Lao Niu walked firmly, and passed by these reckless men step by step.

The thin man tried to stop him, but his arm was held down by the beard that hit his head.

The two exchanged words, but they were not embarrassed in the end.

After getting out of the alley, Shi Jin only told the old man to turn back, first turn in the direction of the Shengguo Mansion, and then turn to the Jing'an Hou Mansion.

When he saw a pair of stone lions at the gate of the Jing'an Hou Mansion, and three or five guards at the door, Shi Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Spread out your palms, the crescent-like blood marks left by a few fingernails are vivid. She took ten more dollars with the old man, and carried the things on the ox cart one by one in her arms, and then entered the Jing'an Hou Mansion from the corner gate.

As soon as he entered the house, the rough mother-in-law came up with a smile and picked up the things in Shi Jin's arms, and volunteered to bring the things back to Qingfeng Courtyard.

Shi Jin was out of strength at the moment, but he didn't shirk it, he thanked the mother-in-law directly, and ate wine with her for a few big bucks, so happy that the mother-in-law's eyes narrowed into slits on the spot, and she praised Shi Jin to the sky and the earth.

Shi Jin was too lazy to be false and wronged at this time, so he didn't mention it when he returned to Qingfeng Courtyard.

As soon as she left, another mother-in-law surnamed Cai pouted, "It's just a maid, why do you still praise her like this?" ”

The first mother-in-law said in her heart, the maid valued by the master is different from other maids, not to mention that this one is still the tip of the second master's heart.

She also heard the little maid in the eldest lady's courtyard mention it, saying that at this time, the second master of Jin Ke personally asked for it from the old lady, and in the future, she would not be able to become such a nobleman.

It's just that he naturally didn't bother to argue with others, and he only happily brought everything to Qingfeng Temple without mentioning it.

Shi Jin went back to Qingfeng Courtyard, first went to Si Qi to order, and then went back to the ear room to rest.

Zhihua couldn't get used to her, so he only pouted, and shook Si Qi, who was embroidering himself, a little aggrieved, "Sister, if you leave the house, only me and her are left in this Qingfeng Courtyard, it's really uncomfortable!" ”

Si Qi was a little lazy about the things in the second master's courtyard because he was planning to get married. However, seeing that Zhihua's mood was wrong, he still raised his eyes lightly, and his voice was a little colder, "I see, I should let the old lady put a few more talents in the courtyard of the second master, one by one, but I have raised my mind." ”

She was a little unkind about what she said.

Knowing the painting, he also knew that he was abrupt, so he couldn't help but accept the conversation and concentrate on the embroidery work in his hands.

The clothes of the second master are naturally responsible for the embroidery girl in the house and buy a one, such as shoes and socks, sachets, belts and other such objects, most of which are from the hands of the personal maid, and now she has the upper of the second master's boots.

Shi Jin took a break in the ear room, and he was a little afraid in his heart. She thinks that her status is low, how can she provoke a reckless man to intercept it?

Thinking of the words of the leader and his subordinates, I faintly felt that this matter had something to do with that Kang Shicheng.

For a while, I felt fortunate that Cui Xiucai and my brother moved away, so that these people couldn't help themselves, but went to find the two of them in person.

In the midst of her complicated thoughts, she looked at the window lattice carved and pasted white rice paper in a daze, and couldn't help but be a little distracted.

It can be seen that the children of the family also bully the soft and afraid of the hard, so they can't help the second master, so they are angry with her, a little maid. I was a little depressed in my heart, and I drank herbal tea again, but I couldn't suppress the depression in my heart.

This mood fermented little by little, until the second master came back, he was still lingering in his heart, with tired eyebrows and eyes, and his face was full of joy.

As soon as the second master entered the door, he only glanced at it, and saw that something was wrong with Shi Jin.

He didn't move, waved his hand, brushed the ink and the painting, and then walked into the study with leisurely steps, sat on the low couch, and looked at the little maid who was low-eyed and pleasing to the eyes through the bookcase and personally served him tea.

Shi Jin tea has a three-point charm, a small pot of red sandalwood trolling branches wrapped around thin tires, a light brown water flow between the tea soup brewing with the white greasy wrist, rushed into the same color wrapped flower bowl, the heat curled up, and the fragrance of tea came to the nose.

Qi Mojing only looked at the light sleeves stacked to his elbow with Shi Jin's movements, and suddenly the jade lotus-like white was under the candle flame with a halo of melting and smelting, and a thirst rose inexplicably in his heart.

He took the purple fetal tea lid and gently flicked the tea foam, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he didn't look at the scene, and his tone was as broken as in the past, "Let's talk about it, but what's the matter?" ”

Shi Jin didn't ask him like this, and immediately looked up in surprise. However, the second master only took the tea bowl with his knuckled hand, and gently blew the boiling tea soup, and the old god was there.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the second master glanced at her lightly again, "My mind is on my face, I don't know?" ”

Shi Jinyou pursed his lips and briefly described what happened during the day in a few words. She said this in a flat tone, as if it had nothing to do with her, just a trivial matter of no importance.

After listening to her, Qi Mojing glanced at her again, and saw that the little maid's hands were neatly caged in her sleeves, folded on her abdomen, and she still stood with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

There was a faint smile in his eyes, although it was subtle, but he knew that she was in a temper.

At that moment, the index finger of his right hand was lightly curled, and he tapped lightly on the bookcase, as if he was thinking, and finally his words were still cold, "What do you think about this matter?" ”

"The slave is just a little maid, and she really doesn't understand this." Shi Jin said.

After finishing speaking, I felt that my words were a little urgent, and I was a little annoyed at the moment.

The second master saw everything in his eyes, but he didn't bother to pay attention to her resentful thoughts, only squinted a pair of soul-settling eyes, and looked up at her slightly, "Raise your head." ”

Shi Jin might as well say such an abrupt speech from the second master, and immediately raised his stunned eyebrows and eyes, facing the second master's eyes.

Looking at each other, she only felt that her idea of caution was seen through at a glance, and she couldn't help but become shorter, and her head drooped down again.

However, the second master's hand that was tapping on the table took advantage of the situation to raise and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"What? Dare to be angry with the master? He said.

Shi Jin's heart was shocked, and his attitude was a little more humble, "The slave and maid don't have ......"

"Heh......" Qi Mojing withdrew his hand, and the coldness on his body also dissipated like a tide, and he held the scroll in his hand, "I will deal with this matter." ”

He lowered his head and stopped looking at her.

Shi Jin stood on one side, staring at the candle flame and stunned.

A master and a servant rarely quieted down, only the candle flame occasionally beeped, the candle flower jumped slightly, and even the shadows of the two people swayed gently.

When Qi Mojing looked up again, he saw the little maid's gaze penetrating the candle flame and staring at him blankly.

Her gaze was ethereal, as if penetrating him, looking at another person, and as if she had been looking at him, never mislooking.

Such an illusion made his fingertips tingle for a moment, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and beckoned to her.

Shi Jinshang was confused, and in the next moment, she only felt a slightly rough palm grab her wrist and pull her in his direction.