Song Qingjin took care of the sundries on the flower roots, and then put them in a new flower pot mixed with fertilizer. She thought for a while, and then poured half of the water with a wooden water ladle.After everything was done, she put the peony pot back on the windowsill.

Baoxue and Cuimeng were terrified by Song Qingjin's strange actions during this period.Both of them whispered: "This flower is probably going to die like this. Even the roots have been pulled out. It is impossible to live."

But Song Qingjin looked confident and didn't seem worried at all.Seeing her like this, the two stopped talking.

Unexpectedly, after a few days in a row, the yellow leaves of the flower slowly fell off and fresh leaves grew.In the past few days, Song Qingjin has placed this pot of precious peony flowers where she can see them with the naked eye, and no outsiders are allowed to touch them.

Baoxue didn't quite understand, so she came to ask her. Song Qingjin smiled slightly and said, "When I was a child at home, my mother also liked to take care of some flowers and plants. Although it is expensive, it always likes to dry and fertilize. I think that the flower is probably watered too much, and the soil in the pot is not replaced in time, so it is like this."

Baoxue couldn't help but praised: "Miss Qing, you know a lot."

Cuimeng also said aside: "Even if she knows a lot, she needs to be delicate and dexterous. Otherwise, she may not be able to learn these things."

Song Qingjin smiled and thought to herself, fortunately her family background was not very good since she was a child, she has done a lot of miscellaneous things, and she has dabbled in many things, and she is also more eager to learn, so she knows a little about these things.

She picked up the flowerpot and said, "Okay, I'm going to the old concubine's place, and I'll send the flowers there first. When I come back, let's have lunch together." Song Qingyuan said, and left Ningshuang Pavilion , all the way to the place where the old concubine lived.

Because the old concubine has been worshiping Buddha wholeheartedly, the decoration of the place where she lives is not gorgeous, but everything is elegant and clean.Song Qingmei didn't dare to dress too flamboyantly, so she only wore plain clothes and went to the courtyard.

It happened that Hongliu was in the yard, watching the servants watering there, Song Qingmei walked up to Hongliu with her head down, and said to Hongliu, "Sister Hongliu, the old concubine's pot of peonies has been fed, take a look."

Song Qingjin gently opened the cloth wrapping the flowers, and Red Willow was surprised to find that the pot of flowers that were about to die had now sprouted fresh leaves.She couldn't help but immediately dragged Song Qingjin into the room, and said to the old concubine, "Taufei, the flowers are alive! The flowers are alive!"

Song Qingjin came here for the first time, and she didn't dare to make mistakes, she just lowered her head silently, followed behind Hongliu, and when she got to the inner room, she found that Xiao Yixuan was also there.Song Qingjin immediately put down the flower pot, knelt down and saluted, "I've seen the empress dowager, I've seen the prince."

The old concubine took the lead and said, "I heard that you raised my peony flowers? Where are the flowers? Let me see?"

Song Qingjin nodded, gently picked up the flowerpot, and brought it to the old concubine.The flowerpot of this official kiln is very heavy, and Song Qingmei is already slender, but now she is holding it, and she dare not move it, fearing that if she falls to the ground, it will be smashed to pieces. All in vain.

The old concubine was also very surprised.She touched the bright leaves of the peony flower and said, "Xuan'er, look, this flower is really alive."

With a mask-like smile on the corner of Xiao Yixuan's mouth, he said: "Yes, Concubine Mother likes this potted flower very much, and this girl is also considered smart, so she took good care of it."

Only then did the old concubine look at Song Qingjin.However, ever since Song Qingjin entered this room, Xiao Yixuan's eyes never left her body.He squinted his eyes and looked at Song Qingjin's hand holding the flower pot, but when he saw the round mark like a red mole on her white wrist, Xiao Yixuan paused.

He narrowed his eyes and said nothing.The old concubine only looked at the peony flowers that she had almost recovered, and then realized that Song Qingjin had been holding the big flower pot since entering the house, and never let go of her hands.

She immediately said: "Look, I was careless. I forgot that you are still holding the flower pot." She said, while ordering: "Red Willow, quickly bring this pot of peony and put it away properly."

Hongliu immediately stepped forward and took the potted flower from Song Qingjin's hand.Song Qingjin lowered her head, stepped aside, and didn't say much.The old concubine studied her for a while.However, although Song Qingmei was beautiful, her attire was extremely simple, an ordinary jacket with light yellow embroidery, and a white silk skirt underneath.There are only a few silver hairpins on her head, and even the earrings are plain silver.

There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and she said: "This child is so pitiful, but he is very well-behaved. He is also clever and dexterous."

