"This is the invitation that Miss asked me to give to Miss Song." Cui'er took out the gilded red invitation and handed it to Song Lingyue, and the handwriting on it must be from Lin Jinlan's handwriting.

When I opened the invitation, it was written in crepe text that Song Lingyue was invited to Lin Mansion to attend Lin Jinlan's daughter's banquet, and the time was clearly written, which was seven days later.

"Okay, I'll take the invitation. Help me tell your young lady that the Lin Mansion will meet again in seven days. Song Lingyue put away the invitation properly, but when she looked up, Cui'er didn't leave.

"Anything else?" Song Lingyue asked.

Cui'er rubbed her hands, looking a little embarrassed, and squirmed for a long time before she whispered: "Miss Song, you promised the slave maid that you would send shampoo to the slave maid before......"

Song Lingyue slapped her head, "Oh, look at my memory, I forgot all about this file, I'm sorry." ”

Cui'er shook her head in fear: "The slave can't afford Miss Song's sentence." Thinking about it, Miss Song is very busy on weekdays, so forget it, Cui'er left first. ”

Although Cui'er said this, her big eyes were full of loss.

Song Lingyue was also annoyed for a while, and it could be seen that Cui'er must be looking forward to receiving the shampoo she made, but she didn't expect to get it because she didn't do it at all and forgot about it at all, and the sense of loss must be indescribable.

"Wait!" Song Lingyue caught up, "Isn't your young lady's daughter banquet seven days later?" On the day of my daughter's banquet, I brought the shampoo that I promised you and your young lady, okay? ”

Cui'er's eyes lit up suddenly, "Really? That's great! ”

"Of course it's true." Song Lingyue nodded seriously and assured Cui'er, "That shampoo is not difficult, and seven days is enough." ”

"Then, thank you Miss Song in advance." Cui'er's face flushed excitedly, "Then Cui'er will leave first, Miss Song will stay." With that, Cui'er jumped away with a look of joy on her face.

Back in the small courtyard, Xiangling asked Song Lingyue curiously: "Master, who is the girl outside the door just now?" ”

"Does Xiangling remember Sister Jinlan? She is Jinlan's sister's maid. Song Lingyue explained to Xiangling with a smile.

"What is she doing here? Did something happen to Sister Jinlan? Xiangling's eyes widened with curiosity.

Song Lingyue shook her head and showed the invitation in her hand to Xiangling, "Sister Jinlan is going to hold a daughter's banquet in seven days, so invite us to participate together." ”

"Can Xiangling go too?" Xiangling's eyes widened excitedly, "I've never attended a daughter's banquet." ”

"Who is going to hold a daughter's banquet?" Aunt Li, who had just made breakfast and rushed to wake up, heard the conversation between Xiangling and Song Lingyue, and hurriedly asked.

"It's Sister Jinlan." Xiangling replied crisply.

Aunt Li recalled for a moment, but she remembered: "It's the daughter of Lin Zhizhou's family, right?" ”

"yes, we've been friends since we last met." Song Lingyue smiled.

"Daughter's feast?" Aunt Li showed a look of envy, "I haven't held a daughter's banquet since I was a child." ”

"Mother, haven't you ever held a daughter's banquet?" Xiangling looked up suspiciously.

Aunt Li touched Xiangling's little brain: "Yes." The daughter's banquet is generally held only by the daughter of the official eunuch and the merchant family, and the mother's family is poor, so there is such a banquet there, and the mother has no talent to show. ”

Xiangling's face couldn't help but show disappointment: "Then Xiangling can't hold a daughter's banquet in the future?" Xiangling also has no talent. ”

Song Lingyue shook her head disapprovingly, bent down and said to Lingyue earnestly: "You can't deny yourself at any time, you have no talent to learn." Besides, doesn't Xiangling already know how to write a lot of words now? Isn't this also a talent? ”

Xiangling originally shrunk with some inferiority, but after hearing Song Lingyue say this, her dim eyes lit up, "That's right, there is no talent to learn." Isn't it, mother? ”

Aunt Li was a little embarrassed, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Song Lingyue shaking her head, so she could only change her head and respond: "Yes, as long as Xiangling is willing and wants to learn, she will have talent." ”

Xiangling nodded happily, rolled her eyes and said, "But Xiangling thinks she already has talent!" And Xiangling's talents are better than theirs, their talents can't be eaten or drunk, but Xiangling's is different! ”

Song Lingyue became interested, glanced at Aunt Li, lowered her head and asked Xiangling: "What talent does Xiangling have?" ”

Xiangling blinked her eyes and said seriously: "Of course it's medical skills!" Isn't that talent? This talent can not only save people, but also make money! It's better than reciting poems, painting, playing the piano and dancing! Xiangling loves medicine! ”

"Yes, our Xiangling's talent is the best and the best." Song Lingyue touched Xiangling's little head with satisfaction, and at the same time added, "But reading is something that cannot be forgotten, reading can be sensible, you can establish your own world view, outlook on life, values, and have the ability to think independently." ”

Xiangling nodded as if she didn't understand, "Xiangling will read and read well." ”

Aunt Li only felt a pair of noses, astringent eyes, and muttered in her mouth: "Xiangling has grown up and is sensible." ”

"Why are you all here?" As soon as Qi Mo came out of the room, he saw Song Lingyue and his party standing in the small courtyard and didn't know what they were discussing, so they hurriedly approached, "What are you talking about, so lively?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm going to have a banquet in a few days, Qi Mo, do you want to go with you?" The invitation said that you can bring your companions with you, and I think Lin Jinlan came because she thought that Song Lingyue might bring Xiangling and Song Yanzhi.

