Ninety-second bowl of soup (4)

"Oh, is this the top face from the second girl?"

The **** the reclining couch took off the green skirt in the daytime, and only wore a light gauze skirt, revealing two thin white legs, and the toenails shaped like shells were smeared with bright balsam flowers. Juice, the lining skin is like snow.

The maidservant Chun Jin, who knelt on the ground and dared not raise her head, answered cautiously: "My girl missed the eldest girl, so she ordered the slave to send this set of head noodles. This was made by the ancestors who specially ordered people to melt dozens of taels of gold. My girl has always treasured it in a box—"

"In that case, you can take it back." Qing Huan peeled a grape and gave it to her mouth. "A gentleman doesn't take people's favors, not to mention, this kind of second-hand goods is too shameful to be sent to me."

It was the first time that Chun Jin saw someone refuse to give face to her second girl. She was also accustomed to vain. She stopped kneeling at the moment and stood up eloquently: "What the eldest girl is saying will not affect the heart of the second girl. It's a sister—"

"Sister! Sister!"

Before I finished speaking, I heard someone calling my sister in the yard. Qing Huan put on her shoes and overcoat, and sat on the beauty’s cave. There was a smile on her mouth: “It’s the second master here. Go and welcome people in.”

"Yes."

The maids and maids around her are all by Zhao's side. They are both capable and obedient, and the most important thing is that they are not bad at heart.

Qi Che happily came in with a sandalwood box, followed by Qi Ke, who didn't speak much and calmly, and the two brothers came in for his sister Baolai one after another.

Chunjin's eyes widened. God, the box turned out to be a set of white jade head noodles, but it was more beautiful and more expensive than the set in her hand. The uncle at the back was also holding something in his hand, but it was an Dongzhu. The woven belt, this Dongzhu is worth a lot, and the whole belt is worth hundreds of pieces. Although the big wife is the daughter of a royal merchant, she has a wealth of wealth, but she can't think of it as rich! Is this giving all the good things to the big girl? In such a comparison, the set of golden noodles that the two girls thought generously could not be put on the table, no wonder the big girl could not look down on it.

"I'm not leaving, waiting for me to invite you to dinner?" Qing Huan looked over lazily, Chun Jin took the box in her hand and staggered away, Qi Che turned her back. He rolled his eyes and told Qing Huan: "You must never interact with the second room in the future, especially the second sister. If you are not right in your mind, you must keep a distance."

"Don't accept what you give." Qi Ke added.

"What the brothers said is, I took it all down." Qing Huan laughed, "It just happens to be ready for dinner. Why don't the brothers stay and eat together? Father and mother said that they will come later, and our family will also Lively and lively."

The brothers looked at each other and were very satisfied with this sister, and nodded in response. When the eldest master and Zhao came, the family enjoyed themselves, and it was an indescribable warmth and happiness.

Regarding the origins of Qinghuan, their family remained silent. Master Yunhai said when he asked them to pick up people, don’t ask anything, just treat her as a relative, and you will naturally get rewarded. Remember that you are not greedy and can’t stand it. Live this honor. Zhao had long regarded Qinghuan as his own daughter, and getting along these few days has made her love Qinghuan as a treasure. After the meal, the brothers and brothers Qi Keqiche also had a good impression of Qinghuan. Their family had been unhappy at the government office. Now that they have a younger sister, this boundless life can be considered as having a hard time. Looking forward.

The Baihua Banquet three days later, regardless of whether Qinghuan can be in the eyes of the prince, is a good thing for Dafang.

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye. On the morning when the Baihua Banquet began, the ladies from various residences were all dressed up in their carriages to enter the palace. The same was true for the girls in the Guogong Mansion. The girls just got up and freshened up as soon as they were white. Dressed up, the people in the Guogong's mansion were all up and morning waiting. At this time, there was a terrifying scream: "Ah————!!!"

"...What's wrong?" Zhao, who got up early to dress up his daughter, was startled.

Qinghuan supported his chin with one hand, and took a bite of the freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It was sweet and soft and delicious. She has been an emperor and a queen. She knows that few people open their belly to eat at such a banquet, so she must have enough in the morning. Otherwise, when everyone is chanting poems and writing against Fengya, her belly will scream because of hunger. It was extremely embarrassing. Therefore, she allowed Zhao to act on her face, and she ate it sweetly.

"The old slave listens, it looks like it came from the second room." Mother Chen was not sure, and hurriedly called a maid out to inquire.

After a while, the maid came back, and the whole person seemed to have lost her soul: "Madam...it's not good...the big thing is not good!"

"What's wrong, you have to make it clear." Qinghuan split a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into two, eats half by herself, and feeds the other half to Zhao. Zhao hurt her like eyeballs, so he opened his mouth and ate. Qing Huan continued, "Who is wrong?"

