Chapter 3 Who pushed you into the well?
Unconsciously, a month has passed, at this time the courtyard is full of flowers and butterflies flying, and tomorrow is the annual flower festival in the east of the country.
The small kitchen was very lively, all kinds of ingredients were brought in from the outer courtyard in boxes and piled up in the small kitchen, and seven or eight girls were busy making pastries for the Flower Dynasty Festival.
"Ah Wei, go to the Linghua Courtyard to pick some spiritual petals and come over to make flower cakes," Liu's mother commanded, her hands did not stop, and she rubbed the flour in the porcelain basin vigorously.
"Today, you all serve snacks, don't waste the best ingredients, this is a reward from the palace, if it is damaged a little, you will not be able to lose your life." Grandma Huang looked around with a cold face.
Yu Wei, who was about to go out with a thin rattan basket on his hand, "You go and fill all the water tanks, and water all the flowers in the five spiritual gardens, if you are clumsy, you don't need to interfere in the affairs of the house." ā
Yu Wei responded softly and walked out of the small kitchen quickly.
As long as this Huang Grandma came to the small kitchen, she looked at her unpleasantly, either asking her to carry water, or asking her to chop wood, anyway, all kinds of heavy work had to be pressed on her.
Alas, who called her a lowly handyman? All the maids and mothers-in-law of the inner courtyard can drive her.
Fortunately, her physical strength is much better now after taking the flower liquid, and she doesn't feel too tired to do these heavy tasks, so it's worth exercising herself.
Yu Wei walked into the spiritual garden with light steps.
Grandma Huang and Mother Liu's instructions were crooked, fulfilling her long-standing wish to enter the Spirit Garden.
Usually, as a handyman, her range of activities can only be limited to two or three ordinary small gardens around the small kitchen, and the spiritual garden is not allowed to go often.
Moreover, the Linghua over there is taken care of by a special florist, and those male florists go into the inner courtyard to care for the Linghua on the second day of the new year every month.
Therefore, on the second day of junior high school, the hostesses will not come out to enjoy the flowers.
Today is the second day of junior high school, but that Huang Grandma asked her to go to the Spirit Garden to water, I don't know what An's heart is.
However, she is not a native, so she doesn't think there's anything wrong with seeing a foreign man, she just thinks that Grandma Huang's intentions are uneasy and kind.
What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
She hasn't tried the dozen or so hundred-year-old spirit flowers in the spirit garden, I don't know if it's better than ordinary spirit flowers?
Several large vats in the small kitchen were already filled with water, and she could take advantage of this opportunity to stay in the Spirit Garden for a little longer.
After watering a spiritual garden, Yu Wei quietly squatted under a hundred-year-old Lingxiao flower, picked a handful of Lingxiao petals, and refined them in the palm of his hand.
After a while, the blue petals condensed into a pale blue flower sap the size of a small glass bead.
It is worthy of being a Breenniling flower, and the flower liquid refined has a color.
Thinking about her before, they were all colorless and transparent.
After putting it into the porcelain vase, he came to the bottom of a blood-red vermilion flower.
This spiritual flower exudes a spiritual light all over its body, and its halo is at least three hundred years old.
After a few refining, a drop of reddish liquid appeared, and a heart-warming aroma lingered around her.
A strong desire to swallow it lingered in Yuwei's heart.
It's so fragrant, it looks delicious, it won't be poisonous, right?
He stretched out his finger and dipped it in his mouth.
No poison!
Yu Wei looked at it for a while, and still put the drop of flower liquid in his mouth.
As the flower liquid enters the abdomen, a warm current dissolves through the whole body, and the body becomes hotter and hotter.
What's going on? Why is your skin like boiled shrimp getting redder and redder?
Yu Wei became nervous.
It's no problem for her to eat these flower saps all the time, but this happened to Zhu Yanhua today.
Yuwei's whole body felt like it was going to catch fire, and she was so anxious that she turned around, and when she saw the waterhole under the hibiscus leaves, she didn't even think about running over and wading into the water.
The water in this Qingtan is not deep, only up to her chest. There are more than a dozen hibiscus planted in the pond, and next to the round and turquoise leaves, a few pink hibiscus flowers are blooming.
Yu Wei walked to the middle of the pool and squatted down slightly, submerging her body in the water.
It's still hot, but it's much better than before.
"Zhuo Yan, these Breitling flowers are a bit medical, you might as well let me pick some and bring them back to refine them." A slightly magnetic man's voice rang out.
Yu Wei heard the human voice from far to near, trembled, and hurriedly hid his body under the hibiscus leaves.
How did you forget this stubble, today is the second day of junior high school, the day when the gardener enters the yard.
I was too reckless.
This woman from the east of the country has no status, and the slave and maid are like cats and dogs, if they find her soaking in water in the flower well in this courtyard, they may immediately beat her to death.
"This Zhu Yan was obtained by me from the Purple Hill Country, it is said that it has been four hundred years old, and its medicinal properties should be stronger." A cold voice rang out.
"Well, although this vermilion flame is strong, it is also explosive, so you should be careful if you use it as a forging body." The magnetic voice said: "Your old wounds have not healed, so it is better not to use this medicine." ā
Yu Wei held back her breath and shrunk her body into the water.
What to do? Several people came to the vicinity of the flower well and stood there chatting.
Listening to that tone, one of them is the son of this house.
Oh my God, if it is discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Guangbai," Mu Qing glanced at the thin rattan basket with petals under the Zhu Yan flower plant, and said to the little guy beside him: "Please go to the flower pavilion to drink tea, and I will arrive later." ā
"Yes!" The little servant Guangbai walked up to Zishu, who was bending down to observe Linghua, "Please follow me to Huating." ā
Zishu straightened up, glanced at Mu Qing behind him, and smiled slightly, "That's good." ā
Mu Qing saw Zishu walking away with Guangbai, and said, "Come out!" ā
Yu Wei's heart was about to jump out, I don't know if I was talking about her, I held my breath and didn't dare to make a sound.
"If you insist on going your own way and never come out again, call the guards in and arrest you immediately."
"I, I'm out~" Yuwei knew that this must be her, and stood up from the water with a shaking body, and walked out of the flower well step by step.
"Which yard are you from?" Mu Qing looked coldly at the wet little girl in front of her, frowned and asked, "What are you hiding here?" ā
"IāI'm from the kitchen." Yu Wei didn't dare to raise his head, his hands hung down on the side of his skirt, and he grabbed the soaked skirt, "Grandma Huang ordered me to come and pick spiritual flowers to make flower cakes." ā
"Since you are ordered to come, you should pick the spirit flower and go back to your life, how to soak in the pool?"
Mu Qing glanced her up and down, only to see that this little girl's eyebrows were extremely beautiful, her face was pink and shy, and she unconsciously slowed down her tone.
"This ......" is a whisper, and I don't know how to explain it.
"Huh? How are you. ā
A young man in a brocade robe walked over from the side, and when he saw the face of the little man who was soaked all over, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "Who pushed you into the flower well this time?" ā