Qingqiu Garden.

Inside the house.

Mrs. Chi sat in front of the bronze mirror, the veil off her face.

Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, her eyes were moist, and tears fell down.

The little maid magpie noticed that she was crying and leaned over to take a look.

"Madame, the scar on your face seems to have faded a lot," the little maid said in surprise.

Mrs. Chi has a scar on her face.

Generally, the maid is not allowed to serve her makeup.

But the magpie has been serving her for two years, and under the same roof, how could she not have seen the scar on Mrs. Chi's face.

She had six scars on her face, which were shocking.

The little maid couldn't imagine what a miserable experience she had when she was young, so she was hurt like this.

That's a face.

Although her face was not beautiful, she definitely didn't have the courage to live when she thought that her face was hurt like that, not to mention that Mrs. Chi's face was originally very beautiful, and she couldn't speak.

For so many years, only the eldest young master in the entire Guogong Mansion remembered that his wife had a wound on her face, and occasionally sent some ointment to remove scars.

But the ointment had no effect, and the scars on Madame's face remained.

But just now she paid attention to it, and the scars on Madame's face faded a lot, obviously.

"The ointment from the young grandmother works," said the little maid happily.

Mrs. Chi looked at her face.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

One is crying, the other is happy.

No one noticed that a woman stood at the bead curtain for a long time and turned to leave.

Perched Crane Hall, across the courtyard.

After the lord of Nanzhang returned to the house, he took off the handkerchief that was covering his hand.

Although so many days have passed, my hand does not hurt much, but the scar on my hand has not gone away.

Looking at his hands, the county lord of Nanzhang had a hideous face.

Outside, a little maid walked in.

"County Lord, Mother Li from Qingqiu Yuan is here," the little maid announced.

Qingqiu Garden?

Mrs. Chi couldn't make a splash in a year, why did she suddenly come to her.

"Let her in," said the Lord of Nanzhang.

Soon, Li's mother went in.

The lord of Nanzhang wrapped his hands in an embroidered handkerchief, and out of sight was pure.

Mother Li respectfully greeted the lord of Nanzhang County.

Mother Zhao looked at her and said, "Isn't it in Qingqiu Yuan to serve Mrs. Chi, what are you doing here?" ”

"There's something to tell the county lord," Li's mother said.

She was originally arranged by the county lord of Nanzhang to keep an eye on Mrs. Chi.

It's just that Mrs. Chi is too quiet and self-conscious, Master Xie doesn't enter Qingqiu Garden twice a year, and even if he goes in, it's just to look at the few acacia trees in Qingqiu Garden, which has nothing to do with Mrs. Chi.

Such an unfavored woman, whose appearance was ruined and mute, could not arouse the jealousy of the county lord of Nanzhang.

Mother Li was arranged to enter Qingqiu Garden, so naturally there was no place for it.

Qingqiu Garden is too deserted.

The cold can freeze people to death.

Li's mother has been working hard for a few years, but she really can't stand it, and she wants to be transferred elsewhere, but she suffers from no chance.

Now it's finally her chance.

"The scar on Mrs. Chi's face has improved," Li's mother said.

"Getting better?" The lord of Nanzhang County was surprised.

She had seen Mrs. Chi's face.

On the day she entered the house.

She covered her face with a light veil, her body was graceful, and her eyes were as beautiful as the moon in the sky.

She is the concubine room given by Nanliang to Master Xie, and the county lord of Nanzhang has to guard against it.

At the first glance of her, she felt that Mrs. Chi was a stunning beauty, and her appearance was still above her.

She asked Mrs. Chi to take off her veil and see her.

Mrs. Chi was reluctant.

But he couldn't stand the repeated requests of the county lord of Nanzhang.

She is the main mother, can't she even look at the face of the concubine?

Mrs. Chi didn't take off the veil, and Mother Zhao walked over and pulled the veil off.

At that time, everyone, including the county lord of Nanzhang and Zhao's mother, was frightened.

The wound on Mrs. Chi's face was really serious.

The wounds crisscrossed and shocking.

Such a serious injury, the county lord of Nanzhang took a look at it, and it will be unforgettable for life.

