Chapter 421: It's just a small favor and a small favor
When Luo Xin walked away, Jiang Shufang turned around slightly, walked back to the gate of Qingran Pavilion Courtyard slowly, pushed open the two black lacquered wooden doors that were hidden, and walked in with his feet raised.
At this time, Ping Qian was sitting embroidering under the cloister in front of the main room, because he was focused on embroidering, he didn't notice Jiang Shu's arrival, with a little smile on his face, he pulled the needle and thread without hurrying.
Jiang Shu was a little curious about what this girl was embroidering so happily, so she deliberately walked over with light steps, but saw a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water that were about to take shape on the royal blue brocade in her hand.
The mandarin duck was a token of love in ancient times, Jiang Shu looked at her focused and serious appearance, her eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly, and she said half-jokingly: "This mandarin duck is really beautifully embroidered, do we have a sweetheart in our family?" ”
Ping Qian was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously raised his head, and when he saw his own young lady standing beside him, his little face suddenly turned red: "Miss, don't make fun of others, people just embroider casually." ”
"Really?" Jiang Shu wanted to tease this little girl, and deliberately made a suspicious look.
"Of course," Ping Qian was afraid that she would think too much, so he nodded hurriedly, "The slave maid has not embroidered for a long time, and she is afraid that the needlework will be sluggish, so she embroiders a mandarin duck to practice." I want the slave to say that the young lady should really embroider a good picture and make a purse for His Royal Highness King Fu. ”
"What are you kidding, how could I possibly send something like this to him!" Thinking of what Zhu Changxun said at the right gate of Chang'an not long ago, Jiang Shu's face couldn't help but change, and his voice was not very good.
"Lord Wang, he has such a heart, of course Miss has to express it," Ping Qian didn't mind her displeased tone, slowly stood up, walked into the house, picked up a small white porcelain bottle with a red stopper from a square table inside and handed it to her, "Miss, look, this is the medicine he specially ordered to be sent by Timid Yu to dispel stasis and relieve pain." ”
Jiang Shu raised his foot and stepped into the threshold, stretched out his hand to take the porcelain bottle, pulled out the red plug on it and smelled it, and saw that there were indeed several ingredients to reduce swelling and relieve pain, his face softened a little, and he snorted disapprovingly: "He didn't have a heart, this is how it should be." ”
I thought that I risked the notoriety of a jealous woman to help him push the matter of choosing a concubine, and fulfilled his heart for Li Mianxiang, but it helped him a lot, and this small bottle of medicine was purely a small favor compared to it.
"......" Pingqian heard her say this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.
His Royal Highness King Fu of Renjia specially ordered someone to send medicine over after learning that her face was injured, and no one has to be moved by this, how did he get to Miss, it became a matter of course.
Could it be that Miss said this because she didn't treat King Fu as an outsider?
That's not right, looking at the disgusted look she usually looks like when she mentions him, she doesn't seem to treat him very much.
Ping Qian couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, but at this moment, Jiang Shu had already taken the small white porcelain bottle and walked around the screen into the inner room of the house.
What catches the eye is the chiming clock on the dressing table with its hem swinging around.
Although she didn't think this thing was rare, and she thought it was not worth buying it with a thousand taels of gold, but in the Ming Dynasty, where there was no development in this scientific and technological level, if it was lost, it would probably not be easy to think of another one.
With the mood of goodbye, Jiang Shu couldn't help but look at it twice, then picked up the diamond flower bronze mirror next to him, took a picture of the injured half of his face, and sat on the chair in front of the dressing table to apply medicine to the mirror.