It is said that Zhao Qingmiao woke up in the afternoon, and there was no longer Chang Xi, who was talkative, and Shen Jiu, who was silent, but there was a trace of discomfort. She thought about it, picked up a box of rheumatism-dispelling plasters, got on a sedan chair and went to Wang's house.

The moonlight in the courtyard is sparse, and the incense burner in the house is warm.

Zhao Qingmiao sat on the edge of the low couch, her expression was light and soft, wearing a lilac cardigan and a green leaf pattern skirt on a white background. She bowed her back slightly, took a spoonful of ointment from the porcelain vase and slowly rubbed it in her palm, and then applied it to the knee of the old man Wang, pinching the acupuncture points over and over again.

Old Man Wang half leaned on the pillow, felt a warmth on his legs, and tilted his head slightly comfortably. Even the face that was usually serious also floated with a kind smile.

He let out a breath in his throat and said leisurely: "My cold legs, as soon as autumn comes, my bones ache, tormenting me for half my life." Qing'er, this kind of thing is still called to the next person to do it, you take a break, and go back in the sedan chair in the house for a while. ”

Someone immediately brought a copper basin behind him, and Zhao Qingmiao stretched out his hand to wash it with the basin, drained a few times of water, and finally took the cloth towel to dry it. She unintentionally glanced up, and suddenly found that the person in front of her was a little familiar, and her mind quickly turned, and she remembered: Isn't it the person who walked out of her brother's room last time?

The doubts and explorations were suppressed first, Zhao Qingmiao casually put aside his gaze, saw that the moonlight outside the window lattice was getting deeper and deeper, and then got up and rushed to the old man Wang.

"Grandfather, remember to ask someone to rub this ointment every day to be effective, Qing'er will go back."

didn't hear a response, Zhao Qingmiao looked up in confusion and found that Old Man Wang was already napping with his eyes closed.

Zhao Qingmiao smiled, walked to the threshold, and casually pointed at the subordinate: "You come, send me out." ”

The man didn't feel anything wrong, picked up a paper lantern, and respectfully lowered his head and shoulders to lead the way.

Zhao Qingmiao followed unhurriedly, the moon hung in the air, and her eyes were cold. When she was discharged from the hallway, she suddenly called out.

"Wait."

The next person immediately turned around and asked with an unknown face: "What's wrong with Miss Zhao Er?" ”

Zhao Qingmiao tucked up her sleeves and underwear, and raised her eyelids to take a little light: "A few days ago, you came to Zhao Mansion?" ”

When the next person heard this, his expression immediately became very unnatural, his eyes moved from side to side, his lips moved, and he struggled in his heart and wanted to deny: "No, the little one hasn't been to Zhao's Mansion." ”

Zhao Qingmiao glanced at him coldly: "But I saw it that day." Why, is there something I can't know? It seems that I am going to ask my grandfather to see if he can tell you the truth. ”

"Don't!" The man excitedly waved the lantern to block it, and hurriedly withdrew it, and after looking left and right, he found that there was no one around, and he relaxed his nerves slightly.

He wrinkled his brows and cried his face, nervously pinched the bamboo handle of the lantern repeatedly, and there was some sincerity in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Miss Zhao Er, don't, the little one has indeed been to Zhao Mansion, but it was all forced by Zhao Gongzi that time...... The villain wanted to buy a small household for his father and mother to settle down, but the monthly money of the next person was only a few taels, and he used his crooked brain to steal the Wang family's objects and go to the pawnshop, and was caught by Zhao Dagongzi by chance. The little one begged him not to report to the official or tell the people of the Wang family, but he asked me to do one thing before he agreed. ”

Zhao Qingmiao's eyes were fine, his expression of remorse did not seem to be fake, but when he mentioned Zhao Yanjiu, he was faintly uneasy in his heart, and he lowered the corners of his mouth and continued to ask: "What did my brother tell you to do?" ”

"Tell the little one to go to the old man's study and steal a letter." The man swallowed his saliva and answered truthfully.

