After He Jiusheng finished bathing, he sat in front of the dresser and pondered this delicate face over and over again in the mirror on the makeup coffin.

The flesh-black hair is simply coiled up, a few strands of green silk fall down, setting off the cheeks with a wonderful arc, a pair of slender and beautiful eyes like peach leaves, looking forward to the flow of people's souls, the small and creamy nose is straight and straight, and the bright red lips are as delicate as new cherries.

This wave is really not a loss.

He Jiusheng had seen a lot of beauties in modern times before, some were naturally beautiful, and some were inspired, but by chance she was born to this point, which really surprised her.

Only in the deep boudoir can such a small jasper be raised......

Thinking about herself in modern times, she is really a little sad, tired and tired every day, the days are reversed day by day, not to mention how serious the dark circles and eye bags are, and even her head is about to be bald, she never thought that she could still experience the feeling of long hair and waist in her life. No wonder the ancients had three wives and four concubines, such a stunning beauty, if she was a man, she couldn't wait for three thousand beauties in the harem.

It is said that women are like water, which is not bad at all, but it is still a red face and a curse of water, a curse of water!

He Jiusheng touched the remaining sores on his face, and it was only at this time that he noticed that it was really much less than when he touched it for the first time. This eldest lady was originally to avoid the fight, so she applied temporary sore-forming ointment to her face, and just now she dragged Jing's mother to find a bottle of ointment under the bed, thinking that it was the bottle written in the blood book.

At this moment, this bottle of ointment was placed in front of the makeup coffin upright, and He Jiusheng thought to himself that if the old cure could not be cured, he could use the residual ointment in this bottle to find a doctor to show him in the future. Looking at the scars on his face now, although they are still there, they are much better than the bumpy and small bumps he touched in the firewood room before.

This eldest lady is very smart and knows that appearance is a deadly weapon for women, so she temporarily avoided the edge, but she didn't do things too well, in case she had no way out.

Still, huh...... She is very satisfied, just like this, she is still afraid that she is underdeveloped in ancient times?

It's going to be developed, it's going to be developed! He Jiusheng looked at the people in the mirror happily, and he almost hummed a song when he was happy.

When he was immersed in his beauty and couldn't extricate himself, he suddenly heard a shrill female voice break into the room.

"He Jiusheng, my good daughter, don't you come unharmed?" When He Jiusheng heard this, he subconsciously pulled the white veil on the side of the makeup and completely covered half of his face. This voice He Jiusheng hated even when she heard it in her dreams, and it was so familiar that she couldn't get up and look at Zhao Qinglan without moving.

This woman looked arrogant and domineering, with a finite-shaped golden hairpin on her head, an emerald green jade on her waist, and her clothes were also shining, dotted with coral and gold threads.

He Jiusheng could only hear the voice before, but he had never seen what she looked like, but this time, she turned out to be a young woman who didn't look much older than herself, a woman of this age is quite pretentious, no wonder the He family is so lively, and she was stirred up by her to miasma, and his wife was scattered.

Yes, Zhao Qinglan looks sharp and intelligent, although she is not beautiful, compared with her appearance just now, it is enough to know that He Jiusheng's mother and her are like heaven and earth, but she has a plump and charming body, which makes people unable to take their eyes off. There was a fierce gaze in the fox-like eyes, and there was a fierce offensive.

But He Jiusheng still endured the hatred in his heart, and slowly stepped forward and said, "Don't come unharmed." ”

The maid who followed behind Zhao Qinglan seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and took a step forward and said arrogantly, "Why is Miss still so chaotic, you should be called a mother according to respect." ”

And Zhao Qinglan hooked the corners of her lips, and she had a great look of excitement.

"My mother passed away long after I was born, why did I have another mother, my aunt is my aunt, my concubine is my concubine, as far as I know, my father didn't straighten you out."

"You ......"

The maidservant pointed at He Jiusheng's nose and wanted to scold, but was interrupted by her, "What are you, I don't even know, it turns out that the family is so trained that even an aunt's maid dares to be disrespectful to her daughter-in-law." ”

After He Jiusheng finished speaking, the servant girl was already flushed, and before she could speak, He Jiusheng slapped her cheek, and the sound of slapping her face was refreshing and crisp.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Qinglan's jaw dropped from this scene, and she glared at He Jiusheng.

"What am I doing? It's for Aunt Zhao to discipline people well, this girl is so reckless, what should I do if I put some inexplicable medicine in your soup one day? ”

"You are talking nonsense, I am the maid of the lady's dowry, how can I drug the lady!"

"So, how dare you do it to others?"

The maidservant covered her cheeks and stared at He Jiusheng with tears in her eyes, as if she was a little afraid.

"Also, Aunt Zhao, although you are your father's treasure, I am a concubine after all, and I am a child born to the wife of the prefect Ming Media. Your personal maid said that you are humble and lowly, then I will tell you about your dignity and humility, I am a concubine, you are an aunt, no matter how favored you are, you are destined to be inferior to me, call me He Jiusheng anymore, you should call me Miss. Isn't it? ”

In modern times, even if she doesn't have time to watch costume dramas, she knows a little bit about the difference between dignity and inferiority in ancient times.

