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

Song Qingjin picked up the candlestick again.Her wrist was already sore, but she didn't dare to let it go, so she could only hold it like this.After a while, she asked Xiao Yixuan again: "My lord, is the candle flickering on you? Why don't you turn around?"

Xiao Yixuan replied: "No need. Just step back a little."

Song Qingjin took a few steps back, reached the head of the bed, held the candlestick silently, and did not speak again.Xiao Yixuan's breathing was very light, basically silent.Song Qingjin didn't dare to move.She knew that Xiao Yixuan would tolerate her once, but there shouldn't be a second time.She had no choice but to endure the pain, and stood there silently, not daring to shake easily.

Perhaps Xiao Yixuan just felt that he didn't want to be teased by her, so he deliberately punished her and vented his anger on himself.Until her wrist became numb, Song Qingjin simply didn't care how long she stood there.

Xiao Yixuan slept for a long time this time, and he came over when it was getting dark. At this time, the candle in Song Qingjin's hand had already changed to the second one.Seeing that Xiao Yixuan had woken up, she immediately walked up and said softly: "My lord has woken up, this servant will call the servant over."

Xiao Yixuan glanced at her, and said lightly: "I want to eat."

Song Qingjin put the candle in her hand on the table, ignited the soreness, and then ignited the two nine lanterns beside her, and turned to the door to call Ankang.He seemed to have been waiting at the door for a long time before walking in with a copper basin.

Song Qingjin then said: "The servant girl will leave first."

Xiao Yixuan's voice sounded from behind her again: "Who gave you permission to go?"

Song Qingjin felt that the cheeks of her fake smile were already sore.She had no choice but to turn back again and said, "What orders does the lord have?"

Xiao Yixuan put on a homely thin shirt, stood up from the bed, and said to Song Qingmei: "Help me change my clothes, and there are some cloths."

How could Song Qingjin know how to do this?She seemed to be stuck in place, not knowing what to do for a while.She thought about it for a while, and decided that she could only bite the bullet and do it.She turned back and said, "My lord, the servant's hands are dirty, can I go out to wash my hands and come back to change clothes and vegetables for my lord?"

In fact, she wanted to take this opportunity to rush back and ask Cuimeng and Baoxue what to do.But Xiao Yixuan obviously wouldn't let her go so easily.He naturally asked Ankang to bring the residual water from washing his hands in front of Song Qingjin.

"I'm hungry, I'm going to eat soon, and I don't want to waste time with you."

There was no way to hide Song Qingmei, and Xiao Yixuan beat her to death.She had no choice but to walk forward slowly, washed her hands, and took down a goose-egg blue embroidered double-crane long-sleeved gown from the shelf.

She turned to Xiao Yixuan, who naturally spread his arms.Song Qingjin carefully helped him put on the clothes.After wearing it, Ankang brought a wooden tray with a very wide belt inside.

Song Qingjin thought about picking up the belt, put it in the palm of her hand, and quickly felt it. The belt was wide and heavy, and the texture on the belt was excellent. Song Qingjin's heart beat faster and faster, because she didn't know what it was. How do you wear it.

She could only rely on her own thoughts and memories of watching TV dramas earlier, and with slightly trembling hands, she took the belt out of the wooden tray.After spreading it out, he put it on his arm, and then gently lifted the two corners of Xiao Yixuan's coat, ready to tie the belt.

Xiao Yixuan couldn't help but smiled slightly when he saw her nervously trembling slightly.For some reason, the panic-stricken look on her extremely beautiful and intelligent face made her even more cute.

But Song Qingjin didn't know how to wear a belt at all.She tried several times, but she couldn't put it on well with Xiao Yixuan, but because her strength was not right, she tried it several times in a row, and the strength came off her body.Xiao Yixuan backed away, and Song Qingmei missed the opportunity and fell to the ground.

This person is playing tricks again!Song Qingjin suppressed the anger in her heart, admitted her mistake, and said: "Forgive me, the lord, it's because the servant did not do well."

Xiao Yixuan looked at her coldly: "Have you never served anyone before? You are so clumsy."

Song Qing concubine lowered her head and said: "The servants grew up in the countryside and the mountains. They are all rough people there. There is no one as rich and noble as you, so if you are clumsy, please forgive me."

Xiao Yixuan frowned, and said to Ankang, "Ankang, come here."

Ankang suppressed a smile, stepped forward slowly, knelt on the ground, and easily helped Xiao Yixuan fasten his belt.Song Qingjin looked carefully, and it turned out that there were three buckles on the back of the belt. Xiao Yixuan's stature was wrapped around three times, and then the buckles were fastened again, and he put it on easily.

Xiao Yixuan looked at Song Qingjin indifferently: "Now, have you learned it yet?"

Song Qingjin nodded and said: "If you go back to the prince, the slaves will meet."

Xiao Yixuan raised his eyebrows, and said: "Really? I don't believe it."

Song Qing concubine raised her head, and the corners of her mouth puffed up unconsciously: "My lord looks down on slaves too much, why not for such a trivial matter? If my lord doesn't believe it, I'll see it tomorrow."

Xiao Yixuan showed a shallow smile, which was quickly hidden by him.He swept his sleeves lightly, and said to Ankang, "Let someone pass the meal on."