The maidservant took a breath, and first gave herself a mouth: "The maidservant is wrong, it's the second girl, the second girl is not good!"

"Huh?" Zhao was surprised, "What's the matter? It was fine when I saw it yesterday, and the clothes were picked from the left and right. Why is this bad today?"

There are many girls in the Guogong Mansion. The second master and the third master have several concubines. Together, the number of concubines from this concubine is estimated to be more than ten or twenty. Among them, the second girl Qi Mei is the most important, because of her appearance. The best one is born, and the best to act like a baby. Yesterday, Zhao saw the selection of clothes. It was the second girl who was suddenly dissatisfied with her, so she brought all the other sisters over and tried them one after the other to find her favorite.

If it weren't for Qing Huan's clothes to be prepared by Zhao himself, he would not be able to escape this fate.

Speaking of which, the ancestors always liked to understand the rules, but this time he didn't even scold them, fearing that they would pin their hopes on the second girl.

What a pity...

"Second girl, the second girl woke up in the morning, her hair all fell out! Even her scalp was rotten!"

Mother Chen was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Zhao was also surprised: "What's the matter?"

Only Qinghuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "If this is the case, will the second girl go to this Baihua Banquet?"

"The second girl is crying in the yard. The second master and the second wife have been coaxing for a long time, and they have disturbed the ancestors!" The maidservant has a hot gossip heart, "Madam, girl, do you want to inquire again?"

Qinghuan took a sip of the tea ceremony: "No need, let her go."

Zhao continued to dress Qinghuan, but he was very strange: "Hair is falling out... the scalp is rotten, why do I hear this so familiar?"

"Doesn't my wife remember? A few years ago, there was a lady who had the same problem. She said it was the second girl who killed her, and blamed the second girl for giving her the root hairpin--"

"Qinghuan!" Zhao asked hurriedly, "I heard your elder brother say yesterday that the second girl also gave you something? I—"

"Don't worry, mother, I will confiscate it." Qing Huan held Zhao's hand and found that her palms were all sweaty. It was so cold on such a hot day. "Don't be afraid."

"That's good, that's good..." The Zhao family didn't doubt that Qi Mei had such a vicious mind. "Do I know that my ancestor once raised a snow-white cat. The cat is so beautiful and spiritual. The ancestor likes it very much and he has to hold it wherever he goes."

Qing Huan recalled: "I didn't see any cats yesterday."

"The cat died and fell into the sink and drowned." Zhao said, "in the three-bedroom yard."

Qing Huan asked: "The strangeness of death?"

"It is said that the concubine of the three rooms saw the cat who sneaked out and wanted to play, but the cat was disobedient, so he threw the cat into the pool. The boy was angry with his ancestor and was asked for family law. I've been spoiled, my legs are still not good." Zhao frowned, "but then your second brother told me that he saw it with his own eyes. The second girl caught the cat and placed it in the water tank in his yard. After drowning and playing, she threw it into the three-bedroom yard after she died. She also liked the cat and asked her ancestors, but the ancestors didn't give it."

Zhao naturally believes in his children. The ancestor is different from her. The second girl is the granddaughter of the ancestor’s aunt. She loves her the most on weekdays. It’s just a cat that accompanies the elder’s family. The second girl does not get it. It is ruined, not only that, but also framed innocent people, and every thought makes people feel cold.

Because of this, Zhao's Qimei had always had a bad impression, and when she heard her giving Qinghuan something, he felt a little in his heart.

Qing Huan smiled: "It's cruel. I heard that everything is alive. I'm afraid that the cat killed by her will come back to find her."

She just said casually, but she nodded her head without knowing that Zhao said, "It's not bad, so behave with a kind heart and not harmful to others."

Qinghuan smiled again, and put flowers on her forehead in front of the mirror, and asked Zhao, "Mother, do you think I'm pretty?"

Zhao looked obsessively, tears gradually came into his eyes: "Pretty, mother's daughter...the most beautiful."

Qing Huan did not expect that she would cry again when she said something wrong, so she came over and took her arm: "Mother, now I am with you, and daddy treats you lovingly, brothers are promising and capable, your future tears should be It’s happiness."

Zhao listened to her very much and wiped the corners of his eyes quickly: "Hey, listen to me."

The mother and daughter came out of the small yard, and the second girl's crazy screams approached. Under the restraint of a group of women and maids, she rushed towards Qinghuan: "You hurt me! Bitch! It's you who hurt me! You must have harmed me!"

Before Qing Huan could speak, the Zhao clan stood in front of her and said sternly, "Second girl speak carefully!"

Qing Huan gently pulled Zhao's hand, and smiled at the second girl: "I think you are unhappy with retribution, and you will embarrass me again. I am afraid that it is not only the scalp, but also this worthless face."