Although this Zhao Qinglan is her father's woman, she is not a room or a second room, just an aunt, although the status of the aunt is higher than that of the girl in the room, but in the face of the concubine who came out of the first room, she should also be respectful, and occasionally she meets the aunt who should say hello to the concubine, and the concubine does not have to answer.

When I got here, I was actually rebelled by this witch and rode to my nose, in front of her again and again, I really didn't put her He Jiusheng in my eyes, I thought that Zhao Qinglan would probably come to set up a horse today, whether it was or not, He Jiusheng was angry, she didn't sprinkle this fire, it was really difficult to hide the evil breath in her heart, and it was difficult to erect majesty in the prefect's house.

When Zhao Qinglan heard this, she was angry in her heart, this He Jiusheng has always been obedient, and she couldn't stand the toss, why did she attack her like she had changed her temperament now?

Angry, she raised her hand and wanted to give He Jiusheng the slap back to the servant, but He Jiusheng's eyes suddenly glanced behind her and shouted, "Daddy......"

Zhao Qinglan withdrew her hand in panic and looked behind her uneasily, but where was there anyone at the door!?

While she was distracted, He Jiusheng lifted the curtain and ran out of the boudoir, and disappeared all of a sudden.

When the two met again, they were already in the guest hall of Nanyuan.

The prefect was sitting in the hall, He Jiusheng was sitting on a pear chair under the hall, drinking tea calmly, and the corner of his eye swept Zhao Qinglan chasing after him, so he asked in a concerned voice, "Auntie~ Where have you been?" How do you get out of breath? ”

Old green tea is old green tea after all, Zhao Qinglan rolled her eyes, her stiff cheeks showed a far-fetched smile, and she said as she walked into the guest hall, "Don't you want to see if you are healthy Sheng'er now?" Alas, I love my daughter, so I am in a hurry. ”

What a beloved girl, He Jiusheng almost spit back into the cup with a sip of tea.

"Get on your knees." In the empty guest hall of Nuoda, Lord He's voice was as heavy as a bell.

Although he is old, he is still inviolable, there is a calmness and indifference between his eyebrows that have been precipitated by many years of wind and rain, and the long years have already carved traces on his face that cannot be forgotten, but the middle-aged man in court clothes who has not faded still has an ininimitable majesty.

Zhao Qinglan was stunned for a moment, realized that the spearhead of the words was directed at her, and knelt in the hall with palpitations.

"You told me that Sheng'er's illness has not improved, but why is Sheng'er jumping around in front of me now, no different from ordinary people?"

"Master, the slave family is also afraid that the young lady will get sick again and hurt the master, so they don't dare to make a conclusion......"

"What are you that you want to jump up to? Let me ask you, why didn't Sheng'er invite a Lang Zhong to take a look at her!? ”

"Master......" Zhao Qinglan had long since lost the arrogant face she had when she confronted He Jiusheng, and her face changed and said very quickly, "Didn't I also look for Lang Zhong before, but the more Lang Zhong was treated, the sicker he became, and the more he healed, the sicker he became." dragged the eldest lady to suffer with the medicine, and the slave family really couldn't bear it...... I just thought that if this madness was not good, the slave family was willing to come and serve the young lady for a lifetime, so that she would not have to worry about food and clothing, and would not suffer from suffering, as long as the illness did not hurt the whole house, even if the young lady drank my blood and ate my flesh, I was willing. The slave family has never read any big books, and these women in their hearts are simple and clear, and they only hope to serve the master and take care of the master's children for the rest of their lives......"

"Putting Sheng'er in Beiyuan is already wronged her, you still detain her in the firewood room, you don't even have a personal girl, and the handymen ignore her existence, regardless of asking, give her some bad food, Sheng'er said, when she has completely returned to normal, begging someone to invite you, but you still refuse to let her out, and you haven't even informed me, but is there such a thing?" When Lord He said this, he was simply angry and annoyed, and slammed a cup of tea in his hand in front of Zhao Qinglan, "Is she the eldest lady of the He family, why do you practice like this?" ”

"Master...... This is really a big joke in the world, how can you intentionally practice the pearl of your palm when you want the hard-working nurturing ladies of the slave family to be at such an age...... Since you handed over the affairs of the mansion to me, I have been worried about the He Mansion day and night, and I can't wait to divide myself into a few people. I instructed the miscellaneous maids in Beiyuan to serve the young lady well, but I didn't know that they had the audacity to lock the young lady in the firewood room and ignore it. I've also been worried about the He family for half my life, sir, you know......"

Zhao Qinglan whimpered as she spoke, and when she said something, she almost burst into tears, which made people afraid that she would almost faint. But what she said seemed to be a lot, but it made people confused, He Jiusheng only felt that she knew every word she said, but when she put it together, she didn't know what she meant, she didn't answer her father's question positively, but it seemed that she had already answered again, and she threw the pot cleanly, and she complained about her sadness and bitterness with a handful of snot and tears, and then wiped her tearful little face with her sleeve, and wiped her vicious thoughts away.

He Jiusheng originally pointed to the good show, but Master He seemed to be stunned for a while, and he didn't give a drop for a long time, and his eyes were directly attracted by Zhao Qinglan's pitiful appearance.