Chapter 82: A flash in the pan
After Shen Qingjiao finished bathing, Honeysuckle hurriedly came in, and took over Su Wen to dress Shen Qingjiao, Su Wen just smiled, beckoned people to go out, and said to Shen Qingjiao: "Then the slave will retire first." β
Honeysuckle tied a pure white ribbon around Shen Qingjiao's waist, stared at Su Wen and went out, and said in a deep voice: "Little master, she didn't say anything nonsense to you, did she?" The slave and maid wanted to come in to serve after changing their clothes, but they were tripped by Chen Gonggong, asked if there was any, and asked the slave and maid to drink ginger tea, saying that if she was sick, she would have to burden the little master, so the slave and maid couldn't come in for a long time. β
"It's fine." Shen Qingjiao's eyes were deep, and she didn't understand what Chen Fu's intention was to deliberately let Su Wen serve her, and she thought that Chen Fu must have Xiao Qi's acquiescence behind this, so she couldn't figure it out and let it go, too lazy to bother herself.
Shen Qingjiao had her own concerns, Honeysuckle bowed silently, and then selected a magnolia bead flower from the pearl hairpin jewelry prepared by Su Wen and said: "This palace dress is plain, and the hem of the clothes is embroidered with white magnolia, little master, it's better to have a hairpin with this pearl flower, right?" β
Shen Qingjiao took the bead flowers handed by Honeysuckle and watched them carefully, just like looking up at the pure white spring tree in the Ci'an Hall under the slanting wind and drizzle in the past, she inserted it into the bun and took care of everything.
Outside the window, the rain gradually stopped, and the birds disturbed by the fierce wind and rain swept over the branches, trembling and resting on the green leaves to comb their wings, and chirped so lively. The blazing sunlight penetrated the thick clouds, sprinkled a bunch of weak brilliance, and went straight to the front of the white marble steps outside the Qinzheng Palace, illuminating the haze under the corridor, the rain passed the sky, and the majestic imperial city experienced the rain washing, except for a faint fresh smell in the air, all that was left of the vermilion red wall was as new.
Xiao Qi changed into the dragon robe, the cyan regular clothes made him look a little more easy-going than before, Shen Qingjiao consciously slowed down, after bathing, the whole body was warm, and the red panic on her face slowly faded like a tide, she hesitated and tried not to make a sound, but it still alarmed Xiao Qi, who was struggling to write.
Xiao Qi didn't raise his head, only stretched out one hand and said, "Come here, drink the ginger tea first." Come and read the letter. β πΌ.π π Ύππ£π.π ²ππ
Shen Qingjiao looked down at the hand handed by Xiao Qi not far away, the bones were distinct, it was a pair of hands that controlled the mood of the concubines in the palace and the life and death of the palace people, and it was also a pair of hands that countless concubines were haunted by, he spread out in front of Shen Qingjiao, and seemed to be sure that Shen Qingjiao would definitely be attached to him, but what about the facts?
Shen Qingjiao looked around, the hall was empty, she retracted her gaze, the corners of her lips showed a faint arc, her eyes were frosty, and she gently put her hand in Xiao Qi's palm, Xiao Qi exerted force, the distance between Shen Qingjiao and him suddenly shortened, Xiao Qi put down her pen and pushed a red date and ginger tea in front of her, and on the side was a letter that had never been opened.
Xiao Qi handed it to Shen Qingjiao and said, "Drink it to warm up." The letter hasn't been opened yet, so see for yourself, I still have some things to deal with. β
Shen Qingjiao expected to see the letter today, but she didn't expect Xiao Qi to give the letter to her so happily, how heavy can a letter weigh? Shen Qingjiao didn't know it before, but now she feels that what she is holding is not a letter, but a scale.
Her heart was as itchy as after being bitten by ants, she took a steady breath and drank all the ginger tea, which made the spicy taste of the ginger tea rush Shen Qingjiao coughed a few times in a low voice, and there was a very abrupt extra piece of Jinpa in front of her, Shen Qingjiao raised her eyes, Xiao Qi didn't move when she heard the sound, just reached out to her and handed over a Supa, Shen Qingjiao said in a low voice: "Concubine, thank you." β
Not long after, Shen Qingjiao read the letter from Ji County again, the letter was sharp, she couldn't care about it, after opening it in a hurry, this time the paper was a little thicker than the last time, Shen Qingjiao understood what this meant, she hurriedly looked at Xiao Qi, who never looked up, and read the letter seriously.
The dazzling sunlight shone on the rhombic screen window, reflecting the shadow of the acacia flower blurring the handwriting, Shen Qinghui's white neck was exposed, the magnolia white palace dress covered her slender and delicate posture, and the bead flower shook out a burst of dazzling light, she was immersed in the words about describing Shen Qingyan, and she didn't know that at this moment she put away her usual alienation and indifference.
In the end, Xiao Qi put aside the pen and paper in his hand, and his eyes shone brightly, and the frame locked Shen Qingjiao.
Xiao Qi's index finger was stained with a little ink, he slowly took the handkerchief on the side and wiped it off, but the ink stain in the fingerprint gap still stubbornly existed, Xiao Qi simply lost the handkerchief, and her eyes wandered unscrupulously on Shen Qingjiao's body, she sat quietly by the window and softened her posture, like a flash in the pan, which was really rare.
Xiao Qi thought that if his gaze could turn into thorns, then this epiphany would definitely be entangled by himself and would not be able to get out. But Xiao Qi understood that he was in a hurry, and he could moisten things silently, so that Shen Qingjiao could gradually let down his guard.
Xiao Qixiao looked at Shen Qingjiao, suddenly pressed the paper and said, "You've been looking at a stick of incense for almost a while, and you've been looking at it over and over again, can't you see enough?" Look, you can memorize it. β
Shen Qingyao's heart was shocked, and Fang followed Xiao Qi's hand and put the letter on the table and said, "The concubine is out of order, and she will return it."