The female supporting role is as beautiful as a flower (wearing a book)

Song Qingjin screamed, and she immediately reached out to touch her face, but felt that something fell down along with it.Song Qingjin screamed in her heart that it was not good, oh my god, is she so ugly, is there anyone going to ruin her face?

In fact, she wasn't the only one who stayed where she was.The muscular woman opened her mouth so wide that it felt like her jaw was about to drop.She pointed at Song Qingjin, who was still kneeling on the ground, and muttered: "Monster, monster..."

Can anyone be more unlucky than her?Song Qingjin thought silently.She touched her face again, looking at a pile of unknown objects mixed in the vinegar stains on the ground.She thought of the many cruel punishments described in this book. Most of the ones she hanged will be tied to a pillar and burned on fire.

Thinking of this, Song Qingjin was almost discouraged.She sat slumped on the ground as if her muscles had been pulled out.But seeing the reactions of these people in front of her, she gradually felt that things seemed to be different from what she had imagined.Several people who looked like maids looked at her face and whispered together.There were also three or four servants, looking at her face, it seemed that it was difficult to move their eyes away.

Song Qingjin wanted to ask what happened to her face.However, she dared not speak.After everyone faced each other awkwardly for a while, it was Xiao Yixuan who was standing in front of the crowd who came over first.

As he got closer and closer, a tall figure covered him, blocking half of the light and shadow on Song Qingjin's body.Xiao Yixuan's thin lips evoked an unknown smile, and then he lowered his body, stretched out his thin white fingers with sharp knuckles, and held Song Qingjin's chin.

Several people present were stunned.The strong woman who was dragging Song Qingjin just now wanted to speak up, but was held tightly by the thinner woman.

Xiao Yixuan's hand was not weak, and Song Qing's face hurt a little when he held it.She couldn't help frowning.The other party did not mean to relax.With all his strength, he touched her chin lightly, and asked in a low voice, "What's your name? Do you have a name?"

He is obviously such a handsome man with handsome features, he can be called a beautiful man, but his expression seems to come from the bottom of a dark cold pool.It makes people feel bone-chilling.However, at this moment, the fear in Song Qingjin's heart disappeared all of a sudden.She raised her head with great effort, and said in a word, "Yes, my name is Song Qing."

As the four eyes met, Song Qingjin saw her own appearance in his pupils.Although she couldn't see clearly, she could still find that somehow, she turned into a beauty.It's exactly the same as before I crossed over.

Could it be because of the old vinegar water?Song Qingjin couldn't help shrinking back, muttering to herself, "How could this be?"

Xiao Yixuan had already let go of the hand holding Song Qingjin's chin.He stood up, took two steps back, and said, "Come here, find a yard and take her there to live."

The strong woman finally said: "My lord, that, didn't you say that you want to send her to the farm? We are already planning to send her there."

Xiao Yixuan turned his head and cast his cold eyes on those two people.The woman was startled, and immediately knelt down to admit her mistake and said: "My lord, please forgive me, it's my servant who made a slip of the tongue."

Xiao Yixuan ignored her, pointed to the two little girls in the crowd casually, and said: "You two, live with her and serve her." Although what he said was light, everyone knew it. With just a few words, Song Qingjin's identity is no longer that of a servant.

People are also secretly guessing, could it be that the prince found out that he made a mistake after drinking, but the woman he favored was not an ugly maid, but a beautiful young woman, so he suddenly changed his sex and wanted her to be his concubine?After Xiao Yixuan said these words, he turned and left, heading towards the Buddhist hall.

The two little girls who were assigned to serve Song Qingjin came up one after the other just now, helped her up from the ground, and said respectfully: "Well, Miss Qingjin, let's take you back to have a wash."

Song Qingmei nodded dumbly, she pushed away the little girl who was supporting her hand, and said, "I'm dirty, don't get your clothes dirty too, just go there together."

Housekeeper Zhao, who was in charge of the mansion, took Xiao Yixuan's wishes into account and arranged Song Qingmei to live in Ningshuang Pavilion.This is a small two-story building. Although the house is not big, it is still small and exquisite, and has a small yard. It is just that it has not been lived in for three or four years, and it has been tidied up now.

Because Xiao Yixuan didn't reveal the identity of Song Qingmei, the servants didn't clean it up either.Song Qingjin went in and saw that there was a large room on the first floor, and there was a black lacquered table on the ground, with two earthen bottles placed on it.Beside the table are four armchairs.On the chairs were half-worn embroidered cushions.Other than that, there is only a smoking cage in the house and a desk by the window.There are some simple pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it.

