When I came back from my grandmother's place, I shut myself in the boudoir, closed the doors and windows, and tossed for a long time before I could make an inch of red according to the recipe.

I don't know how effective it will be, but it's okay to confuse the real with the fake. Put it in a small and delicate white jade bottle, carry it with you, and act on the opportunity.

He also sent Lan'er to the treasury to get some medicinal materials to dispel wind and dampness and an urn of high-grade sorghum wine, clean up the bamboo leaves, soak them with medicinal herbs, and store them in a cool cellar.

Everything is done, tidy up, it's already lunch. Xiao Xiang came in several times and stopped talking, but quietly retreated. It wasn't until I was lying in bed tired, ready to catch up on my sleep and rest, that she knocked on the door again and walked in.

I knew she must have something to say to me, so I asked straight to the point, "What's the matter, do you have something to say?" ”

Xiao Xian'er nodded, plucked up her courage, and finally spoke: "Miss, Sister Lilan'er came to me today and asked me to help her put some blood-cold ointment on her arm, saying that she was bitten by insects when she went to the front yard to look for you yesterday." ”

I nodded: "Well, I know, I didn't seem to feel well when I saw her yesterday, so I scratched the itch and asked her to find you." ”

"But, but ......" Xiao Er seemed a little embarrassed, "I saw that Sister Lan'er's arms were covered with red spots, very similar to what you described to me...... That kind of poisonous hair. ”

I was startled, and instantly fell asleep: "What, you mean Lan'er?" What does the red spot look like, can you really see it? ”

Xiao Xiao nodded: "It's exactly the same as you told me, like nettle allergy, clumps and pieces." ”

I bowed my head and pondered for a moment, trying to think back to what had happened since Lan'er had followed me in these days, only to realize that I had made the same old mistake as the last time I doubted Xuan'er.

People really can't be suspicious, once they suspect something, doubts will follow, even she raised her head, every sentence, every word, gradually seemed to have a different meaning.

I shook my head, discarding these thoughts, not wanting to repeat the mistakes of the past and break their hearts like the last time I doubted Xuan'er.

"After all, the manual has been sitting in the yard for a few days, maybe she came across it by accident, I'll ask later, and see how she reacts."

Xiao Yan breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard this, and seemed to be relieved. I know. Xiao'er has a good relationship with Lan'er and Hui'er, and he must not want anything to happen. In her heart, she couldn't believe it. It was a relief to hear me say that.

After the lunch break, when I had a little free time, I opened the window and shouted to the sample:

"I remember you once mentioned that when you were cleaning up the utility room, you once found a third aunt's handwritten note and showed it to me."

Xiao Xiang was stunned for a moment, pretended to rummage around, and then said with a sad face: "Miss, I remember that I put it on the chaise longue that day, why did it disappear?" ”

"There is a total of palm-sized land in the left and right yards, where can you throw it, you can look around, it's not needles and threads." Hui'er responded, and then raised her voice to ask the two new girls in the yard, but they lost it when they swept the yard.

Lan'er poked her head out of the room when she heard the sound: "Miss, are you looking for the book that was almost used as a guide?" ”

Xiao Er leaned over and looked at Lan'er hopefully: "Sister Lan'er has put it away." ”

Lan'er smiled and nodded the tip of her nose: "I told you to put it away a long time ago, but you didn't listen, but now I know that I am in a hurry." The book was wet with dew in the yard, and I was afraid that it would rain again, so I put it in the utility room, and I always felt that the dead man's things were filthy, and I panicked when I put them outside. ”

Xiao Er happily responded, thanked Lan'er, and rushed into the utility room, and sure enough, he found it inside.

It turned out to be just a false alarm, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, flipped through two pages at random, and handed it to the sample to burn it. I am glad that I didn't ask Lan'er, otherwise it would be another grievance, and I must take it as a warning in the future, and I must not be so reckless and hasty.

In the evening, I sent a few girls to Qingqing and a few people with the kites that the little maid sent to me, all of them were butterfly swallow patterns, but I left the kite of the thousand-legged centipede, which was hung on the wall of the boudoir.

Thinking of the entrustment of the eighth aunt in the Fuhua Nunnery, he made a special trip to her yard under the pretext of thanking the second lady for her heavy gift.

All along, the second lady has no sense of existence in front of me. I don't see each other very often, and even if I do, it's just to say hello, and I'm not cold to me. It's not overly eager, but it doesn't feel deliberately alienated, not too far away, not too close, just right.

Therefore, after a few words of greeting, I didn't have anything to say, so I told her what the eighth aunt asked me to bring. She was silent for a long time, staring blankly at a cluster of magnolia in the colored enamel net bottle in front of her.

I didn't want to bother, so I had to bow and quietly retreat. After leaving the hospital for a long time, another close-fitting little girl caught up with me panting and said "thank you" to me very sincerely.

I thought of the cluster of magnolia in the second lady's hand, and knew that the eighth aunt's resentment towards her over the years had always been a knot in her heart that she couldn't untie. Although her father believed in her, she was hard to argue.

