"Who knows, it seems to be the online bar where your mother died and was treated, everyone teased him on the wine table, but I didn't expect him to get drunk after drinking half a glass at the time, and since then, he has been stealing wine and drinking everywhere, and I don't know which way the gods provoked such a disaster." My cousin sighed.

Qingwen thought to herself, this is the retribution for the sins done by your wife, and if you really answer that sentence, there is no way to do good or bad, and only others will bring it on their own.

At this time, my cousin's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought the food, and the family began to prepare for dinner.

After the meal, Qingwen tried a few more times and found that her cousin was the same, but her cousin always tried to get the talk over, and as for her cousin, she couldn't see what her expression was. Qingwen later exchanged a few words of greeting and then took her leave.

On the way back, Qingwen thought, such a big thing, it is impossible that no one knows what the rumors are, my cousin didn't buy medicine for my mother back then, even if my mother refused to drink medicine, then my mother would definitely struggle when she was dying, at that time, my cousin's family was still living in Lai's mother's house, so many people, it was impossible that no one heard my mother's call before she died.

Thinking of her mother's unwillingness when she was dying, Qingwen couldn't help but want to turn around and strangle the vicious woman, but in this way, in addition to accusing her mother of being a goddaughter, she didn't let that person be punished as she deserved, and it was too cheap for her to die like this.

Qingwen in autumn, dressed in plain blue, in the bazaar, looking at it from afar, like a piece of ice.

And what Qingwen didn't know was that Shui Rong happened to be in the largest restaurant in the capital today to discuss with his secret guards, and she saw a little girl coming downstairs, and her momentum was terrifyingly cold, of course, this momentum couldn't scare Shui Rong who crawled out of the corpse, but the people in the market were still okay, although this girl lowered her head and looked down on her face, but she also knew that her eyes must be full of anger, and when she thought of the clear and cunning eyes filled with anger, Shui Rong felt uncomfortable.

"Let's find out what's going on?" Shui Rong instructed the guard Zhibai Dao, although he didn't say who it was, but seeing the master holding the teacup and looking at the girl's figure for a long time, Zhibai also knew.

The secret guards at the bottom saw that the master actually cared about a little girl, thinking that this was the secret dress of the master buried in which house, and they didn't dare to ask more, and when they saw that the master came back to his senses, they continued to report their respective benefits in various places in the capital.

Beijing Wangfu looks illustrious and noble, but who knows the sadness of the master secretly, although the royal family trusts their master, but the military budget is always difficult to give it, although there are many treasury taxes in recent years, but they are used to settle the victims of previous years, this is the emperor's benevolent government, even the soldiers in the north know why they can't send it, and they have not had a word of complaint about the prince, but how can they resist the Huns if they can't eat enough, they can't be forced to, the master has to start a business, and can only do it quietly, if you give those pedantic ministers to know that the master does business, I don't know how much trouble it will cause again.

Qingwen returned to Jiafu and saw a small food box on her table, and when she opened it, it was four moon cakes, golden and full, bright in color, and a strong sweet fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

I went to wash my hands again, took a piece and tasted it, it was fragrant and soft, sweet but not greasy, and I thought that I just told Sister Siqi last time that I wanted to eat osmanthus flavored moon cakes, and today she sent it to herself, and suddenly felt that this moon cake was sweet to her heart.

Although he has no mother, he still has a sister who is good to him, so he must not be anxious to deal with that vicious woman, and he must not burn himself.

Qingwen then ate another piece, this moon cake is not big, after eating, she saw that there were only two pieces left, so she was reluctant to eat again, wrapped it up and put it in the cabinet and locked it.

Qingwen changed her clothes and put on her usual maid uniform, thinking that the Moon Palace Jade Rabbit Bag she planned to give to Sister Si Qi had not been embroidered yet, so she sat in front of the window and picked up the needle and thread to embroider the bag.

As soon as it was late in the day, when the lights were about to be lit, the little maid Fan came in and said excitedly to Qingwen: "Sister Qingwen, our family is very happy, our eldest lady in the palace is going to go home to save her relatives, saying that it is scheduled to be ten days later, this is a great joy," Fan Er hugged Qingwen's arm again, and said longingly: "When the time comes, we can see the scene in the palace, although we have not been to the palace, but it is good to see it." ”

"Yes, we can also see the situation in this palace." Qingwen said with a smile, although Qingwen had experienced it in her previous life, but in her previous life, because each master could only bring one maid, Mrs. Wang ordered the attack, and because she was angry, she slept in the room, and woke up the next day, only the flowers were red, and now that she thinks about it, it is really a loss, but it is no wonder that Mrs. Wang doesn't like herself, she is a maid, why bother to work against the master, what kind of confidence, what kind of capital you have to match, otherwise you will have a high heart and a thin life, and you didn't see these truths clearly in your last life, and finally lost your life to understand.

