Chapter 21: Like a Man
For a while, the people washing clothes by the river were left with Li Yao and the woman who had just arrived.
Li Yao turned her head to look and saw that the woman's every move was a textbook-level model of etiquette, and as long as she saw her, she could think of the words 'rules' and 'elegance'.
Even when washing clothes, the woman's waist pole is straight, which is completely different from the rural village women here.
This kind of demeanor seems to have been taught and trained since childhood, and it is engraved into the bones of women.
This woman still has the same surname as Li Yao in her previous life, her name is Li Qiaohui, and she is a special existence in this village.
Li Qiaohui came to Niujia Village more than three years ago, and I heard that she was a palace maid who was dismissed from the palace.
Originally, when Li Qiaohui first came to the village, the villagers were quite tolerant of her.
But later, I don't know where it came from, it was said that there were many palace maids who went out of the palace, because they knew too many secrets in the palace, and even other good people were wiped out, and the rumors were decent, as if the people in the village had seen it with their own eyes.
The villagers in the village are already taboo about being involved in these things, and they are very in awe of the royal family, and they will tremble when they see the small county officials on weekdays, let alone involve the palace.
So gradually, everyone avoided Li Qiaohui like a snake and scorpion, and even worried about not losing her head if she talked to her.
Li Yao took a closer look at Li Qiaohui's face.
This woman who is almost thirty years old is gentle and demure, her skin is very well maintained, and she even looks younger than the twenty-year-old daughter-in-law in the village, and her temperament is very outstanding, so she can crush almost all the women in the village.
As soon as her mind turned, she guessed how the rumor had come out in the first place.
Eighty percent are from women.
Xu was stared at by Li Yao for a long time, Li Qiaohui endured and endured, and finally turned her head to look at Li Yao, and met Li Yao's eyes that were as bright as stars.
Li Qiaohui was slightly stunned, and then said with a smile: "Have you seen enough?" ”
"Uh......" Li Yao touched her nose, then smiled at Li Qiaohui a little embarrassedly, and said, "You are so good-looking." ”
"......" Li Qiaohui's face was slightly red, no one had praised her so bluntly.
didn't expect to be molested by a little girl, Li Qiaohui pretended to be annoyed and said, "You're not afraid of me? ”
Li Yao naturally knew the reason why Li Qiaohui asked, she shook her head honestly, and said, "Don't be afraid." ”
At this time, Li Qiaohui was a little surprised.
Then it occurred to her that perhaps the little girl was too young to understand the rumors about her in the village, so she knew a little.
But Xu hasn't spoken for too long, Li Qiaohui pursed her lips, and still asked with some curiosity: "Why aren't you afraid of me?" ”
Li Yao cleaned the washed clothes in her hand again, and said while twisting the clothes: "You don't mean to hide your identity." ”
After twisting the clothes, Li Yao looked at Li Qiaohui again, and under Li Qiaohui's slightly puzzled gaze, she continued: "And you have been out of the palace for at least three years, if someone really has the heart to look for you, they would have found it a long time ago." ”
In other words, if Li Qiaohui really had a secret that the people in the palace were afraid of, she would have died a long time ago.
Li Qiaohui's body leaned back slightly, even if she was good at hiding her emotions, the shock in her eyes at the moment could not be concealed.
In front of him, it was obvious that a child who looked no more than five or six years old could have such a delicate and transparent mind.
Li Qiaohui looked at Li Yao's bright starry eyes, and her expression was slightly dazed.
After half a ring, Li Qiaohui looked at Li Yao and said, "You are very similar to someone I know." ”
"Who is it?" Li Yao asked curiously.
"A ......" Li Qiaohui pursed her lips and paused for a moment before saying, "It's my savior." ”