Song Qingjin replied with a slight smile: "Thank you for your praise, the old concubine. The slaves grew up in the countryside, so they are good at these tasks. It is also a coincidence that I feed the old concubine's flowers. It can be seen that the late emperor and the empress dowager The concubine loves you deeply, so I bless you, and I don't want you to take this thought for nothing."

The old concubine nodded and said: "You girl, you can talk. The late emperor once built a small garden for Ai's family. Now that the late emperor has gone, he only left me this pot of peony. He specially bought it from Dongying. I brought it back from the messenger. I keep it by my side every day. I was about to die when I saw this a few days ago. I couldn’t eat or sleep.”

Song Qingjin immediately said: "Now that the words are true, I think the old concubine can rest assured."

The old concubine nodded and said: "Yes, but I'm afraid that although the flower is alive, it will still need someone to take care of it in the future. Well, if you have nothing to do in the future, come to me and help me Take a look, what do you think?"

Song Qingjin was overjoyed, she knelt down and said, "If this is true, then this is the blessing of this servant!"

The old concubine nodded and said: "Okay, then from tomorrow, after you have breakfast, come and help me tend these flowers and plants every other day."

Concubine Song Qing was secretly happy, knelt down and said, "Thank you, old concubine. I will serve you wholeheartedly and make no mistakes."

The old concubine replied: "Okay, you go back first, I'm tired too." She said as she retreated into the soft couch, holding the Buddhist beads in her hand.Slowly closed his eyes.

Song Qingjin and Hongliu nodded, then turned and left the room.She twisted her sore wrist and walked towards Ningshuang Pavilion.At this time, Xiao Yixuan who was in the room also said to the old concubine: "Mother, the son will take his leave first."

The old concubine didn't raise her eyes, she just waved her hands and said, "Go ahead, remember to have dinner at night. I ordered the kitchen to make you a bowl of black-bone chicken soup with wolfberry, and you have a bowl of it at dinner, and don't eat it at bedtime." It's going to be so cold."

Xiao Yixuan agreed one by one.But as if something happened, he turned and left quickly.Don't ask Ankang to follow, I don't know which one to see.

Song Qingjin went out of the yard, went to the bottom of a hillside, crossed the big white marble bridge, and saw a stream of fresh spring water flowing out from the gap between the big rocks from a distance.Before I crossed over, I was used to living in the city. Today I saw such a landscape, as if it was filmed in a TV series.

She couldn't help but walked over there, and when she came to her, she saw a clear spring flowing from a crack in the stone. Song Qingjin squatted down, washed her hands first, picked up a handful of water, brought it to her mouth, and took a sip.The spring water is clear and sweet, with a good taste.Song Qingjin drank a few sips, stood up again, and wanted to go back and get a basin to get some water, but just as she turned around, someone grabbed her by the sleeve.

Song Qingjin was taken aback at the time, but she didn't have any precautions, her foot slipped, and she was about to fall on the rock.However, her sleeve was grabbed by the man again.Song Qingjin thought she was saved, but who knew that the quality of the clothes was not good, and when she was pulled like this, one of the sleeves was actually pulled off.

Song Qingjin fell into the water.The spring water in early spring was very cold, and she was drenched in a short while.Song Qingjin became angry immediately. She wiped the water off her face and said angrily, "You are sick, right? You can't make people talk well, so you have to pat them! You pay me for my clothes!"

The man did not speak.Song Qingjin wiped her face again, opened her eyes and saw that the person was Xiao Yixuan.

Song Qingjin felt that she was even more frightened.She immediately covered her mouth, stood in the water and saluted Xiao Yixuan: "This servant has seen the prince."

Xiao Yixuan looked indifferent, and he looked at Song Qingjin who was standing in the water with a slight mockery.Seeing her shivering in the early spring weather, after a while, he stretched out his hand and came to her.

Song Qingjin actually tried to see if she could come out.But the rocks at the bottom of the water were very slippery. She tried it for a while and almost fell again.Finally, she held Xiao Yixuan's hand and walked out of the water.

Although Xiao Yixuan's hands looked white and thin, but for some reason, they were very strong, and easily pulled Song Qingmei out of the water.After she came out, she immediately let go of Xiao Yixuan's hand, stepped aside, and lowered her head.

Xiao Yixuan looked at Song Qingjin's wet body, with a somewhat funny look, and said, "You seem to be very afraid of me?"

Song Qingjin shook her head immediately, and said: "I don't dare." She lowered her head, watching Xiao Yixuan's smoky clothes approaching her quietly.She didn't even dare to breathe.You know, what I said just now made Xiao Yixuan, who didn't have a good impression of her, hate her even more.

But Xiao Yixuan seems to prefer to play this kind of cat and mouse game with her.He walked up to Song Qingjin, and suddenly grabbed her wrist, revealing a section of snow-white skin.

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