Chapter Seventy-Five: The Four Maids

"Sister, the furnishings here are really good, not to mention that there is still a shadow in the palace. "Mo Xi, this girl has a big heart, she can see everything, she was nervous and frightened just now, but now she has the heart to look at this house.

Seeing her walking around the room with some excitement, fiddling with those 'flower' vases and tea sets, I also found a stool to sit down at random, and then I thought about what to do next.

If we really didn't guess wrong, then this golden boy really can't be provoked, then the pearl girl he said must also be an important role 'color', really lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot, if he didn't take that "hitchhiker" at the beginning, there wouldn't be so many things now.

The only consolation now is that there is a big mansion that eats and lives for nothing, and it is safe enough that there is no need to hide in Tibet.

After sitting for a while, I heard footsteps coming from afar, and I hurriedly asked Mo Xi to come and sit with me, so as not to be seen like this, and I thought that I had never seen the world, and I didn't know how to laugh behind my back.

Although I shouldn't guess others like this, but now that I'm under the fence, it always makes me a little awkward.

I saw four 'women' in Hu clothes walk in and salute the two of us.

I just took a good look at the people in front of me, the four 'women' looked heroic, but their eyes were full of 'feminine', they showed respect but with the pride that the ancients had always had, and the pride of the horse wrangler in their bones.

After all, I'm not familiar with them, and I'm wary of them, although they speak the southern dialect, but the accent is still a little awkward, but fortunately, I can understand it, and even the name has become the common form of 'spring' Ying, Xia Lian, autumn frost, and winter snow.

Mo Xi is still the same as always, the palace 'female' style, carefully told them those problems on food and clothing, I was too lazy to talk to them, but I was also happy.

Sitting on the recliner and looking out the window at the trees that are beginning to wither, I feel a sense of depression in my heart.

It's been more than half a month, it's been almost three months since I left the palace, and even the days have changed from early summer to early autumn, and the leaves have begun to turn yellow, unable to withstand the slightest push of the wind, and both of them fall, like withered butterflies dancing in the air, just for a moment, they fell again.

I don't know what the palace has become 'chaotic', Ziqing and Qi Hao, are the two of them crazy, full of anticipation and thinking that I will go back, but they don't want me to break my promise. It's Chu Mo, I haven't left a letter for more than a month, and he's also worried about me.

As for Huang Fuchen, this man, since he searched for me with such fanfare, I am afraid that he will be angry, I only hope that he will not punish those innocent people, otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the shackles of those sins in this life.

In the recent days of escaping, my tears seem to have begun to dry up, not like before, I can't stop crying, sure enough, only when I am independent, people will become strong.

Thinking about it, I felt sleepy, and I fell asleep in a daze, and the sound of ink twitter in my ears was still in my ears, and I only felt at ease.

When I woke up again, I opened my eyes slightly, the window had been closed, and I was draped in a cashmere blanket, and there was a small oil lamp burning on the small square table next to the chaise longue.

I struggled to get up, the room was quiet, walked to the main hall, saw the four girls besieged the city, I didn't know what I was looking at, I was also curious, so I leaned forward to see, it turned out that I was just looking at the ink tide embroidery 'flowers'.

One of the girls saw me and hurriedly saluted, while the others came to their senses and saluted me.

I haven't been like this for a long time, and suddenly I'm still a little unaccustomed to it, and I'm still a little embarrassed to call them exempt.

Mo Xi looked at my slightly embarrassed appearance, stood up and said with a smile, "Sister, I've slept all afternoon, are you hungry?" ”

She didn't say that she didn't feel it, but when she said it, she really felt that her internal organs had started singing, "It's a little, I don't know if there's anything to eat." ”

"'Milk' tea, butter cake." Mo Xi said that he looked at some of my embarrassed faces, and sneered again, "How is it possible, I boiled some small porridge and a few dishes of vegetarian dishes, I will go to the kitchen and bring it to you." ”

"Sister, I'll come." As soon as Mo Xi's words fell, the girl who found me first immediately answered, this clever appearance is really pleasing, I remember what her name seems to be Dongxue.

Mo Xi thought about it for a while, nodded, said hard work, and the little girl went out of the 'door' happily, and casually pulled one to accompany her.

I found the direction of the right seat and sat down, and beckoned them all to sit, the two girls were a little squirming, but Mo Xi also persuaded me to sit down, so I sat at the same table.

"I'll trouble you for a while in the future." He poured a cup of tea and thanked the two girls.

"Where, don't bother, the master 'handover' the slaves and maids to serve well, this is the duty of the slaves and maids, Qiushuang dare not invite credit." The girl who looked a little older opened her mouth, she was wearing a female yellow 'colored' brocade skirt, and her hairstyle with double sideburns and hairpins was combed, which looked much more mature and stable, unlike the little girl just now, who looked like a child.

Mo Xi didn't say anything, he was still busy with the needlework in his hands, although the two girls were talking to me, but their eyes couldn't help but glance at the 'female' in Mo Xi's hand.

It is no wonder that the embroidery method of this southern country is also different from that of Jinguo, more "fine", and the patterns are even more strange, although they have not been in Jinguo for a long time, but looking at their clothes, they turn over and over in those few shapes, and the needlework on the clothes is naturally not comparable with this embroidery.

Seeing that they were so interested, I couldn't say anything more, so I had to pinch my hair, shake my glass, and wait for the meal to come.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside the door, and Qiushuang quickly got up to open the door, only to see the two little girls coming in with three or four food boxes.

The food box was placed on the table in front of me, and when I opened the lid of the box, I looked out of it with a plate of snow-white rice porridge, black purple pickles, emerald green cucumbers, and all kinds of side dishes, and put seven or eight dishes, I looked at Mo Xi with some doubts, and asked, "So much?" I can't eat that much alone. ”

Mo Xi also looked at me a little puzzled, "No, I didn't leave these things for my sister when I went to the kitchen." ”

"Back to my sisters, this is what our master ordered to re-make for this sister, sister, let's eat it while it's hot, this dish is our famous oil cake in Jinguo, try it quickly." Dongxue looked at me with a smile on her face.