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

Xiao Yixuan still looked at her with squinted eyes, and said seriously: "Song Qing, what are you going to tell me?"

Song Qingjin was surprised to realize that when Xiao Yixuan spoke to her now, he no longer called himself the king, but me.Song Qingjin knew his temperament well, she was proud and unwilling to bow her head, and kept her own identity, she didn't expect that he would call himself me.

Song Qingjin repeated: "My lord, this servant wants to ask, after you ate the milk pill that this servant made for you, did your dizziness get better in the afternoon?"

Xiao Yixuan looked at the purse on his waist and said, "It's okay."

Song Qingjin couldn't help laughing.What Xiao Yixuan said is okay, I'm afraid it means that the effect is very good.She looked at Xiao Yixuan's clothes, and said: "My lord, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to wear this clothes, why don't you go to the servants' place to change and wear them so as not to attract others' attention."

Xiao Yixuan's cool voice sounded from behind again: "Do you think this king has a ghost?"

Song Qingjin immediately said: "I don't dare to do this. You'd better go back with your servant and change your clothes. Don't worry, no one will find out."

Xiao Yixuan thought for a while.Neither nodded in agreement, nor refused.Song Qingjin had sensed his temper long ago, tugged at Xiao Yixuan's sleeve, and walked to her room along the back of Shouyan Hall.

Before she left, she burned lily fish grass incense in the house, a clear and long-lasting fragrance.Xiao Yixuan had never heard of it before, probably Song Qingmei's unique craftsmanship.The house was not big, there were only two rooms inside and outside, but she kept it clean.There are no gorgeous and valuable furnishings in the room, only two thin-necked official kiln fairy peach vases on the pear blossom table, which were polished by her, and a few white camellias and gardenias in vases were placed inside, exuding a faint fragrance .

Xiao Yixuan himself was brought here by Song Qingmei for some reason.From the beginning to the end, he didn't seem to refuse.Xiao Yixuan frowned and reached out to touch his nose.Song Qingjin behind the screen didn't know what she was packing.Xiao Yixuan then said: "Why do you have the clothes I wear here?"

Song Qingjin's cheerful voice came from behind the screen: "Why does this servant feel that in the heart of the prince, she is an extremely stupid woman who can't do anything and doesn't understand any rules. This servant is serving you and the old man. Concubine, although you seldom come to the palace, my lord, the servants and servants also brought the few clothes that you used to wear at home."

Xiao Yixuan sat down, and after a while, Song Qingjin came out holding a sapphire blue gown.Xiao Yixuan stood up and stretched out his hand naturally.Song Qingjin sighed almost inaudibly, knelt down, and wanted to change his clothes.But Xiao Yixuan said: "You don't need to kneel down, just stand and serve."

Song Qingjin went to the door and saw that it was already dark outside the window, she didn't want to abide by these rules anymore, she turned behind Xiao Yixuan and helped him untie his belt.The belt of his night jacket was extremely tight, revealing a thin waist.I think it is for the convenience of action.

Song Qingjin smiled and said: "My lord seems to have lost a little weight recently. Before the maidservant enters the palace, I will make clothes for you and bring them in. After wearing them for a while, they will surely become wider again." Song Qingjin's subordinates moved swiftly, changing clothes for Xiao Yixuan, and then Picking up the belt from the shelf, tidying it up, reaching from behind to his front, slowly groping to tie the belt for him.

However, it may be that she has not served Xiao Yixuan to change clothes for a long time.It took a long time to tie him up.Xiao Yixuan became anxious, put his hands on Song Qingjin's, and buttoned his belt.This embracing posture made her feel Xiao Yixuan's thin but powerful muscles.Song Qingjin's breath stagnates.She came back to her senses, let go of her hand immediately, and blushed in front of Xiao Yixuan, handed her glazed lamp to Xiao Yixuan's hand, and said in a low voice: "My lord, you should leave the palace as soon as there is no one there."

Song Qingjin raised her head and took a peek at Xiao Yixuan, his face was also slightly red.The atmosphere seemed a little unnatural.Song Qingjin stroked her hair, and asked him to salute again.Xiao Yixuan didn't say anything to blame, but took the lamp from her hand and walked towards the door.Song Qingjin lowered her head and followed him to the door.

I wanted to just watch him leave.However, Xiao Yixuan stopped at the door again.He turned his head to look at Song Qingjin again.This was the second time he took a closer look at Song Qingjin except the day when Song Qingjin became beautiful.

Song Qingjin's slightly protruding cheekbones were tinged with light red, and two strands of black hair fell from her forehead, falling down along the smooth lines of her face.A pair of big and beautiful eyes looked at him like a deer in the forest.No matter how you think about it, you can't get in touch with the woman who broke into Ruibing Palace that night.

