After Qiu Wen finished speaking arrogantly, she took the feather duster handed by the maid and greeted Su Jiu mercilessly.

Su Jiu was in pain.

She hugged her body and curled up in the corner, but she didn't shed a single tear.

The lamp is faint.

The little girl's eyes were red, and she was beaten dozens of feather dusters, and when she raised her head to look at Qiu Wen, she still had those moist and black eyes.

Under the candle flame,

Amazingly bright,

It's also surprisingly calm.

Qiu Wen was stared at by such a pair of eyes, and somehow, she suddenly felt a little timid.

She didn't know why a little girl from a poor background had such eyes.

However, in the end, it is the first-class maid beside the Li family, who has been in charge of the Rong'an Academy for many years, and her heart has already been honed.

She quickly settled down and said condescendingly: "This is a little lesson that Madame gave you, if you don't serve Madame well in the future, you will suffer it!" ”

Su Jiu got up silently, his figure staggering slightly.

She looked up at the seat, and Li was elegantly lowering her eyes and drinking tea.

She looked at it, almost biting out a little smile on her white lips.

Such noble ladies like these,

Naturally, she doesn't care about the life and death of a servant girl like her.

She saluted Lee, turned and left with a blank face.

Her back was still straight, like a sapling trying to grow.

The cowardice that Qiu Wen had suppressed in her heart spread again, and she couldn't help but say to Li: "Madam, slave maid, look, this girl is different from other little girls, I'm afraid she is a grudge." ”

"Her master can't afford to make any waves, she's a little girl, what are you afraid of her doing?"

Lee was unimpressed.

Qiu Wen thought about it, too.

She smiled and smiled, and quickly concentrated on serving Li's dressing up, just waiting for Xiao Yuan to come over at night.

……

Su Jiu stepped out of Rong'an Courtyard and looked up, in the light cluster dyed by the wind lamp under the eaves, it was dimly visible that there was rain on the Qingming night.

The plants in the garden are growing in full bloom and trying to absorb enough water.

She looked at it for a moment, then slowly stretched out her little hand from the verandah.

The spring rain is moist, and it is cold and cool in the palm of the hand, which is very moist and comfortable.

It's just—

Although the rain is wide,

Do not moisten the grass without roots.

The girl looked in the direction of Chang'an City.

It's a pity that the buildings of Xiao Mansion are too high, the night of Jinling City is too thick, and the distance of Chang'an City is too far.

She couldn't see anything.

She finally withdrew her gaze and calmly walked towards the Middlebury Courtyard.

The night rain is dashing.

An hour later, Xiao Tingchen finally listened to the lecture in the big study.

He picked up a lamp and walked slowly down the verandah back to the Mingde Courtyard, only to see that the main house was empty.

Outside, the sound of rain hitting plantains is particularly clear.

Inexplicably uneasy for the teenager.

He walked along the flower path to the study building, stepped on the stairs, and saw a hazy oil lamp lit in the corner of the bookcase, faintly illuminating the small square world.

The little girl sat cross-legged behind the bookcase, her eyelashes lowered, and she was seriously flipping through the book.

Most of the books that scholars had to struggle to read, but she flipped them back with ten lines at a glance.

It can be seen what kind of amazing talent this girl has.

The boy squinted, noticing that something seemed wrong with the little girl.

He stepped forward and crouched down across from her.

Reaching out to pick up her chin through the desk, I could clearly see that the little girl's eyes were extremely red.

His voice was a little colder: "Bullied? ”

Su Jiu shook his head, brushed his hand away, and continued to read.

Xiao Tingchen was fast, grabbed her thin wrist, and flicked her sleeves, and saw that the girl's originally white and tender arms were imprinted with a few red marks.

^^

Qiu Wen: If Xiao Tingchen dares to give you a head, I, Qiu Wen, will chop off my head!

Great Demon King: The flag has been set.