Ankang nodded and went out to pass the meal.After a while, the dishes were put on the table.Song Qingjin stood by and looked at the dishes on the table.Although it is dinner, it is also very delicate and hearty.

Song Qingjin took a closer look, and only she knew, there were Pucai in milk soup, sea cucumber with minced meat, Yipin tofu, and so on.The servant opened the soup bowl, and Song Qingjin also recognized it. It was the wolfberry and black-bone chicken soup that the old concubine ordered the day before yesterday to make for Xiao Yixuan.

After the servant left, Ankang handed the chopsticks to Song Qingjin's hand again, stepped aside by himself, saw that she hadn't moved, and coughed lightly.Song Qingjin came back to her senses, she thought for a moment, she didn't move her chopsticks first, but picked up the bowl, scooped up half of the bowl of wolfberry and black-bone chicken soup, and handed it to Xiao Yixuan.

Ankang saw that Song Qingjin did not serve Xiao Yixuan to eat first, but gave him soup first, so he said, "Miss Qing, even if you don't understand the rules, don't you understand the principle of drinking soup after eating vegetables?"

Song Qingjin smiled and said: "Brother Ankang doesn't know, there is a centenarian in our hometown. He said that he always drinks soup before eating, so that his health will be good."

Xiao Yixuan looked at her indifferently, and said, "Where did you know this nonsense?"

Song Qingjin gently put the spoon in the bowl, and said: "My lord, the servant girl asked you, do you often feel cold and afraid of the cold, and every autumn and winter, you feel cold hands and feet? Moreover, you have a bad appetite, and you still eat it all day. Can’t make enough for someone else’s meal?”

Both Xiao Yixuan and Ankang looked at her in surprise.After a long time, he asked, "How do you know this?"

Song Qingjin thought silently, isn't it because I have read the book, and I know your temper, temperament, and even your physical condition clearly?

However, of course she couldn't answer that way, she just lowered her head and said with a smile; "I see that your face is a little pale, your lips are pale, and you don't even sleep well, and the old concubine told you to eat more, so For those who speculate wildly, I ask the prince to forgive me."

Xiao Yixuan looked at Song Qingjin again: "Then why should I believe that you are doing it for me instead of harming me?"

Song Qingjin pushed the soup bowl forward again, and said to him: "My lord, it's just a bowl of soup, it doesn't matter if it's left or right. If you drink it for a few days and feel that what the servant girl said is wrong, then the servant girl will listen to the lord. Deal with it, okay?"

Xiao Yixuan narrowed his eyes, threw the spoon aside, picked up the bowl, and drank more than half of it.Song Qingjin squinted her eyes and smiled, took silver chopsticks, took a piece of cattail leaf and pearl balls, and put them on a plate with patterns of blessings and longevity.

Song Qingjin served Xiao Yixuan after the meal in accordance with the method of combining meat and vegetables with vegetables first.But he has always had a bad appetite, he only ate a little, and put down his chopsticks, not wanting to eat any more.

Don't eat too much at night.Song Qingjin thought that after joining the girl group, in order to maintain her figure, she could only eat half a bowl of boiled broccoli at night, with a little soy sauce occasionally, and hurriedly weighed it the next day.I hate this Xiao Yixuan, who eats food every day. Although he doesn't eat much, it's all high-calorie food, and he's still as thin as a male model on a catwalk.Sure enough, people are better than people and dead people.

With a characteristic smirk on Song Qingjin's face, she said to Xiao Yixuan, "Has your lord finished eating?"

Xiao Yixuan pushed the bowl forward and said, "Clean up."

Ankang stepped forward quickly and asked someone to collect the leftover vegetables.Song Qingjin handed over a cup of tea, waited for Xiao Yixuan to rinse his mouth, and then went to her Ningshuang Pavilion.There was still a little chill in the morning night, Song Qingjin looked up at Lang Yueshuxing in the dark sky, and rubbed her sore wrist.

She smelled spring in the air.I used to hear people say that in spring, forsythia and cherry blossoms are the first to bloom, spreading their beautiful branches in the breeze.Many people like spring the most, because everything seems to be completely dyed, dazzling people, it is both recovery and new life.Song Qingjin is a person with strong adaptability, because her family background was ordinary since she was a child, and she didn't have the ability to transcend ordinary people.So, she's done a lot of things.

Song Qingjin counted with her fingers. She worked as a tutor, helped her aunt in her flower shop, learned to dance and sing, until she was admitted to an art school. A year before joining the girl group, she took care of sick people in the hospital. Grandma, about two months.

In the past, she always felt that God treated her extremely unfairly, but now that she thinks about it, there is no harm in having a little more snow.Like now.Perhaps in a few days, Xiao Yixuan will not drive her out, but will give her a slightly more decent job, so that Song Qingmei can also get more money, and when she is old enough to go out, she can also open a job. This small shop is here to live a life in peace and stability.

However, at that time, should she open a hot pot restaurant or a milk tea shop, or she can open a handmade soap shop.At that time, business must be very good.

While making calculations, Song Qingjin walked towards Ningshuang Pavilion.When I arrived at the gate of the courtyard, I saw Baoxue at the gate, holding a paper lantern in his hand, waiting anxiously.Song Qingjin walked up quickly, held Baoxue's hand, and said, "Why are you waiting outside, it's so cold and the wind is strong, why don't you go inside?"

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