I heard that on the second day, the second lady went to the Fuhua Nunnery to make incense and make a vow. And I, this nosy act, I have made a good relationship and accumulated good fortune for myself in the future.

And the tragic homework began before dawn on the second day.

Mama Qi said that Yangzhou City is far away from the capital, and it will leave in half a month at the latest. Even if she only taught some of the most basic etiquette, it was too late. Therefore, we must do our best to learn, so as not to enter the capital in the future, lose etiquette in front of people, make people laugh, and lose the face of our Su family and the Hou Ye Mansion.

I originally thought that a woman like Qingqing was already a model for her daughter, knowledgeable and polite, gentle and demure, but in the eyes of Mama Qi, she was vulgar, childish, and couldn't be put on the stage. One can imagine how much torture I have to suffer if I am as stupid as I am.

It's just eighteen kinds of torture, exterminating humanity!

Don't say anything about chastity, rhetoric, grace, and silk, I have never heard of it, but the etiquette of three kneeling and nine bowing has been rehearsed over and over again no less than a hundred times. What heads, kowtows, pauses, jaws, arches, empty hands, ten thousand blessings, what kind of identity people I have seen, what kind of occasions, what kind of etiquette to perform, all pay attention to it, and I am in the clouds, and I don't know what to do.

I have practiced walking for more than ten years, even if it is not a graceful and weak willow to support the wind, it is not windy and hot, and it is not unsightly. But she was picked on by Mama Qi a lot and devalued to nothing. What head is straight, neck straight, shoulders flat, eyes do not squint, legs are tied with straps, books are clamped between knees, tea cups are on the top of the head, and practice repeatedly.

How much of a step to take, how fast the frequency, and how to swing the arm are all specific to the specifics. Later, I realized that I couldn't walk, my body was stiff like wood, and my arms couldn't bend.

I believe that what people say about Handan toddlers is not groundless.

And just the simplest blessing, Qingqing and I bent our knees and endured a stick of incense for a while. His legs trembled, his whole body was sore, he felt that the bones all over his body were falling apart, and his underwear was sweaty, and he was about to collapse.

Mama Qi was still leisurely drinking fragrant tea next to her, while being alarmist: "What is the time for a stick of incense, catch up with the master who is in a bad mood and are too lazy to take care of you, you have to keep this posture and endure it, there is also half a day, and there are more maids and concubines in the palace who are carried out." ”

When she was resting, Mama Qi would continue to teach some rules and etiquette in the palace, such as the grades of the masters, regulations, and so on.

I was naturally dismissive, but Qingqing listened attentively and studied very seriously, and there were always a few drops of crystal sweat hanging on the tip of her small nose.

Gradually, the news that the Su family sent me to the palace for the draft disappeared, and the entire Su Mansion spread the word.

For a wild girl like me who came down from the mountain, she was able to climb to the sky in one step and fly up the branches to become a phoenix, which naturally caused a lot of criticism. The story of my mother's poisoning has also been rediscovered, and many versions have been changed, but no one dares to point fingers and make irresponsible remarks to my face. Everyone looks at me differently, and it contains too many inexplicable meanings. But the most is envy and jealousy.

When the people saw me, they behaved very well, and they were particularly stumbling on food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

Only Aunt Seven told the truth, and without killing the tea time, it was spread into my ears by someone with a heart:

"It is said that he has not participated in the general election, even if he really has the opportunity to jump into the dragon gate, whether he can be elected or not, whether he can get favor or not, maybe he has not yet skimmed the eight characters, what is the strength of the arrogant?"

I really don't have the spirit to be tsundere, because I was really tormented and scattered by that Qi Mama. From head to toe, there is no place that does not hurt.

Liangci seemed to have been here once in the night, I slept soundly, smelled the aroma of musk deer, like Lan Feilan, muttered in a low voice, turned over and continued to sleep, my eyelids were heavy and couldn't lift up. There seemed to be a low sneer in his ears.

When he woke up on the second day, he felt like a dream, and he couldn't tell whether he had really been here at night, until he smelled the lingering ink fragrance in the air, and then wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and blushed.

Because I was under the control of Mama Qi every day, I didn't hear anything outside the window, and I didn't have the opportunity to contact the outside, so I felt that the house had stopped for a few days. But there is still a guard in my heart, knowing that the man must be lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to move. Moreover, once that person strikes again, he will definitely not fight like this again, it will definitely be a fatal blow.

I have to take precautions and prevent problems before they happen, and I also try to delay time and give Liang Ci enough time to lay out.

It wasn't until later, when Mama Qi's lessons became more and more strict, that I couldn't resist drowsing, and while Mama Qi was not paying attention, she secretly did something in her tea that she stopped the noise and fell asleep on the table.

Qingqing was timid and didn't dare to rest. I can't be reluctant, let her stand guard for me, lean on the Taishi chair by herself, and chat with Zhou Gong or play chess.

In this way, there is one and there are two, and I repeated the old trick three times and twice, and Mama Qi finally noticed that something was wrong, but she couldn't catch my handle, so she angrily brushed her sleeves away, and under the pretext that she was unwell, she no longer taught us.