If there is any change in Jiang Baoqing after getting married, it is that she feels that her skin has thickened a lot.

She coughed lightly, pretended that nothing had happened, sat up, and asked Miliu, "Where's Uncle?" ”

The summer cool made of soft silk fell slippery from Jiang Baoqing's shoulder, revealing a lot of traces.

"Uncle has gone to the study." Mi Liu's face turned even redder, she hesitated, and still asked Jiang Baoqing in a low voice, "...... Grandma, do you need a slave to get you some ointment? ”

Jiang Baoqing looked very calm: "Ahem, no need, just go and help me get some clothes." ”

Miliu answered, and went to the closet next to him to look for clothes.

Jiang Baoqing changed her clothes, Mi Liu waited to wash up again, she looked at the figure in the mirror and looked left and right.

Miliu coughed lightly on the side, blushed, and pointed to the side of his neck.

Jiang Baoqing turned to the mirror and looked at the part pointed by Mi Liu, only to find that there was a slightly reddened mark here, the area was not large, and a discerning person would know what kind of trace it was at a glance.

Although there are many mosquitoes in summer, whose mosquitoes bite such a big red mark!

"......" Jiang Baoqing felt that his cheek had really been practiced.

After all, at least now you can pick up the fat powder without changing your face and cover the red mark, when nothing happens.

After covering the red mark, Jiang Baoqing took Miliu to the small kitchen.

Now that the summer is very hot, she plans to make a bowl of smoothie for Gong Ji to send to the study.

said that she was handy, but in fact, she poured some honey on the smoothie and put some jam on it.

The small kitchen in Jingxuan was not particularly far from the main house, Jiang Baoqing walked along the corridor for more than ten steps, and saw the steward of the small kitchen, who was standing in front of the small kitchen with his hands tied up with some trepidation, nodding at Mama Rong and not knowing what he was talking about.

Mama Rong also saw Jiang Baoqing, she raised her hand to stop the movements of the small kitchen manager, and walked quickly towards Jiang Baoqing.

Jiang Baoqing saw that Mama Rong seemed to have something to do, and the kitchen steward followed Mama Rong with a panicked look of wanting to speak and stopping, so he stopped and chose a shady place to stand.

Mama Rong walked over quickly and saluted: "Say hello to grandma." ”

The steward of the small kitchen also hurriedly followed, and asked Jiang Baoqing to say goodbye with some trepidation.

Jiang Baoqing looked at Mama Rong: "What are you talking about?" ”

Mama Rong is very fair and dignified, she didn't look at the pleading kitchen manager, but looked at Jiang Baoqing, and said, "...... The carpenter told the old slave that there was not enough ice in the kitchen. ”

Jiang Baoqing was about to make ice porridge for Gong Ji, and frowned slightly when he heard this: "Why is it not enough?" I remember that I still had a lot of ice on my uncle's share? ”

At the moment, after all, there is no government division, and generally speaking, some of the supplies of Jiang Baoqing and the palace plan are distributed by the government.

The carpenter in the small kitchen fell to his knees at once, and the weather was not very hot, but it was still very hot. The wooden steward knelt on the ground, facing Jiang Baoqing's inquiring eyes, his entire back only felt cold, and fine and dense cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Grandma, it's all the slave's fault," the carpenter in the small kitchen knelt on the ground with a bitter face, his voice trembling a little, "Recently, there has been a shortage of ice in the entire capital. In the past few days when you went out, the second lady also notified each courtyard in advance, saying that it was a hot summer this year, and the ice in the ice cellar was not enough, and the master of each courtyard had a share of ice, and strictly followed the share. This ......"

Mama Rong glanced at the wooden steward, and said to Jiang Baoqing: "Grandma, this is indeed the case." It's just that the grandmother and the uncle don't use much ice every day, even if they have to get ice in strict accordance with the rules this year, there are still a lot, why do you say that there is no ice at this time? ”

The woodsteward kowtowed a few times and stammered, "It's all the slave's fault." Yesterday, the slave maid took the right card to lead us into Jingxuan's share, but, but on the way, the slave maid's uncompetitive stomach didn't know why it hurt, and the slave maid quickly found a nearby official room...... "She looked embarrassed, "When the slave and maid are finished, I don't know who brought the door outside and got stuck." The slave and maid shouted for a long time before someone opened the door. Wait for the slave and maid to arrive at the second lady...... The ice is all gone. The second lady's people told the slave maid that they still had the last piece of ice, but the old lady was bitter in the summer, and the people who lived in Shou Anju took an extra one, and it happened to be gone......"

After the woodsteward finished speaking, he didn't dare to look up at Jiang Baoqing.

She has been in this back house for so long, how could she not know that if no one outside did anything, the door of the official room would be so "just" brought and stuck?

But she didn't dare to guess, let alone say, so she had to vaguely say "I don't know who it is".

After a while, Jiang Baoqing chuckled: "She is really a little girl." ”

Although they didn't name names, they all knew who Jiang Baoqing was talking about.

Where did the wooden steward dare to answer this, she was in a cold sweat, and she didn't dare to say half a word.

Jiang Baoqing waved her hand: "Forget it, this matter-" She wanted to say that she couldn't blame you for saying the way of others, but seeing Mama Rong standing respectfully on the side, the words became again, "It's up to Mama Rong, you have a lesson, be careful in the future!" ”

The woodsteward kowtowed repeatedly: "The slave knows." ”

Mama Rong raised her eyes, knowing that Jiang Baoqing was giving her an opportunity to establish her prestige, and smiled at Jiang Baoqing: "The old slave obeys orders." ”

After a pause, Mama Rong asked again, "What about the ice?" ”

You can't let the masters not even need ice on a hot day.

Jiang Baoqing smiled lightly: "Isn't it just that my new daughter-in-law doesn't dare to make trouble with Shou Anju for a little ice?" …… Therefore, she is a childish person, and she uses means to disgust people in such trivial matters. ”

Mama Rong didn't answer, she knew that Jiang Baoqing didn't need others to echo her.

Jiang Baoqing stepped on his feet and walked in the direction of the outside of the courtyard: "You don't have to worry about the ice, I have my own way." ”

However, as soon as Jiang Baoqing led Mi Liu to the gate of the moon gate in the courtyard, he saw a capable mother-in-law under Mrs. Wen hurriedly coming, and behind her were two small maids, carrying an ice bucket in their hands, and followed behind the mother-in-law with a hum.

When the mother-in-law saw Jiang Baoqing, a fake smile appeared on her face, and her voice was a little sharp: "Oh, isn't this a coincidence?" The old slave is about to go to find you, grandma! ”

Jiang Baoqing stopped, stood in place, and looked at the woman coldly: "What's the matter?" ”

The woman waved her hand and motioned for the little guy who carried the ice bucket to put the ice bucket down.

She took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped the sweat on her head, and smiled fakely, and said to Jiang Baoqing: "...... Grandma just came back, I'm afraid I don't know, the ice that our house saved last year is not enough this summer. ”