"Miss, you should rest early." Xingyu helped Ji Qingge tuck the brocade quilt and said softly.

Ji Qingge was also very sleepy, so he answered lazily and lay down.

Seeing Xingyu turn around and leave, Ji Qingge stopped the other party. She got up and went to the closet and found a crimson brocade for Xingyu.

Jing'an City in winter is relatively cold, there is no charcoal fire downstairs, and the upstairs can only rely on more beds and quilts for heating.

"Xingyu, you don't have to go downstairs to rest." Ji Qingge put the brocade on the bed and made half of the space for Xingyu.

"Miss, this quilt is ......"

Xingyu's cheeks were crimson with shame, and she wanted to say that the brocade quilt was one of the gifts selected by the people in King Xiao's mansion for Ji Qingge. But Yan Fengxing confessed, so that she didn't have to tell Ji Qingge everything.

She had no choice but to give up.

"Mine is yours. We are family. Ji Qingge comforted Xingyu.

It's just that I feel that the color of this brocade quilt is too festive, but it looks like it was used when I got married. Although she has never been in love in the 21st century, she has watched some costume dramas and can guess a thing or two.

In the early morning of the next day, Ji Qingge got up and finished freshening up, and sat in front of the dresser to put on makeup.

When I opened the rouge gouache that Di Jinxuan bought for her on West Street, there was an elegant fragrance in the air. Ancient cosmetics were green environmental protection products, and after Ji Qingge applied lip balm, he tasted it naughtily.

It has a sweet taste.

Xingyu helped Ji Qingge insert the hairpin, and happened to see Ji Qingge taste lip grease in the bronze mirror, and inevitably snickered.

Catching a glimpse of Xingyu's smiling face from the bronze mirror, Ji Qingge couldn't help but apply rouge to Xingyu's petite face, and when they saw Xingyu begging for mercy, they all laughed.

In the memory of the original owner, there are still scenes of her and Xingyu frolicking, happy and warm.

Ji Qingge is about to marry into the palace, and Xingyu is only a fifteen-year-old girl. She didn't want to take her into the palace to suffer, so she made another plan for Xingyu in her heart.

She thought that when she married into the palace, the general's mansion would be left to Xingyu to live in, and she could also help her take care of it. If Xingyu has a better place to go, then she will also fulfill Xingyu's wishes.

The modern woman is fifteen years old, which is the age of junior high school.

But this time she traveled to the ancient fifteen-year-old girl, and she was about to get married. And Xingyu also has to live independently, think about it, it's still bitter enough.

Ji Qingge gently wiped off the rouge that had been wiped on Xingyu's face before, and carefully put on makeup for her. It was Xingyu who shyly pushed back and forth a few times, wasting some of Ji Qingge's effort.

The thin eyebrows and small eyes, the gentle and lovely apricot rain, have the charm of a Jiangnan woman.

Ji Qingge thought to himself, if the nutrition of the original owner and Xingyu could keep up, it would not be the skinny figure it is now.

The fundamental reason why their nutrition can't keep up is Ji Qingling's family. Thinking of this, Ji Qingge's anger rushed straight up.

She wondered.

In other words, Ji Mochu can be regarded as a sixth-rank lower-level military attaché, according to the treatment given to court officials by the Xiyue Dynasty, Ji Mochu's salary will not be low.

What's the matter, you can get monthly money every month, right?

And rice, wine, salt, silk, gold and silver, and so on, which could also be used as collateral.

In order to study the treatment of the officials of the Xiyue Dynasty, Ji Qingge specially inquired with Di Jinxuan last night after drinking. It is said that charcoal is also issued.

It was a cold winter, and she and Xingyu were so pitiful that they couldn't keep warm without charcoal.

And then there are the two guards outside, why did they still help Ji Fu guard outside the door for one night, they had to invite someone to roast the fire and have a light meal.

Although Di Jinxuan didn't send someone to send two pieces of silver, the furniture and other items he bought had already been sent to Ji Mansion by Yan Fengxing yesterday.

Ji Qingge estimated that her agarwood carved shelf bed would not be less than three million taels of silver. Just this heavy spice and this carving, you can see that the wooden bed is extraordinary.

With his right hand caressing the orchid pattern texture on the wooden bed, Ji Qingge couldn't put it down. I thought I had to cook a good meal and thank Di Jinxuan, but I just ......

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, where can I find the silver taels for buying vegetables?

Going downstairs to the screen in the hall, Ji Qingge stopped and said to Xingyu: "I'll go and make a fire to boil some water first, and you can ask the two guards to come in and bake the fire." ”

"Yes, miss."

Xingyu opened the door and walked out, only to see that the two guards who guarded yesterday were gone. What appeared in front of her was a man with a relatively unfamiliar face, dressed in a black robe, with a cold temperament.

The man took the quaint wooden box in his hand to Xingyu and asked her to hand it over to Ji Qingge.

"Thank you, Childe, may I ask who Childe is ......?"

Before Xingyu could understand, the man had already turned around and left.

Xingyu walked into the kitchen with a wooden box, only to see that Ji Qingge had already cleaned up the fragments of the jars and jars all over the ground. Then he said distressedly: "Miss, where is your turn to do these rough jobs?" ”

She handed the wooden box to Ji Qingge, "The two guards will come back in the evening, this is sent by a son, and he said that I will pass it on to Miss." ”

Stretched out his hand to take the box handed by Xingyu, it was a little heavy. Ji Qingge opened it and saw that two ingots of gold and two ingots of silver were neatly placed inside.

Pressed under one of the ingots of gold was a tiny message.

The handwriting of the dragon flying and phoenix dance, she guessed, should be Di Jinxuan's.

It reads:

["The rest, give it later."] ”】

Ji Qingge took gold and silver to Xingyu and asked her to go to the market to buy vegetables, and she had to buy a few bowls and plates back. Fortunately, the iron pot is not broken, otherwise if you ask Xingyu to help buy a pot and come back, it is estimated that it will be enough to choke.

After Xingyu left, Ji Qingge continued to pull weeds from the garden and backyard.

At first, Ji Qingge thought that she was an uneducated woman like Jun Xinlan, who had no taste. will make the garden and backyard deserted and overgrown with weeds.

But when Ji Qingge saw the Wuling gallbladder poison herb when she was pulling the weeds, she only felt a chill down her spine.

She guessed that this poisonous herb should not have been planted by Jun Xinlan. If so, then it would be a pity that they didn't gain anything.

After Xingyu came back, Ji Qingge learned the answer from Xingyu: the garden and backyard in the former mansion were all taken care of by Yan Xinying, the general's wife.

"Madame grows both herbs for antidote and poison. It was only after Mrs. learned the news that the general had died on the battlefield that she committed suicide. ”

Xingyu's sad voice explained: "Madame destroyed the antidote, leaving only these black gallbladder poison herbs, as well as ......"

"And what?" Ji Qingge asked.

"Miss, it's all in the past, don't mention it." Xingyu's eyes flashed a touch of gloom, and said.

Ji Qingge put the black gallbladder poison herb she pulled out, along with other weeds, into the stove and burned it. After a crackling sound, they were reduced to ashes.

Finally cutting the grass and eradicating the roots, Ji Qingge breathed a long sigh of relief.