"My sister is the eldest girl of the son, maybe I can accompany the son to the mother's car when the time comes, and I am basically impossible." Fan'er said with a slight disappointment: "But if my sister sees Niangniang at that time, you must tell me what Niangniang looks like, whether it is really as beautiful as the old grandmothers in the house say, more beautiful than Miss Bao and Miss Lin." “

"When meeting Niangniang, a master can only bring one maid, in our courtyard, it should be someone to accompany the second master to meet Niangniang." Qingwen touched the hair of the fan and said.

Qingwen saw that her hair was combed very poorly, thinking that she had gotten the news of Concubine Yuan's relatives in the mansion today, Mrs. Wang must have come to say a few words to Baoyu, and the two of them celebrated together, planning to comb Fan'er in a festive bun, maybe she would look happy and reward her with a few pastries.

So he asked Fan Er to move a small stool, sit in front of her, and comb her hair.

Other Qingwen dare not say, but when it comes to adjusting grease and powder, dressing up, and wearing what color of clothes in what season, Qingwen's skills in these aspects are higher than her embroidery level. After all, she used to dress herself up every day, if you just talk about appearance, Qingwen is only one and a half points more beautiful than Qiu Wen, if you don't look carefully, you feel the same, but if both of them are dressed up, Qingwen is at least three points more beautiful than Qiu Wen, standing together, everyone can see at a glance that Qingwen is more beautiful than Qiu Wen.

It's just that since she was reborn, Qingwen has always been plain-faced in order not to be noticeable and not to please Mrs. Wang.

After all, Aunt Zhao in Nafu is dressed up every day, and Mrs. Wang hates her the most, so she can't see such a girl by her son's side.

Such an Aunt Zhao has already robbed her husband, if there is another such aunt by her son's side, then she will also lose her son.

So in the last life, among the four big girls, Mrs. Wang hated herself the most, no wonder Mrs. Wang was a kind person on weekdays, and she was kicked out when she was seriously ill.

This truth was only figured out by herself when Qingwen was seriously ill and no one took care of her.

Qingwen doesn't hate Mrs. Wang, after all, if she were Mrs. Wang, I'm afraid she wouldn't just be thrown out, but Qingwen didn't understand that although she acted arrogantly in her previous life, she wouldn't make Mrs. Wang so hated, and on the day she was kicked out, as soon as the second master left, Mrs. Wang came. How could it be such a coincidence, who is secretly targeting themselves.

Fan Er sat in front of Qingwen obediently and said, "Sister Qingwen, how do you know that each master in the family can only bring one maid when she goes home to save her relatives." ”

Qingwen didn't expect Fan Er to suddenly ask this, and quickly explained, "I...... Naturally, Wu Guifei of the Wu family came back to save her relatives before, and her family said that when their concubine came back, a master brought a slave to meet her, since they are all imperial concubines, the rules are almost the same. ”

"Uh...... I see, sure enough, my sister is going to be smarter than us. Fan Er suddenly realized.

Qingwen saw that the confusion had passed, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, it seemed that she was too relaxed during this time, and she almost exposed her rebirth, and she still had to be cautious in the future, others were not as easy to fool as the little girl Fan'er.

Qingwen was afraid that what Fan'er was talking about, and she showed her feet, so she straightened Fan'er's head and said, "Don't talk anymore, keep moving, be careful when the time comes, the two sides will comb you asymmetrically, as if you are biased to your head, don't blame me." ”

When Fan Er heard this, he quickly remained motionless, for fear that the bun on his head would be asymmetrical.

After combing, Qingwen dipped a little osmanthus oil, smoothed out the frizzy broken hair on the fan'er's head, and took out two red silk silks for the fan to tie on her head, and felt a little monotonous, so she went outside and folded two clusters of osmanthus for the fan to don't send again.

Fan Er already has a festive round face, after Qingwen's skillful hand dressed, he was already wearing a rose-red gown, and now it looks like a blessing doll in a New Year's painting, and it makes people feel festive when they look at it.

Fan'er looked at it in the mirror by herself, and felt that she was much more beautiful than usual, although she just combed her hair from scratch, but it felt very different from before, Fan'er's admiration for Qingwen in her heart went up, and she said happily to Qingwen: "Sister Qingwen, you see if I'm more beautiful than just now." ”

"yes, the fan looks the prettiest now." Qingwen looked at the new fan, and was very happy in her heart, in fact, she still likes to dress up beautifully, although she can't be eye-catching, but it doesn't prevent her from dressing up others, it's good to have a good time, otherwise it's a waste to have such a good craft.

And the fan is young, even if he is dressed brightly, he will not attract Mrs. Wang's eyes.

Qingwen thought that her hard work could not be in vain, so she said to Fan'er: "When Mrs. enters the door in a while, when you open the curtain for her, you will congratulate Mrs. on knowing?" ”