In the Baishi Garden in the west wing of the Song Mansion, the two of them stepped over the round arch with their skirts one after the other, and immediately disappeared into the rockery grass and trees on the side, and immediately came out with a clear and shallow breathing sound.

"Girl," Pan Jin stomped his foot slightly, "you are the master of the house, why are you still sneaking around." ”

"Shh Song Zhixi gestured, turned his head and asked, "Are you sure my whip was taken away by Mama Liang?" ”

She didn't care about anything else, but the silver unicorn whip was built by her with a lot of money, and it was impossible to say that she didn't care, she was like a baby, and she really hadn't seen blood with it.

How can this rule be broken casually?

Pan Jin gritted his teeth angrily: "Yes, the maid saw it with her own eyes, and she ...... it on the day the girl went to the banquet."

Song Zhixi held on to the rockery, and after thinking for a while, he snorted softly.

Mama Liang really has an idea, take her whip to be powerful, and give herself prestige?

Sure enough, the situation in the Hundred Stone Garden was not good.

"You dead girl, you won't hand over your things to me! Do you want to eat a girl's whip? Liang Po crossed her waist and scolded, spreading her palms to her sides, and immediately a girl handed a red whip with a handle to her palm.

Song Zhixi's eyes tightened, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the Panjin who was trying to stop her, and handed her a look to signal her to be restless.

"Wait."

Pan Jin glared at Liang Pozi's back angrily, and turned back to pick the bark.

A girl in a plain gown knelt on the ground, sobbing and crying, tears sliding into her collar, but her hands were tightly hidden in her sleeves and she didn't intend to wipe them.

"Mama Liang, this is the ...... left to me when my sister got married. No......"

"Can't you read the face, just be quick!" With a snap, the whip was thrown to the ground, and the dust flew up, startling everyone present.

The little girl finally stretched out her hand from her sleeve tremblingly, put a silver dangling eight-treasure hair ornament in the palm of Mama's hand, and after withdrawing her hand, she suddenly retreated a long distance.

Mama Liang raised her palm, squinted her eyes and carefully looked at the baby in her palm, her eyes showed rampant appreciation and joy, "The workmanship is good, don't you think about sueing or I will ...... Belch! ”

Before she finished speaking, her eyes flickered, and suddenly a figure flashed horizontally, slammed the back of her hand upwards from below, the silver jewelry flew into the air, and a slender jade hand grabbed upward, and the action was done in one go.

When Song Zhixi turned around and stopped, he pinned an eight-treasure silver ornament to his ear, which made the appearance even more eye-catching.

The servant woman in the courtyard was shocked and hurriedly ran away, staggering and staggering, not knowing whose silk shoes she had lost, and no one came to pick them up.

The girl taught people with her own hands! Can't see it, can't see it!

"Auntie, girl!" Mama Liang was shocked, looking down at the back of her red hand so painful that tears were about to come out, but she still smiled with the flesh on her face.

Song Zhixi wondered: Is my hand strength really so big?

She turned her head away, stretched out her index finger and rubbed it under her nose a few times with an expressionless face, as if to stop the itching, and then turned around and smiled brightly: "Mama Liang, where is my whip?" ”

Hearing the question, the smile on Liang Po's face suddenly froze, the hand hanging down at her side tightened, and her mouth moved twice without making any sound.

Song Zhixi maintained a perfect and bright smile and looked at Mama's eyes sincerely: Well, I will look at you quietly and see how you plan to give me an explanation.

"Girl, the old slave tried it for you, and this whip is very easy to use."

One of the two dares to hand it over, and the other is willing to take it.

"Oh? Yes, you are really good to Zhixi. ”

Mrs. Liang smiled embarrassedly, for fear that the girl would offend and quickly leave.

Song Zhixi's face softened slightly, and when he turned around, he saw that the girl from before was twisting in embarrassment.