When this secret was revealed, my heart suddenly felt a lot lighter. He looked at Zhao Qingmiao, and said uneasily: "Second Miss Zhao, I didn't read the small letter, and I handed it over to Mr. Zhao directly." If you want to ask if you have anything, you should go back to the eldest prince. But the little one, don't tell me about it! ”

Zhao Qingmiao frowned and told him to leave on his own. The man opened his mouth but didn't dare to say more, so he had to bow down and go back.

Vaguely, there were some quarrels in the back house, and I don't know what the Wang family was arguing with his uncle again.

Zhao Qingmiao didn't care about it at the moment, just walked on the bluestone slab all the way. Before you know it, people have arrived at the market, and some of the shops along the street have already made proofs, and some are still lit with a candle.

Her eyes were deep, and she walked slowly under the eaves, and the sound of footsteps fell clearly into her ears, mixed with the barking of wild dogs and wild cats in the deep alleys.

The cool breeze was blowing, and my mind was still a mess: why did my brother steal the letter? What's on that letter?

After walking for a while, near the place where I shop, there was a group of people around the square curtain, with lamps and candles, next to a peachwood theater box, two square tables in front of it, and many people were sitting watching shadow puppet plays. There are flat-headed people in cloth clothes, and there are also rich children of silk and satin. The master played and sang, and the tacit understanding of the line picking up the line was a good show, and it was applauded.

Zhao Qingmiao was disturbed by this wave of excitement, and actually stopped to watch silently.

After half an hour of play, Zhao Qingmiao lowered her eyelids, and she still couldn't lift her spirits on her face. She turned around and tried to leave, when she saw a pair of men's black cloth shoes approaching her, with a little dirt on the toes.

Zhao Qingmiao naturally wanted to avoid it, but the other party seemed to be deliberate, if you go left, he will go left, and if you turn right, he will go right.

Only then did she realize that something was wrong. Swiftly gathered his expression, and his eyes were cold and he looked at it squarely.

"Miss."

It was none other than Shen Xiao who stood in the way.

"Shen Jiu, why are you here?"

Zhao Qingmiao was stunned for a moment and returned to normal, but she couldn't say whether she was happy or unhappy in her heart: it wasn't Chang Xi, the personal maid, who should come to find her, right? This girl, since she beat Shen Jiu into the mansion, she has become more and more lazy.

Shen Xiao's face did not change, his eyes were deep, and he was slightly relieved for the moment when he confirmed that the person was safe and sound. I saw her standing here with a sudden expression, thinking that something was wrong. But if you ask her at this moment, you will not tell her easily.

Shen Xiao thought for a moment, his eyes flickered, he breathed lightly, and his slender fingers suddenly pointed to the ground and said, "Miss, your veil has dropped." ”

Zhao Qingmiao looked down when he heard this, the ground was empty, and there was no handkerchief, so he raised his head and said, "You are dazzled-ah!" ”

It turned out that the moment she raised her face, Shen Xiao deliberately tilted her head and leaned down, and her forehead and jaw collided!

Shen Xiao's hard jaw rubbed against Zhao Qingmiao's faint fat powder. So he wiped his fingers lightly, twisted them on his fingertips, his eyes were dark, and his voice was a little lower: "Miss, I must have drunk some wine to see the difference." ”

His tone was a little playful, and the faint tail note made people's hearts tremble, and Zhao Qingmiao's throat was a little itchy. She tightened her fingers, her cheeks were slightly red, her eyes flickered quickly, and she was determined to snap two fingers and smack Shen Xiao's forehead fiercely.

The strength is so great, and the red mark quickly appears, which shows that she is angry.

"Shen Jiu, even if you are angry with me, you won't be able to get the Zhao family's wealth."

After Zhao Qingmiao finished speaking, she flicked her sleeves and left with an annoyed face.

Shen Xiao pressed his forehead, pulled the corners of his mouth up slightly, and with a smile in his eyes, he followed step by step.