For so many years, Xie Jingchen gave her ointment, and the county lord of Nanzhang also knew that such a serious injury would be difficult to eliminate even if he applied blue mark ointment every day, not to mention that Xie Jingchen did not have blue mark ointment to send her.

Now, but tell her that such a serious injury has improved?

The lord of Nanzhang didn't believe it.

"It's really getting better, even if you borrow a few guts from slaves and maids, you don't dare to deceive the county lord," Li's mother said.

Mother Zhao looked at the county lord of Nanzhang, "County lord, this matter would rather be believed." ”

The old wounds on Mrs. Chi's face for more than ten years can be removed, and the burns on the county lord's hands can naturally be healed.

Thinking of this, the county lord of Nanzhang would rather believe that it was true.

But I believed it, and I got angry.

"I have such a good medicine in my hand, I would rather give it to a dumb man than give it to me."

"Do they still have me in their eyes?!" The county lord of Nanzhang gritted his teeth and said.

Mother Zhao persuaded the county lord of Nanzhang to calm her anger and said, "The eldest young master gave the medicine to a concubine, and the county lord asked him for it, but he didn't dare not give it." ”

I don't dare not give.

But people said no, and she couldn't force him.

How easy is it to want them to be honest and obedient?

"I don't know if it's really effective," Nanzhang County said.

"The slave maid brought the ointment to the county lord, and you will know it when you try it," Li's mother advised.

The county lord of Nanzhang did not speak.

She glanced at Zhao's mother.

Mother Zhao rewarded Mother Li with two taels of silver plus a box of ointment.

Li's mother happily took it.

She couldn't remember the last time she had received a reward.

Mother Li happily returned to Qingqiu Garden, just as the magpie came out, still holding a bag in her hand, she asked, "Where is this going?" ”

"Madame made clothes for the young grandmother and her maid, and I sent them to her," said the magpie.

"Then go," Li's mother said.

The magpie walked towards Agarwood Xuan.

Mother Li looked disdainful.

It's okay to make clothes for the eldest and youngest grandmothers, and even make them for her maids.

However, Mrs. Chi only has the name of a concubine, and she has no real name.

There are many ice basins elsewhere that are frozen, and there is not a single piece of ice in Qingqiu Garden.

With such a person, what future is there?

Mother Li weighed the two taels of silver in her hand.

After entering the courtyard, I saw Mrs. Chi standing next to the lotus pond, and Mother Li went to fetch a basin of water and entered the house.

Agarwood Xuan, backyard.

Su Jin was crooked on the couch, and Xing'er was fiddling with the ice basin.

There are not many ice cubes in the Agarwood Xuan, and there are not enough in the house, let alone the backyard.

The ice used in the bamboo house is made of apricots, and it is enough.

was busy eating ice, and the little maid Bi Zhu outside ran over and said, "Grandma, Mrs. Chi's maid magpie is here." ”

"Why is she here?" Apricot said happily.

"I said I was here to deliver something," said the little maid.

Apricot grabbed a piece of ice and ran out.

The little maid was surprised, she didn't send ice cubes to the backyard, where did the ice cubes in the bamboo house come from?

Apricot is afraid of the sun, so take a piece of ice to cool off.

The magpie was guarding under the tree outside the courtyard, and Apricot saw it and said, "What are you here to send?" ”

"It's the clothes that Madame made for Grandma and you," said Magpie.

"I guess that's it," Apricot said cheerfully.

She hugged the burden and gave the ice cube in her hand to the magpie.

The last time the magpie played with ice was in winter, so don't be too happy to get a piece of ice.

Xing'er asked, "Did Mrs. Chi use ointment?" ”

"Yes, the scar on my face is much better," the magpie said happily.

"Don't forget to use it again," Apricot admonished.

"Uh-huh."

"Then I'll go back first," said Magpie.

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchenette and get you pastries to eat," Apricot said.

The magpie sent a bag and a food box with him.

A box full of pastries, the magpie smiled and squinted.

She felt that the best maid in the entire Guogong Mansion was the maid of the young grandmother.