Song Qingjin walked up the somewhat stained stairs to the second floor.This room is narrower than the first floor, with only a bed, a wide couch, and a dressing table carved with simple patterns.Song Qingjin pushed open the small door on the side, and saw the big wooden barrel inside. There was still steam in the barrel, probably the hot water just put in it.

But Xiao Yixuan pointed at the two maids serving Song Qingcong, one named Cuimeng and the other named Baoxue. When they saw Song Qingconcubine go upstairs, Cuimeng secretly tugged at Baoxue's sleeve, and whispered, "Say, she counts The master is still a servant, how can we serve her in the future?"

Baoxue looked upstairs, and said to Cuimeng: "Since the lord has asked us to come to his yard, naturally he wants to serve as master." While talking, Baoxue had already rolled up his sleeves and put a piece of After washing the cloth towel in the water for a while, she began to wipe the table quickly. Cuimeng sighed and helped Baoxue with her work.

Song Qingjin took a shower and changed her clothes by herself.While drying her hair, she sat in front of the dressing table, looked at the horn comb and jewelry in the box, and then thought of a serious problem, she couldn't do the bun that people do now.She looked in front of the bronze mirror for a while, then got up, went downstairs, and stood in front of the two girls who were cleaning the table.

She thought for a moment, patted one of them on the shoulder, and said, "Well, can you comb my hair for me?"

A girl with a round face turned her head, looked at Song Qingmei whose hair was still wet, and immediately said: "Girl, if you have anything to do, you can just tell your slaves, why did you come down in person?"

Song Qingjin shook her head and said, "I'm not the master either, you don't have to call yourself slaves in front of me."

After saying this, even Cuimeng put down her work.Both of them looked at Song Qingjin in surprise.The other party just smiled lightly, and Baoxue remembered it now, and immediately said to Song Qingmei: "Miss Qing, let's go upstairs, and this servant will comb your hair for you."

Song Qingjin nodded, and the two went upstairs one after the other.Baoxue looked at Song Qingjin's appearance in the bronze mirror. Compared with before, there were almost two people. She couldn't believe her eyes.The other party was keenly aware of it, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Baoxue came back to her senses, in order to hide her slight embarrassment, she picked up the comb, stared at Song Qing's thick black hair seriously, and said, "No, Miss Qing, I just think that you look so good-looking now, unlike before. It's not the same at all."

This reminded Song Qingjin.In fact, she was as surprised as anyone present at that time.But now, she is this person.She thought for a while, and replied: "When I was at home, my mother told me that when I came to the palace to be a maid, I had to be careful in everything, because I didn't want me to cause trouble because of my appearance, so I went to a miracle doctor to ask for help." Fang Zi, that's why I became what I used to be. But I didn't expect that by chance, I changed back today."

This is the benefit of reading too many novels, and the reasons are self-explanatory.After Song Qingjin finished speaking, she deliberately turned her head to look at Baoxue.She was very surprised, but there was no doubt on her face.The book didn't waste too much ink on this cannon fodder female supporting role, as for the two girls, Baoxue and Cuimeng, they naturally didn't write about it either.

I can only take one step at a time in the future.At this time, Baoxue combed Song Qingjin's hair, and secretly looked at her in the bronze mirror.Her complexion is snow-white, her eyebrows are like emerald green, and her lips are spotless and red.The nose is as small and tall as the face.A pair of big and beautiful almond eyes, but a pair of slightly raised eye ends, revealing the dexterity in her heart.

She was so beautiful.Baoxue thought silently in her heart.The key is that she has a lot of temperament on her body, which is a kind of calmness and beauty washed away in the world.Rao has seen many women, but she has never met such a woman.It's no wonder that the prince changed his mind when he saw her and kept her, probably because of her appearance.

However, the facts proved that Baoxue still underestimated her black-bellied prince and master too much.

At this moment, there were only two people in Xiao Xing's residence in Xiao Yixuan's warm pavilion. In the room filled with rosin, Xiao Yixuan was sitting peacefully in front of the desk, holding a lake brush in his hand, not knowing what he was drawing on the paper.Even in the very warm pavilion, Xiao Yixuan was still wearing a mink fur coat, his face looked smaller and smaller.

Ankang stood aside, quickly wiping the tables and shelves in the room.Xiao Yixuan put down his pen and asked, "Ankang, send someone to investigate."

Ankang stopped what he was doing and asked, "My lord, what are you looking for?"

Ankang has served Xiao Yixuan for nearly ten years.If it is about caring for the master's mind, health is the second, and no one dares to claim that he is the first.But it may be that there are too many gaps in mind, so many times, he still can't understand Xiao Yixuan's instructions, and needs to confirm it again.

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