Seeing that Xiao Yixuan hadn't moved for a long time, Song Qingmei couldn't help asking: "My lord, aren't you going?"

Xiao Yixuan shook his head subconsciously, but nodded to Song Qingjin again, then turned and left.Song Qingjin turned around and entered the room, closing the door behind her.She sat down, groped her chest for a while, and took out the bead flower.Song Qingjin moved the candle over and looked at it carefully for a while, she found that the gold thread wrapped around the bead flower had a faint carving pattern of ten thousand characters.

Song Qingjin heard people say that this kind of Wanzi pattern is unique in the palace.Moreover, this bead flower is made of gold and tourmaline, and there are a few small gemstones on it.It is estimated that Zhuhua's owner is also someone with some status in the palace.This thing is so close to the bloodstain in Ruibing Palace, it should not be left behind by someone who came after the incident.This bead flower also looks very precious. If it had been dropped earlier, it would probably have been picked up by someone.

The moonlight shone in through the plum-blossom window lattice, and it was already late at night.Song Qingjin picked up the scissors, cut a length of wick, thought for a moment, then walked quickly to the cabinet, took out a brocade box from inside, and stuffed the beads into the cabinet.After a while, she stuffed Xiao Yixuan's night clothes into it.Damn it, Xiao Yixuan didn't take this troublesome thing away, so she had to deal with it by herself.

Or cut the garment into small pieces and burn them slowly.However, Song Qingjin still had to investigate slowly about the murder of the court lady.She always felt that there was a big fish behind this matter.

Song Qingjin didn't sleep that night either, she lay on the bed with her eyes open until dawn.The sun did not rise in the morning, but it was drizzling.The drizzle is like thousands of silver bars, moistening the vermilion palace walls, rushing towards the ancient willows and green grass.Thousands of scenery are separated in the mist.

It rained continuously for three or four days without any sign of stopping.Song Qingjin came from the imperial dining room with a food box, and said to Camellia next to her, "It's raining like it's falling, and I don't know when it will stop."

Shan Cha smiled at the side: "Sister Qing, what is this? At our house, when it rains, it will be drizzling, and it will still be there when there is no sunny day for half a month!"

Song Qingmei looked up at the oil-paper umbrella she was holding. On it was a lady with gentle brows and eyes, holding a bouquet of crabapple flowers.She asked in surprise, "Are you from Yangzhou?"

Shan Cha happily replied: "Yes, my hometown is Yangzhou. Later, I followed my uncle and aunt to the capital, and later entered the palace."

It was only then that Song Qingjin remembered that she hadn't had a good chat with Shancha since she got acquainted with Shancha.Although Shan Cha and Quan An often come to her for supper at night, they basically leave after eating, and when Quan An is around, he usually says more than half of the words, and Song Qingjin and Shan Cha are listening Talk to him, or laugh.

Song Qingjin followed her words and asked: "Your parents are really willing to part with you. It's so hard to live in the palace, and there are few days to go out. Before the age of 25, is there any chance to see your parents? Don't they miss you?"

Shan Cha's mouth puffed out, making her face look rounder.She put her arms around Song Qingjin's arms and said, "Sister Qingjin, I'm not afraid to tell you jokes. We have four children in our family, three daughters and one son. I'm still the second. My parents only have my younger brother in their hearts. , don’t take me and my third sister to heart at all.”

Song Qingjin patted Shan Cha's arm and comforted her a few words.Shan Cha shook her head indifferently, and said, "Sister Qing, it's okay, I'm not sad at all. I'll just come to the palace and work hard for ten years, and I'll go out when I'm 25. Save some money and make some clothes and jewelry Sell ​​it, marry someone well, and have two children, whether it is a son or a daughter, I will love them equally, and watch them grow up and marry a wife."

Song Qingjin thought that even in modern society, it is not uncommon to favor boys over girls.It's fine if it's a rich family.The daughter of a poor and small family is often bought and sold like an item.It is also pitiful.

Both of them slowed down and walked towards Shouyan Hall.Seeing that there was still a distance, Shan Cha also asked her: "Sister Qing, what about your parents? Where are they now? Are you in the same situation as me?"

This sentence awakened Song Qingjin.After I came here from time travel, I really didn't pay attention to inquire about my parents.It was not explained in detail in the book, and they never came to find themselves.As for their identities, Song Qingjin didn't know either.

But looking at Shan Cha, he was still waiting for her answer.Song Qingjin had no choice but to say: "My situation is similar to yours. But when I was young, I entered the palace to serve, and I don't have many memories of them. They never came to see me, and they lived in peace with each other. fine."

Shan Cha moved a little closer and said, "Sister Qing, we are in the same boat, no wonder I felt very close to you the first time I saw you, sister."

Song Qingjin stroked her hair, and said softly, "Yes, if you have anything to say from now on, you can talk to me."

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