Concubine Rong grabbed her shoulders and shook it, "There is such a good way to make money, why didn't you say earlier, this palace has been worried about money recently"

After speaking, he consciously lost his words, and quickly cleared his throat, "Ahem, that, this palace means that I haven't made much money recently, and this palace is about to be scared to death, if I can really find a way to build a glass factory, it will be really timely rain." ”

In fact, Su Xiaojiu had already noticed that something was wrong with her, and when she saw her covering up, she just pretended not to know, so she told her what Seventeen said tonight, and Concubine Rong was completely stunned, and she grabbed her hand and subconsciously let go, "You're not kidding, the owner of the glass factory is actually Seventeen"

Receiving Su Xiaojiu's affirmative reply, Concubine Rong was obviously surprised, "Then why did he give these things to you?"

Su Xiaojiu scratched the tip of his nose, and reluctantly lied again, "Because he said that he couldn't accept me as a concubine, he helped me build a glass processing factory as compensation." ”

The beauty's tone couldn't help but be sour, "Tsk, it's really like something he can do, such a big piece of fat, you can send it out casually, speaking of which, this palace is still stained with the light of your little girl"

Su Xiaojiu tried to get through the cuteness, "How can such a big thing, if you really hand it over to the slave maid, you can't do it yourself, the seventeenth master said, if it weren't for your face, he wouldn't give people the opportunity to be rich and rival the country in vain." ”

Concubine Rong naturally didn't believe her nonsense, she asked herself that she didn't have a deep friendship with Seventeen, but this matter was beneficial to her, she just happily accepted his favor, and slowly reciprocated in the future.

Thinking of the huge prospect of being a glass factory, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, now it's okay, as long as the silver is not worried, the things she is planning are just around the corner.

With the look in her eyes, Concubine Rong turned around and returned to the table, re-laid out a blank piece of paper, and instructed, "Okay, no matter how much you say, you have to wait until he really hands over the information to us, you go back to rest first, tomorrow is the birthday banquet, and there are still busy."

"It's so late, is the mother still practicing calligraphy?"

She stretched her neck to look at the table, Concubine Rong's eyes flashed, and she didn't start writing, "Well, I'm not sleepy now, I'll go to sleep after writing a few more, let peace of mind be on duty tonight, you can sleep well." ”

The blanket on his body was already wet, Su Xiaojiu simply wrapped himself and went out, his nose was a little itchy, thinking that he wouldn't catch a cold, so he turned around and went to the small kitchen, ready to boil some ginger soup.

The light in the small kitchen was still on, and when I entered the door, I found that it was the little palace man who didn't talk much on weekdays cleaning up things.

Because there was only one person, she did it a little slowly, but she was not in a hurry, and kept things in order, seeing Su Xiaojiu coming in, she was obviously a little surprised, and said Fushen, "Su is in charge." ”

"Well, you're busy, I'll make some ginger soup."

"Do you need a slave to help?"

"No, go and rest when you're done, I'll lock the door."

The people of the small palace have almost cleaned up, and when they heard this, they bowed slightly, walked to the door, looked back at her again, and saw that Su Xiaojiu was skillfully cleaning up the ginger, with a relaxed and pleasant expression, with the liveliness and cuteness of a girl, not as flattering as the rumors, and only stammering with the master, he lowered his eyes and retreated.

Just in case, Su Xiaojiu boiled a big pot, and after drinking two bowls, he put the rest into a thermos cup and carried it, ready to drink it as water at night.

The rain was still falling, making the night hazy.

She was in a good mood tonight, and her steps were brisk, as if she hadn't had such a stirring mood for a long time, so she simply walked slowly and enjoyed the night scene in the rain.

The wind and rain are raging, outside the flower gallery, some of the palace lights along the road have been extinguished, and the remaining ones, exuding a warm orange yellow, turn into a soft light cluster in the rain curtain, gentle and firm, just looking at it, it drives away a little chill.

The air was full of transparent grass and earthy smell, which made people smell refreshed, although the clothes were still wet, but there was a blanket to separate the wind, but it was not too cold.

Tomorrow's birthday banquet, and there is a Dongli envoy present, Niang Niang must be dressed up to attend, thinking of the last reception banquet, Niang Niang asked herself to be defeated by Ning Ruyi's beauty, came back decadent for a long time, and then the palace accessories prepared for Niang Niang during the day from head to toe in the head of the head.

The beauty told her that this time she could no longer dress up like a golden chicken, so she chose an elegant apricot-colored rain silk brocade ruyi cloud pattern shirt, plus a silver silk streamer brocade cloud shoulder, and the head was a complete set of mutton fat jade, which was gentle and atmospheric, which was very different from the previous dress of the mother.

In fact, Niangniang's delicate figure and wearing a cheongsam are also excellent, but you can't perm your hair here, which is really a big pity.

When I returned to my residence, I had already changed into clean clothes in late spring and was preparing to go out.

"It's so late, are you still going out?"

At the end of spring, he leaned over to look at his dress, there was nothing wrong with it, and said, "Fang Ran came over and said, Anxin is a little uncomfortable, and wants to change shifts with me, so I'm going to be on duty tonight." ”

An Ran is an older sister, and if she is not comfortable, she naturally has to stay and take care of her.

"But I invited a doctor to come and see it."

Waving his hand at the end of spring, "It's the daughter's house once a month, it's not tight, it's just that the peace of mind has always been very cold in the palace, and every time it hurts to die and live, it's good to rest more." ”

Su Xiaojiu put the wet blanket into the basket, ready to send it to the Huanyi Bureau tomorrow, the thermos cup was also placed on the table, and took off the wet clothes that were tightly attached to her body, she had experience in this matter, every time she came to the eldest aunt in her previous life, she had to lose half her life, and after listening to the words of the late spring, she had palpitations, "That's a lot of rest, the taste of menstrual cramps is not pleasant, just like countless villains in the stomach with sharp knives to the uterus, just thinking about it can't help but tremble." ”

At the end of spring, I wondered, "Haven't you been to menstrual yet, how do you know so clearly?"

It's like I've experienced it.

"Ah, I've heard people say that before, and I'll remember it."

It's a little frustrating when she talks about this, her body is going to be sixteen, and she's still like a little girl, I don't know if it's going to be like this for the rest of her life.

She pretended to yawn and changed the subject, "Ah, I'm so sleepy, remember to bring me the door when you leave." ”

"I've prepared hot water for you, take a shower while it's hot, I'll go first."

"Moda, Xiao Chunchun is the best."

It's not early, and I didn't bother much at the end of spring, and after saying that, I took a lantern and went out, and the palace lights outside were extinguished a lot by the wind and rain, and she was a little afraid of the dark.

Su Xiaojiu plunged into the bathtub, and the cool air on his body dissipated a lot with the hot water.

The rain was still falling outside, and I was comfortably soaking in the petal bath, and the majestic sound of the rain was like white noise, which gradually relaxed the excitement of the night.

It's just that the brain is still uncontrollable, especially about Niangniang's recent mysterious actions, and a trace of uneasiness arises inexplicably.

Just now she rushed into the inner hall, Niangniang's expression was obviously a little flustered, and the piece of paper she had put on the candle flame was burned, and it was not like practicing calligraphy, but more like a letter.

What kind of letter can make the mother hide it so much?

Thinking about how she has been worrying about money lately, it makes me feel even more strange.

Niangniang must have something to hide from her, and this matter is not trivial,,,

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