want, Zhiqiu is not top-notch, Murong Qi will not be so uninformed. And, I suspect, tsk, he may have more than he could do. ”

Doudou embarrassed face: "Miss, you are talking nonsense again." ”

"Do you think, on the battlefield, those people can't do any bad tricks? The prince has suffered so many injuries on his body, and it should be commonplace for him to be kicked or something occasionally. However, it's none of our business, let's just move a bench and eat melons. ”

Doudou glanced at the subordinate room that had been darkened, and lowered his voice: "What about that white-eyed wolf who can't be fed?" Thanks to you, Miss, you are so good to her, but she can't change her. ”

"There's no hurry." Leng Qinghuan looked thoughtful: "There is a way to kill chickens and monkeys, if Leng Qinglang cleans up Zhiqiu, the rabbit dies and the fox is sad, does she dare to work for Leng Qinglang?" ”

Zhiqiu quietly returned to Wisteria Kozuki. The lights had gone out in the deserted room.

She lived alone in a room by herself, which was a special treatment as a big maid.

She sat in front of the bed and was stunned for a moment. Then he gritted his teeth, stood up, changed into a set of soft satin tunic skirts, looked at the rhombic mirrors, lightly smeared a little balsam and peach pollen on his face, and then went out again.

At the door, I happened to meet Zhao's mother, with a key hanging on her waist, and she was about to close the door and lock it. Seeing that Zhiqiu was going out, he asked in surprise: "It's so late, where are you going?" ”

Zhiqiu and Zhao's mother have always been at odds, and they replied without looking back: "Find something to eat." I'll lock the door in a moment. ”

Mother Zhao pursed her lips, sniffed it, and muttered mockingly: "What do you do when you go to the kitchen and apply such fragrant balm?" Is there a handsome offspring in the kitchen? ”

Zhiqiu left the wisteria building, went straight out of the moon hanging flower door in the backyard, and walked in the direction of the study in the front yard.

The sky was gloomy, and there was a light rain, dripping, not big, but the wind was a little cool.

The light in the study was still on, and Murong Qi should not have stopped.

Zhiqiu walked up to him, but was politely stopped by the guard: "The study is heavy, and the idlers can't get close, what is the matter with Miss Zhiqiu?" ”