"Mrs. Li, let's play again tomorrow, it's time to rest, it's almost dawn." The fine hairpin's brows were wrinkled, how could there be such a stay up late, and it was not those who lingered in the night market on the street, wandering around the street all night without sleeping.

Li Pian'er stopped laughing, pointed to the maids who were amused by her and crooked lips, and said to the fine hairpin: "Look, they all laughed, don't you laugh?" It's still early, Miss Ben just lost a hundred copper plates, let's win it back first. ”

The rooster crows finally summoned the white sky of the fish's belly. Li Pian'er yawned and stretched her waist, and went to bed with the help of the fine hairpin, and the night's fight with the landlord was finally over. A few maids yawned and their brains were drowsy, and they staggered like drunks when they walked.

The fine hairpin on the edge of the bed saw that Li Pian'er was gradually breathing evenly and long, and made sure that she had fallen into a deep sleep before getting up and leaving. This night, although she did not participate in the card game, she also sat with Li Pian'er all night, fatigue swept over her body, and her eyes seemed to be clouded with a silk.

At this hour, thanks to Li Pian'er, there is only half an hour left for her to sleep, and it is really helpless to have such a master.

After lunch, Feng Yaojue was the same as usual, and after reading a book for half an hour, he went to care about Li Pian'er.

"Erguanren, you wait a moment, Mrs. Li hasn't gotten up yet." The dizzy hairpin saw Feng Yaojue who stepped into the room with one foot, and greeted him after a moment of sluggishness, and said the fact that Li Pian'er hadn't gotten up yet.

Feng Yaojue's expression became a little more solemn due to worry: "Pian'er is sick?" ”

The fine hairpin shook his dizzy head and forcibly dragged back the soul that was too empty: "Don't worry, Mrs. Li is fine, but she rested a little late last night." ”

"Resting late? What did you do? I'll take a look. Feng Yaojue bypassed the fine hairpin who was stunned at the door and went straight to the inner room. Lifting the curtain, the room was silent, neat and orderly, the cards on the table had been put into a secret corner by the careful maid, and Li Pian'er on the bed slept sweetly, and her sleeping face was calm and peaceful.

Seeing that Feng Yaojue had already entered, the fine hairpin quickly turned around and followed, but he didn't catch his feet, and his head hit the back of Feng Yaojue, who was stopping, and his knees hit the ground at the moment of distraction: "The slave should die, please punish the second official." ”

Feng Yaojue's faint gaze quickly moved away from the sleeping face, turned around and sat down at the table, glanced at the thin hairpin kneeling on the ground, and said, "Get up, I see that your face is not very good today, and you are sick?" ”

"It's okay, the slave is fine." The fine hairpin beat the drum in her heart, and her speech became hurried, but she couldn't be seen by Feng Yaojue.

When the hairpin was worried and didn't know how to explain, another maid came into the house with tea: "Erguan, please use tea." Before the words fell, the plain fingers were loosened, and the tea cup painted with cloud patterns splashed with a crisp sound, and the smooth wooden ground was filled with a pile of cups and wreckage for no reason.

The maid saw that Feng Yaojue's clothes were moist in the splashed tea, and her already weak legs fell to her knees with a thud: "The slave has no intention of offending the second official, and I ask the second official to be gracious." ”

The whole brain of the maid who hadn't slept all night seemed to be poured into a mess of paste, and she was in a trance. Just now she clearly saw that the teacup was firmly close to the table, but she never thought that as soon as she let go, the teacup fell to the ground and shattered, and such a low-level mistake occurred, it was difficult for her not to panic.

Feng Yaojue was not angry, he still looked warm, but his eyes were a little deeper, and he looked deeply at these two girls who were as careful as needles in their daily work, and they were very puzzled.

"What's the matter with you today? Rise up to those who are not willing to give up. From the moment he stepped into this room, he did not see a normal person, and when he thought of entering the door, he glanced at it, and the maids standing in the corner all looked dull, as if they had lost their souls. The connection between the two couldn't help but make him even more curious, such a thing had never happened before, and he didn't know what he experienced last night.

The maid stood up tremblingly, and spit for a long time: "It is estimated that the slave and maid embroidered late last night, and the slave and maid no longer dare." ”

"Embroidery? It's not that you're all embroidering, but I'd like to see what you're putting so much effort into embroidering. Feng Yaojue was obviously skeptical of this statement, but he couldn't think of any other reason.