Ling Xiu'er hurriedly helped the person up, "Miss Wei, hurry up, I can't stand it." ”

Maybe it's because he was scared of being calculated after coming to the capital, although Wei Zhishu in front of him looked pure and lovely, without scheming, but Ling Xiu'er was even more afraid of something boring.

After coming to the capital, did you encounter few strange things?

"If Miss Wei really wants to learn embroidery, there is a royal embroidery girl in the first workshop in the world for you to learn, and a country woman like me can't go on the stage."

Hearing the meaning of Ling Xiu'er's refusal, Wei Zhishu's expression was a little gloomy, and she consciously let go of Ling Xiu'er's arm, "Sister Xiu'er, don't be surprised, I have a lot of sisters around me, but it is really rare for someone like you to be beautiful and kind, humble and sincere, I am happy and confused, I have offended you, please bear with me." ”

It is said that the first one is dominant, and Wei Zhishu used this trick superbly. However, the kung fu of half a pillar of incense concave a white lotus character in front of Ling Xiu'er.

Thanks to Ling Xiu'er's vigilance, otherwise she would be easily deceived by her.

Just as Wei Zhishu was speaking, Ling Xiu'er noticed that several noble sons were also passing by.

Wei Zhishu had a pair of red eyes, and her figure was too low, if she opened her mouth to refuse again, in the eyes of others, she Ling Xiu'er was ruthless and didn't know how to lift.

In order to avoid the gossip of several rich sons, Ling Xiu'er had no choice but to respond, "Miss Wei, let's talk about learning the craft in detail later, let's go back quickly, otherwise Mrs. Zhang will send someone to find it later." ”

Wei Zhishu agreed.

The two appeared at the banquet again, looking like good sisters.

Wei Zhishu also specially asked Ling Xiu'er to sit next to him, which attracted the attention and discussion of many people.

"The little vixen of the Wei family has come out to hook people again, heh, it's both men and women!"

"It's just a matter of deceiving Ling Xiu'er, I'm afraid she also covets the position of the young grandmother of the Zhang family."

"Slut with village girl, what kind of person makes what kind of friend......"

Ling Xiu'er didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the sound of others talking about it came into her ears word for word, so she couldn't listen to it.

She secretly glanced at Wei Zhishu next to her, and Wei Zhishu ate and drank as if he hadn't heard anything, looking innocent. I don't know if she's really stupid or pretending to be stupid.

Thinking of this, Ling Xiu'er had another layer of vigilance against her.

"Sister Xiu'er, have you ever eaten a drunken crab? It's delicious. ”

Wei Zhishu sandwiched half of the crab and put it in Ling Xiu'er's bowl, and enthusiastically introduced, "This dish is marinated in eighteen kinds of wine, and it is full of color, flavor, and taste, you can taste it." ”

Unable to resist Wei Zhishu's enthusiasm, Ling Xiu'er tasted it carefully. She had heard that the drunken crab was raw, so she didn't have a good impression of the dish.

Sure enough, the cold and sticky taste in the mouth made Ling Xiu'er sick to her stomach again and again. But everyone around her ate happily, and she could only swallow the crab meat with this disgusting, but her throat was still churning.

She searched everywhere for water to suppress the disgusting energy.

Wei Zhishu handed over a cup of tea at this time, and Ling Xiu'er drank it without thinking about it, completely ignoring the triumphant smile on the corner of Wei Zhishu's mouth.

Seeing that there was no water left in the teacup, Wei Zhishu hung an apologetic face and said guiltily: "I'm sorry Sister Xiu'er, I didn't know you didn't like to eat this kind of thing." ”

Ling Xiu'er couldn't stand her aggrieved face at every turn, and immediately explained: "It has nothing to do with you, it's the first time I've eaten it." ”

"Thank you, Sister Xiu'er, for your tolerance."

Wei Zhishu smiled happily, but her eyes were cold and cold, and she was not half happy.

