Chapter 86: The Feast of the Hung Gate (1)

"Madam, don't get excited, you used to be dignified. Since the ancients forbearance and self-reliance, I think Mrs. should learn to learn. "Dyeing and painting has the posture of being angry and not paying for his life, and continues to 'persuade'.

The Tsing Yi behind him was already smiling and his face was flushed, and the maid who was waiting below also lowered his head more and more.

"Okay, it's really sharp, hehe." Shangguan Qiu sneered: "However, today, just for a small gathering, let's stop talking about these frustrating words, it's just to increase resentment." ”

"Okay, since Madame has said so, then follow Madame." has been with Tsing Yi for a long time, and there is a little more ruffian in his voice.

Looking at the sky, Shangguan Qiu suddenly said: "I don't see that it's too early, I just heard from someone that you are not well, you have dinner earlier, go back and have a good rest." As he spoke, Shangguan Qiu's eyes flashed inadvertently.

Ordered the people to serve the food, and after a while, the table was already full of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and when he got up, Tsing Yi's eyes inadvertently cast a glance from the smoky incense burner by the window. Dye Hua immediately lowered his eyes, blocking the thoughts under his eyes. The interaction between the two did not attract Shangguan Qiu's attention.

On the table, there were only two people, her and Shangguan Qiu.

Shangguan Qiu picked up chopsticks with a smile, grabbed a chopstick braised pork and was about to put it in the dyeing bowl, the dyeing painting hurriedly moved the bowl, and said lightly: "I have a habit of cleanliness." This sentence was really like five thunderbolts, and the thunder made her scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the expression on her face instantly stiffened beyond that.

"Miss, come on, slave." Seeing that Dyeing and Painting said this, the corners of Tsing Yi's mouth couldn't help twitching, can you be more shameless? However, the expression on Shangguan Qiu's face is rich, I'm afraid this will be the nightmare of her life.

"Okay." Dye Hua replied softly, in a gentle tone, how can there be the tension just now.

"Miss, the slave remembers that you love fish the most, but this is not the case." Carrying the chopsticks around, he never started, Tsing Yi said with a depressed face: "How is this good?" The doctor clearly instructed the young lady to eat more fish and meat during her illness. ”

Hearing this, Shangguan Qiu's face immediately sank a little, turned his face, and shouted angrily: "You cheap hooves, didn't you hear that Fifth Miss wanted to eat fish and meat, what are you doing there?" ”

Several maids couldn't help shrinking, and immediately responded: "The slave and maid are going." ”

Seeing a few maids go out, Shangguan Qiu was relieved, and when he turned to dye and paint, he already had a little smile: "Painting, since you are so sick that no one can say anything, I will invite a few doctors for you to go over, you have to take a good look, this disease, but it can't be delayed, this woman, you have to take good care of yourself, you can't be sloppy." ”

"Don't worry, madam, my illness will be intermittent, and after a certain period of time, I will get better." Dye Hua said as if unintentionally: "It's Madame, she has a good face, although she is already an old man in her forties, she looks like a middle-aged woman in her thirties." If she could, Madame could take care of herself a little more, but she couldn't be sloppy. "Dyeing and painting put the word 'good' very seriously.

Hearing this, Shangguan Qiu's face couldn't help but change, and a trace of panic flashed over his eyes that was faint and imperceptible, and he immediately hid it. Maybe he had already been numbed by anger, but now when he heard this, his face only changed slightly, but he was not as angry as before.