Although there was such a thrilling episode, the post from Princess Derong was indispensable.

Jiang Baoqing asked Mi Liu to put away the box of poisonous pastries and prepare to be used as physical evidence.

In any case, this box of poisonous pastries came from Mrs. Hou Shizi of Dongxiang, and whether she ordered the poison or not, it had nothing to do with her.

The bezhuang of the eldest princess of Derong is halfway up the mountain outside the city, the weeping willows are swaying, the fragrance of flowers is bursting, the breeze is blowing, and it is also cool with moisture.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is indeed a good place to cool off.

Xia Ai saw that Jiang Baoqing had experienced the poisoning incident, and he opened the curtain to look at the scenery on both sides of the mountain road in a leisurely manner, and he couldn't help but admire.

Their grandmother is really strong!

When I arrived at Beizhuang, I got off the carriage and someone came to pick me up.

Because Mrs. Hou Shizi of Dongxiang had a lot of luggage in her carriage, although Mrs. Hou Shizi of Dongxiang had already entered the door, her chariot attendant was still outside according to the instructions of the stewards of Beizhuang.

As soon as the housekeeper saw that Jiang Baoqing and their car had also stopped in the mansion of Princess Derong, his face became very exciting.

Xia Ai was all happy.

When Jiang Baoqing was picked up by the grandmother specially sent by the eldest princess of Derong, Xia Ai glanced back at the person in charge when no one was paying attention.

The steward probably asked someone about Jiang Baoqing's identity, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning.

Xia Ai finally couldn't hold back, and a soft smile escaped from her lips.

Lilac glanced at Xia Ai and lowered her voice: "Didn't grandma say that everything is low-key?" ”

The voice is not high, but it is just right for Jiang Baoqing in front of him to hear it.

Xia Ai's face was slightly red, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.

The grandmother who led the way faintly heard something, but as a grandmother in the princess's mansion, she was still very qualified, and she introduced Jiang Baoqing to the scenery in the village with a smile.

“…… There is a pond over there, and the steward of the village has raised a lot of fish in it, and this time he invited all the ladies and ladies to come over for the summer, and the lady has already ordered to go down, and then catch some fish and come out to entertain a few ladies. ”

Jiang Baoqing smiled slightly, but he didn't need to speak, just made a gesture of listening.

The trails in Bessho are almost all shaded by trees, and even on a hot summer day, the walk is quite cool.

When she arrived at the courtyard of the guest house, the grandmother smiled slightly: "All the bedding things have been prepared, if there is a place where the hospitality is not good, I will also look at the palace grandmother Haihan." ”

Jiang Baoqing smiled: "How come? Mama is so gracious. ”

Mi Liu Zhiji on the side handed over a sachet that was not light.

The mama who led the way smiled more kindly and kindly, and said a few more words to the side, and then she retreated.

As a result, after entering the house and arranging everything properly, seeing that Jiang Baoqing was also going to take a rest, and for the time being, there was no need for their maids to serve on the side, so Xia Ai pulled the cloves out and pulled them all the way to a corner of the yard.

"Sister Lilac, I respect you as the old man who entered Jingxuan, what do you mean?" Xia Ai lowered his voice and asked directly.

Lilac pretended to be confused: "What do you mean by that?" ”

Xia Ai snorted coldly: "Now that I'm not in front of my grandmother, Sister Lilac doesn't have to pretend to me." I was at the door, and I admit that I made a mistake. But you don't have to lecture me directly in front of the guiding grandmother, right? ”

"I didn't," Lilac also lowered her voice and explained in a good voice, "My sister misunderstood, I wanted to talk to you before, and I never meant to teach you a lesson." ”

"Tell me?" Xia Ai couldn't help but sneer, and her attitude was sharper, "Sister Lilac, don't want me to be Chunqin's easy coaxing, I can hear good and bad words." My sister said that she really wanted to say something, so she could lower her voice a little more. It's just to ask me for credit in front of my grandmother, sister, I'm not a fool, I can see it! ”

After saying that, she flicked her sleeves and left directly.

Lilac was so angry with Xia Ai that she couldn't speak for a long time.

Xia Ai's little hoof screamed as a "sister", and said that she was an old man who entered Jingxuan, but her attitude, how could she have half respect? !

It's not because they are all second-class maids and they don't have the identity to teach her that she dares to be so rampant!

What kind of thing is Xia Ai's little hoof, he dares to give her a face!

The more Lilac thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became.

When Jiang Baoqing rested for a while, he saw that the eyes of the cloves who came to serve were very red and swollen.

Jiang Baoqing was originally holding a bowl of cold lotus seed soup and drinking, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that Lilac's eyes were red and swollen, he twisted his eyebrows slightly, and put down the lotus seed soup: "What's wrong?" Who bullied you? ”

Lilac glanced at Xia Ai as if she was a little flustered, then lowered her head, shook her head, and said in a muffled voice: "No one bullies the slave maid, maybe it's a little uncomfortable with the environment." ”

said so, but she just glanced at it, how could Jiang Baoqing not understand!

Jiang Baoqing looked at Xia Ai again.

She knew that Xia Ai was a straightforward girl, and sometimes she would speak more bluntly, plus she could feel that Lilac was a little sensitive, maybe there was some misunderstanding between the two.

Xia Ai originally saw Lilac's red and swollen eyes, and she sighed in her heart, and she regretted a little if she said it too heavily in the morning, but now Jiang Baoqing looked at it like this, she felt that it was because of herself, and she didn't swallow it, so she directly admitted it: "It may be that the slave and maid talked too much in the morning, and the slave and maid apologized to Sister Lilac here." ”

"Sister, stop talking, it's none of your business." Lilac pushed away, and her eyes became redder and redder.

Jiang Baoqing looked like this, and it didn't look like something big had happened. It's common for colleagues to have a little conflict with each other, and she didn't take it to heart, so she said: "Right now, we are guests at the eldest princess's other village, and we will treat each other more." ”

A few maids responded in unison.

Jiang Baoqing picked up the bowl of lotus seed soup again, but after a few sips, a little maid came over to pass the word: "...... Grandma, Mrs. Hou Shizi of Dongxiang sent a maid over and wanted to ask you to have tea and talk in the afternoon. ”

"Oh?" Jiang Baoqing raised his eyebrows, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, you pass the maid in, and I'll ask." ”

The little maid took the order and soon invited the maid of Mrs. Hou Shizi of Dongxiang, who was waiting outside the courtyard, in.

It was the maid who brought Jiang Baoqing that box of poisonous pastries in the morning.

The arrogance that this maid can't hide is long gone, and when she saw Jiang Baoqing, she knelt down, listened carefully, and her voice trembled a little: "Slave Chunxiang, please say hello to Grandma Gong." ”

With Jiang Baoqing's mind, he will not embarrass a little girl for no reason.

She smiled, "Get up." ”

But the maid knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up, but fell to the ground, and her voice was filled with a cry: "Slave maid...... In the morning, I didn't know that it was Grandma Gong's car, which was offensive, and I asked Grandma Gong to forgive me! ”

Jiang Baoqing didn't care about this at all, she cared more about who the box of poisoned pastries came from.