It may be that the drunken crab ate Ling Xiu'er out of the psychological shadow, and it didn't take long for Ling Xiu'er to feel hot in her throat and dizzy in her head, as if there was a nameless fire burning from her heart to her limbs.

Ling Xiu'er felt that something was not right, and left the banquet under the pretext of relieving herself.

As soon as she left, Chunhong, the maid who had been waiting behind Wei Zhishu, exchanged glances with Wei Zhishu, excused herself from the banquet, and followed Ling Xiu'er.

Ling Xiu'er became hotter and hotter as she walked, and her mouth was very thirsty. Suddenly remembered that there was a spring in the back garden of Zhang's mansion, and Ling Xiu'er followed her memory to find it.

Sure enough, she found the tap spring in the shadow of a rockery, Ling Xiu'er couldn't wait to rush up to drink water to quench her thirst, and she didn't care about soaking her hair and clothes, and in the end, she buried half of her face directly in the spring water. The burning heat in her body was carried away by the flowing spring water, and Ling Xiu'er felt very comfortable.

At the same time, there was also a problem with her consciousness, she was dazed, and her whole person seemed to be stepping on a cloud.

"What's wrong with me?"

Ling Xiu'er asked herself this in her heart, but her mouth said it involuntarily, causing her to choke on several mouthfuls of water, and the person also rose from the spring water, crouched on the shore and coughed.

Chunhong, who had been following Ling Xiu'er, saw that the time had come, so she pretended to walk out casually, and when she saw Ling Xiu'er coughing, she immediately ran up to help her beat her back.

"Miss Ling, what's wrong with you? Madame is looking for you. ”

Ling Xiu'er turned her head and saw that it was a maid she had never seen before, and asked, "That lady?" ”

"Who else could there be, Mrs. Zhang of the Zhang Mansion!" Chunhong looked helpless, picked up Ling Xiu'er and said, "Miss Ling, I see that you have drunk too much, let's go back to the room to rest." ”

Regardless of whether Ling Xiu'er agreed or not, Chunhong helped Ling Xiu'er to walk towards the planned courtyard. Where to wait for Ling Xiu'er will be a devastating blow.

Ling Xiu'er thought that this maid was a little naïve, not like the people around Old Madam Sun, and wanted to refuse. But she was dizzy and dizzy from this nameless fire, her body was soft, and she didn't even have the strength to speak, let alone resist, so she could only be at the mercy of Chunhong.

Chunhong was also weak-hearted, supporting Ling Xiu'er to walk faster and faster, completely forgetting Ling Xiu'er's state.

"Poof!"

Ling Xiu'er stepped on her left foot and fell on the trail with Chunhong. She wanted to stand up on her own, but her hands and feet were weak.

Chunhong instinctively wanted to scold Ling Xiu'er, "Dead village girl, you ......"

Before the words came out, she swallowed them stiffly, because Chunhong saw Zhang Ze coming from afar, and immediately got up and helped Ling Xiu'er to stand up.

Zhang Zegang sent away his drunken colleagues, because he didn't want to go back to the banquet to socialize, so he took the opportunity to come to the back garden to relax, but he didn't expect to meet Ling Xiu'er here.

"What's wrong with her?"

Zhang Ze saw that Ling Xiu'er's face was flushed, and it was so red that it was wrong.

Chunhong explained: "Master Zhang, Miss Xiu'er is drunk, and I was about to help her go back to rest." ”

"I'll come, you go and let Xiaoju boil the sobering soup, and send it to Tingyuxuan later."

Zhang Ze naturally took Ling Xiu'er over, completely unaware that Chunhong was not the girl in his house.

Chunhong saw that victory was in sight, but she didn't expect Zhang Ze to come out halfway. She had to let Ling Xiu'er out and hurry up to report to her young lady.

Ling Xiu'er leaned on Zhang Ze's arms and was soft and boneless, Zhang Ze hugged her horizontally, she thought it was Cao Yu, wrapped her arms around Zhang Ze's neck and coquettishly, and the hot breath sprayed under Zhang Ze's jaw, making him tense all over, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.