"You...... What else are you doing here? ”

Without waiting for the little maid to react, Pan Jin leaned over and scolded her, "Stupid girl, look at your cautious eyes, can the girl still ignore your things?" ”

Song Zhixi reacted at this time, coughed embarrassedly, and quickly reached out to take off the eight-treasure silver ornament from his ear and stuffed it back into the little girl's hand.

"I'm moving faster than my brain, don't you mind."

"Don't dare, thank you for your kindness!"

"No, it's not going to be, let's go back quickly, next time I don't take it out to show off, maybe I will be remembered again."

The girl nodded desperately, her eyes full of adoration and gratitude.

"Why is the girl so nice to that girl?" On the way back, Panjin muttered, it looked a little tasty, and it was still sour.

Song Zhixi snickered in his heart, but pretended to reply inadvertently: "Hmm...... It looks good. ”

"Girl, you're talking nonsense~"

……

Inside Chu Yuyuan.

"Why did this branch grow outside, and its hand stretched longer than mine...... Hey guys! Hurry up and pinch it back. ”

At this time, a subordinate bumped into her sight: "Qian Mama, the kitchen said that lunch is ready." ”

"Ho! Is this telling us to fetch it ourselves? Why didn't they ask their own people to send it over, they really didn't have the slightest eyesight, and they cut their burning sticks in a hurry! ”

However, can't the burning stick be used as a firewood stick if it is sharpened, it can be seen that she is just playing tricks, and few people really dare to do it under the girl's nose.

The subordinate was silent, knowing that there was no need to say it.

Qian Mama and Liang Mama are the two housekeepers of Song Zhixi's boudoir, and after getting along for a while, their tempers can be surprisingly similar.

"I haven't seen such a big stone, right, hurry up and sweep it! I'm not afraid of being cut off by the girl's whip! ”

Coincidentally, a few girls really saw Song Zhixi returning to the courtyard with a whip, and hurriedly picked up the sprinkler and broom, eager to lift up the ground.

Anyway, the girl hasn't used a whip for a long time, and although her temper is better, the kung fu in her hands should still not fall......

Song Zhixi is already accustomed to this scene, so it is not surprising.

Look at this bluff, sure enough, she has only been away for a few days, and her prestige has not dropped at all......

Waywardness comes at a price, and that's true.

When Song Zhixi returned to the boudoir, he saw boxes of things neatly stacked in the inner room.

Seeing that people were puzzled, Mama Qian spoke softly: "Girl, Steward Cui said that the master went down to the palace and brought it back from the palace by the way, so I want to give you a palm, so I will leave it here first." ”

Song Zhixi was like being struck by lightning: "This, my father is not greedy." ”

"Girl, this is a reward from the palace!"

Song Zhixi felt out of shape, slightly embarrassed, and only then did he exhale lightly when he remembered the time he rescued the scene at the banquet.

"It turned out to be a reward, I still can't trust you, pious grandma, you can help me put it away."

……

The ethereal night was as cold as water, and Song Zhixi just wanted to walk alone, so he deliberately bypassed the people in the house, walked through the side door of the pavilion, jumped over the short stone steps, and specially looked for a secluded place to wander around, savoring the strange novelty of treachery.

The soft satin spikes rubbed against the ground, and she paused in the clear light of the moonlight, and turned to look back, her eyes as clear as an elk in the woods.

She stretched out her hand to hold a small flying insect, smelled the fragrance of bamboo leaves in the cool night breeze, closed her eyes and spread her consciousness to listen to the sound of all things.

When she spread her hand, the insects that flew out were glowing all over.

Watching the moth fly away, her wooden expression changed for a moment, and the deep pool of stagnant water in her heart was actually microwaved in this silent night, and the feeling of tugging at the heartstrings arose.

It was as if a god was sighing in her ear, it was time to wake up.

"Is it ......" Song Zhixi raised his hand to look at it, his five fingers closed in his palm and quickly opened, and there seemed to be a little bit of luminescent light under the illusion of moonlight......

She tilted her head and laughed at herself.

Yes, be sober, can't you tell the difference between moths and fireflies?