After returning to Qianyun Pavilion, Qing Yan realized that Biliu hadn't come back yet, the eldest brother and the little girl had returned, but Biliu hadn't come back, it couldn't be an accident, right? No, Biliu is very clever, is it because of the delay on the way?

After a while, Qingyan stabilized his mind, and his eyes fell on the two sets of clothes in the tray on the table, and Bixiang explained in a sigh when she saw this: "These two sets of clothes...... It was made by the cloud and mist silk that the girl sent to the show last time......"

Qingyan's eyes were sharp and cold, and he glanced at Bixiang coldly, gently fiddling with the teacup lid in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he asked: "Two horses of cloud silk, one horse of brocade can make these two sets of clothes?" ”

Bi Xiang seemed to be a little timid, and said hesitantly: "Three sets of ...... were taken away by the five girls"

Hearing this, the corners of Qingyan's mouth hooked up a big arc, and he couldn't press it, he really wouldn't die if he didn't do it, and the fish was hooked so easily.

"Go, make a plate of licorice osmanthus cake."

Qingyan's happy mood didn't last long, and then bad news came, Shuying hurriedly stepped into the house, and whispered in Qingyan's ear, "Girl......"

Qing Yan was shocked when he heard this, "Where are the people?" ”

"It's still in the old lady's Songtao Garden, and the fourth and fifth girls are here."

"Go to the kitchen to find Bixiang, and say that the girl, I will go to Songtao Garden, let her make the osmanthus cake as soon as possible, send it over, and the girl I want to eat."

Although Shuying didn't know what the girl wanted to do, she still nodded yes and took the order.

Qingyan walked out of the courtyard, tiptoeed, and flew in the direction of Songtao Garden, when he arrived at Songtao Garden, he heard the matchmaker's tone a little arrogant and said: "Although the three girls in the house are outstanding in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but after all, they are only a concubine, and it is her blessing to be able to enter the eyes of the prince of Pingwangfu."

Although she entered the palace as a side concubine, but the princess was deceased, the three girls entered the Ping Palace, and there was only one female daughter on the Ping Princess, as long as she served the Ping princess wholeheartedly, she would have a bright future in the future. ”

Qingyan chuckled in her heart, does this mean that she wants to be a little wife for others, or to give herself great glory, and she has to be grateful to Dade.

She lowered her head and picked up a small pebble, and quietly walked to the warm pavilion, where she saw the backs of three girls and a few nervous maids.

The pink Luo skirt that Lin Qingxin is wearing is her own skirt made of cloud silk, right? Where does this seem like it was made for yourself? It is clearly made according to Lin Qingxin's size, and the steward of the embroidery workshop in the house is afraid that he is the lackey of the eldest lady.

Immediately, with a flick of her fingers, the pebble flew in the direction of Lin Qingxin, hitting Lin Qingxin's head directly, and then dodged out of the warm pavilion.

A scream of "Ah" sounded, followed by the sound of the screen falling to the ground, and the warm pavilion instantly became lively, and the poor old lady was just about to say yes, when she heard the movement, she felt that her old face was lost.

The matchmaker's brows furrowed tightly, and she instantly stretched out again, her eyebrows opened and she smiled, as if nothing had happened, "The prince of Yunwangfu attaches great importance to the three girls in the mansion, I don't know if the old lady can think about it?" ”

When the words fell, the eldest lady on the side smiled amorous and said: "What else to consider, this is Yan'er's blessing, and my mother agreed!" ”

Lin Qingxin in the warm pavilion was not happy when she heard this, even if she was the concubine of the prince, she was also a serious master of the Ping Wangfu, how could she be cheap Lin Qingyan's little cheap hooves, that little cheap hooves are suitable for a beggar.

Thinking of this, she stepped heavily on the perilla on the side, and the perilla let out a painful sound, and before the matchmaker could frown again, the old lady in the main room ordered: "Go and see which maid is so short-sighted, and she sold it directly." ”

Then he looked at the matchmaker and said, "I agreed to this matter from the Yong'an Hou Mansion." ”

The matchmaker smiled, this family business was done, the reward of the Ping Wangfu must be a lot, after finishing the business, and drank a few sips of tea, the matchmaker took a leave of excuse, and when she left, she also looked in the direction of the warm pavilion, although she didn't see anything, but she still shook her head.

As soon as the matchmaker left, the old lady was furious and ordered someone to bring Lin Qingxin and others over, Lin Qingxin, Lin Qingyun and Lin Qingwan knelt on the ground, and their respective maids knelt behind them, the old lady rubbed her temples, hated iron and steel, and admonished.

Just after the admonition, Qingyan carried a plate of osmanthus cake into the main house, at this time, the rumor of Qingyan's assassination had not yet spread into the old lady's courtyard, the old lady looked at the Qingyan with a smile.

Qingyan stepped forward slowly, picked up a piece of osmanthus cake with his bare hand and handed it to the old lady, "Grandmother, let's try this osmanthus cake is delicious......

The old lady took it, took a small bite, her eyes instantly lit up, and she smiled: "This tastes good, did you put licorice?" ”

Qingyan smiled and crooked his eyes, "Grandmother's tongue is really sensitive, and she only put a little bit of Titi taste, but it was also eaten by grandmother, Bixiang, serve it to my mother and the girls to taste." ”

Qingyan smiled brightly, quietly watched Lin Qingxin finish half of the osmanthus cake with a disgusted face, and threw the remaining half of the piece in his hand to Zisu and said: "The taste is average, Shisu is rewarded to you." ”

Zi Su didn't dare to slack off, took it respectfully, ate it, and still grunted in her heart, obviously it was delicious, and the five girls just loved to find fault.

Everyone chatted for a while, Lin Qingxin felt unbearable itching all over her body, and kept scratching her body, the eldest lady was the first to notice that something was wrong, she asked nervously, "Xin'er?" What's wrong? ”

Lin Qingxin felt uncomfortable all over her body at this time, and she couldn't say where it was uncomfortable, she raised her slender arm, rolled up her sleeves, and saw that her arm was no different, she said with a bitter face: "Mother, Xin'er is so uncomfortable, her whole body is uncomfortable." ”

Immediately, as if he had thought of something, he looked at the remaining two pieces of osmanthus cake on the plate with ruthless eyes, pointed at Qingyan, and the irrepressible anger in his tone, "It's you, it's you who poisoned the pastry and wanted to poison this girl." ”

Qingyan sat upright, sipping tea lightly, with a smug expression, as if Lin Qingxin was not accusing her, and after a while, she put down the teacup and asked with some fearlessness on her face: "Why did the fifth sister say this?" ”

Lin Qingxin was furious when she saw her like that, and said in a sharp voice: "You poisoned the pastry." ”

Qingyan smiled and looked at the old lady, "Grandmother, everyone in the house has eaten pastries, and Shiso has eaten half of the leftover piece of the fifth sister's food, everyone is fine, the fifth sister said that Qingyan was poisoned, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?" ”

The old lady's eyes were deep, and she was moving back and forth between Qingyan and Lin Qingxin, not knowing what she was thinking?

If it is said that Qingyan is poisoned, the recipe for the soothing soup is given by Qingyan, but the pastry is obviously eaten by everyone, if it is poisoned, why is there something wrong with Xin'er?

Lin Qingxin thought that Qingyan did it, she still had to find fault if she had nothing to do, how could she let go of such a good opportunity, and then howled: "Grandmother is in charge of Xin'er, Xin'er is so painful......"