You have to bring Xiangling and Yanzhi, so it shouldn't matter if you bring Qi Mo and Liu Liang again.

Song Lingyue has always been haunted by the figure of the portrait Qi Mo she saw in the Lin Mansion, she wants to see how Qi Mo will behave when she takes Qi Mo to the Lin Mansion with her.

"What kind of banquet?" Qi Mo asked.

Song Lingyue pretended to be mysterious and said: "When you go, you will naturally know." ”

"So mysterious?" Qi Mo touched his nose, "Then you can always tell me the time of the banquet, right?" ”

Song Lingyue thought for a while and said, "Seven days later." ”

"Seven days later?" Qi Mo Jian frowned, so coincidental? Just now he received a flying pigeon from Lin Feng, inviting him to come over the mansion for a while, and the time was set for the day of the Lin Mansion's daughter's banquet seven days later.

Yu Guang swept the invitation card that Song Lingyue held in his hand, needless to say, it should be Lin Jinlan who invited Song Lingyue to go to the Lin Mansion to attend her daughter's banquet together.

Qi Mo has a headache, Lin Zhizhou has been an official for many years, and this daughter's banquet will definitely go to many dignitaries, and there must be people who know him.

If he followed Song Lingyue to the Lin Mansion to attend the banquet, he would inevitably reveal his true identity, but if he didn't go, would Song Lingyue be suspicious?

Qi Mo now understands what it means to have one head and two big.

"What, did you have something to do that day?" After not answering Qi Mo for a long time, Song Lingyue asked him with a frown.

Qi Mo hurriedly came back to his senses, hiding the panic in his eyes: "No, what can I do." It's just, daughter's banquet, what are you going to do with me as a big man? Don't be misunderstood. ”

"Misunderstanding what?" Song Lingyue asked strangely, "How can I misunderstand?" ”

Qi Mo got stuck all of a sudden, yes! His current identity is Song Lingyue's buddy, and to put it mildly, he is a subordinate.

Thinking of this, Qi Mo's face suddenly became ugly, and the corners of his lips squirmed a few times, but he didn't say anything.

Song Lingyue didn't see Qi Mo's strange appearance, but said: "If you don't speak, I'll take you as a promise, and when the time comes, you have to dress up a little more energetically, and you must not lose my face." Okay, okay, that's it, I'm dying of hunger, hurry up and have breakfast. ”

After breakfast, Song Lingyue began to study other shampoos, just using Chinese herbal medicines and bath beans to make shampoo creams are already very useful, but the taste is a little inappropriate.

Song Lingyue likes the fragrance of medicinal herbs very much, but the fragrance of this medicinal herb is not so beautiful in the eyes of the ancients, and it is easy to remind people of sick seedlings.

Song Lingyue thought about it and planned to add some fragrance and essential oils to the shampoo.

Song Lingyue has always been very interested in handicrafts, and making fragrance essential oils can't help her, but the need for a lot of flowers makes Song Lingyue a little embarrassed.

However, Song Lingyue heard that there was a flower field in the north of the city, so she wanted to go there to see it, maybe she could buy the flowers she needed.

"There's a field of flowers ahead, right?" Sitting in the carriage, Song Lingyue could already smell the faint fragrance of flowers.

Xiangling next to her couldn't hold it anymore, opened the window, and shouted excitedly: "Master, there are so many flowers ahead!" Colorful, it's a sea of flowers! ”

"Ahh Ahh Song Yanzhi kept sneezing, his nose was red, the sneezing had not stopped since he was close to the flower field, and he kept rubbing his nose but he couldn't stop.

"Sister, it's so uncomfortable!" Song Yanzhi nestled pitifully in Song Lingyue's arms.

"I'm afraid you're a pollen allergy, I wouldn't have let you come if I knew it wouldn't have been." Song Lingyue was very distressed, she didn't expect Song Yanzhi to have pollen allergies, and she didn't notice it at home before.

It may be that the varieties of flowers here are more miscellaneous, and I happened to bump into the flowers that Song Yanzhi will be allergic to.

It's a pity that this is not modern, Song Lingyue can't help Song Yanzhi with desensitization treatment, so she can only ask with concern: "Yanzhi, do you have any other symptoms besides sneezing all the time?" ”

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze!" Song Yanyi sneezed three times in his face, and just as he wanted to answer Song Lingyue's words, his nose began to itch again, his mouth was open for a long time, but he couldn't sneeze, and his eyes were red.

Raised his hand and rubbed his nose, it was very painful, and he said angrily: "For the time being, I only want to sneeze, and my eyes seem to be a little itchy, so uncomfortable." ”

Saying that, Song Yanzhi raised his hand and was about to rub his eyes, but Song Lingyue grabbed his wrist, "My hands are too dirty, I can't rub my eyes, it will be inflamed." ”

"But it's really uncomfortable." Song Yanzhi's eyes were already red, and his eyes were full of tears, needless to say, he knew how guilty he was just by looking at it.