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

Baoxue held Song Qingmei's hand back and said, "Miss Qing, where have you been, and you haven't come back all afternoon?"

Song Qingjin smiled embarrassingly, and said: "It's so hard to die, I bumped into the prince, but was detained by him and worked as a coolie all afternoon."

Hearing Song Qingjin's thoughtless and disrespectful words, Baoxue immediately reached out and dragged her into the yard, and said to her, "Miss Qing, don't talk nonsense, be careful that the walls have ears."

Song Qingmei raised her head and said, "It's okay, let's follow the people in the house. We have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in the present. They are just staring at me for what."

Baoxue smiled, and said: "That's true, it's because the servants are overwhelmed."

While talking, the two entered the room.After tidying up, Song Qingjin pulled Baoxue upstairs, and the two of them sat at the table, facing the warm yellow light.Baoxue continued to embroider the purse she hadn't finished. Song Qingjin took a book with a torn title page from the old bookshelf behind the bed, patted the dust on it, and struggled to read the words on it.

Baoxue brought a candlestick, and after lighting the fire, she sat down again, approached Song Qingmei, and said, "Miss Qing, what is this?"

Song Qingjin flipped through a few pages casually, and said, "It seems like a book about how to tailor clothes." She read a few pages casually, then raised her head and asked Baoxue, "Do you know how to read?"

Baoxue shook her head and said, "How can this slave know how to read? She was sold here when she was seven years old."

Song Qingjin touched her hair with a little distress.He was sold here as a child, and at the age of almost 20 years old, he probably has no status in the mansion, otherwise, Xiao Yixuan would not have casually pointed it out to him.

Song Qingjin comforted Baoxue and said, "Don't worry, although I don't have much status, I will try my best to be ashamed as long as I am here, and I will protect you and let you have a good life." Song Qingjin said this Only then did she realize that from the time she came back to now, only Baoxue was by her side, but Cuimeng didn't know where she went.

Then she asked, "Where's Cuimeng? Why are you here alone?"

Baoxue looked back and said: "Miss Qing, Cuimeng, she said in the afternoon that she had some things to do, so she went back to the housekeeper and went out with relatives on the second gate. She will probably be back in a few days."

Although Baoxue tried her best to cover up for Cuimeng and didn't say what she said directly, Song Qingjin could hear it.However, this is justifiable. He said he was a slave but not a slave, and he said he was a master but he was not a master. His status was very embarrassing.Xiao Yixuan even sent two people to serve her. Baoxue was honest and honest, so naturally she didn't think too much about it, but Cuimeng, who had a flexible and delicate mind, was not necessarily the case.

Song Qingjin lowered her head and thought for a while, then smiled lightly, and said: "It's okay, since there is something at home, let her do it, and find someone to bring her a message, telling her not to come back in a hurry, and you can wait until the work is done." .”

Baoxue smiled slightly and said, "Miss Qing, can you embroider?"

Song Qingjin shook her head.Baoxue moved the stool a little closer to her, and said, "The servant will teach you?"

Song Qingjin immediately said: "Okay!" The two of them were head to head, like two very close girlfriends, carefully looking at the pattern under the faint light.

At night, when Xiao Yixuan fell asleep, Ankang quietly went to the old concubine's yard by himself.The old concubine is an elderly person. She goes to bed late at night but wakes up early in the morning. Although it is already late at night, she is still chanting scriptures in the small Buddhist hall to the west of the warm pavilion.

Ankang followed Hongliu and entered the small Buddhist hall.The old concubine wore a brocade dress in Xiang color, her gray hair was tied into a delicate bun, and the gold ornaments on her head had indeed been worn for many years, and they were no longer as bright as before.

Realizing that someone was coming from behind, the wooden fish that the old concubine was knocking on also stopped.She turned her head and asked softly, "How is Xuan'er these few days?"

Ankang replied respectfully: "As far as the old concubine is concerned, Miss Qing served the prince for dinner today. The prince ate more than usual!"

The old concubine turned around and asked, "Really? Miss Qing, is that Concubine Song Qing?"

Ankang replied immediately: "Yes. It's that girl."

The old concubine smiled, stood up from the futon, and said, "Xuan'er's diet has always been my concern. I am afraid that he will suffer from insufficiency if he eats too little. I don't know what this concubine Song Qing used. The only way is to tell Xuan'er to eat more."

Ankang supported the old concubine's hand, and said, "Yes. That young girl is really clever. Although she saw that the master had eaten well today, she still saw him put down his chopsticks, so she didn't persuade him much. What is more, it is because I am afraid that the master will eat too much food, and if the food accumulates in the stomach, it will be counterproductive."

The old concubine nodded in admiration, then sat down and said, "You really can't pick one girl out of a hundred."

Ankang nodded again and again, talking about Song Qingjin's benefits with hands and feet.The old concubine nodded with a smile, completely unaware of the changed expression of Hongliu standing beside her.

However, since Song Qingjin sent the old concubine's words that day, the old concubine saw her good workmanship and delicate thoughts, so she asked her to wait on her every day. Step aside.

On this day, Song Qingjin was watering the flowers in the warm pavilion to the west of the old concubine's house. Xiao Yixuan came back from the court hall and also went to the old concubine's room.Song Qingjin has been serving Xiao Yixuan for dinner these few days, no matter how pretty that face is, looking at it every day makes her feel annoyed.So, she pretended not to hear, and continued to water the pots of flowers in the small room.

However, the old concubine called her over.Song Qingjin sighed softly, and when she came in front of the two of them, she put on a practiced smile on her face: "The lord is here, this servant has seen the lord."

Xiao Yixuan nodded slightly, but did not speak.Song Qingjin stood up from the ground knowingly, stepped aside, and stood silently.Xiao Yixuan glanced at her, then turned to ask his mother: "Mother, is this girl serving you well?"

The old concubine looked at Song Qingjin with a smile, and said: "This girl really likes me, needless to say about her appearance, it's rare that she is dexterous and quick in handling things, and knows a lot of things, I don't know where this girl learned it. here."

Song Qingjin immediately apologized and said with a smile: "The old concubine praises me, the servants are extremely stupid. It is the old concubine who doesn't dislike me, so she allowed me to come to this day."

Xiao Yixuan looked at Song Qingmei with a half-smile.At this time, a woman came in and said to the old concubine, "Taufei, please have a look at the accounts of the mansion for this month."

The woman presented the account book with both hands, but the old concubine didn't take it, but told her to hand it to Song Qingmei, and said to her, "My eyes are blurred, I can't read the account book, Qingmei, read it to me." .”

This stumped Song Qingjin.In modern times, she often encountered uncommon characters, not to mention reading these ancient prose that she didn't know what they were.She reluctantly took it, and turned to look at the people in the room, knowing that if she said that she didn't know the word now, people would laugh at her.

Originally, I wanted to pick someone I knew, and then co-authored my own explanation, and reluctantly read it to the old concubine, but lying in front of Xiao Yixuan, a fine man, is probably harder than going to heaven.Song Qingjin struggled a few times, but finally gave up.She closed the ledger, knelt on the ground and said, "Excuse me, concubine, servant girl, I don't know these words very well."

As soon as this was said, everyone in the room held their breath and couldn't help laughing.Song Qingjin's face was flushed red, and she didn't dare to raise her head, so she could only kneel there in such a shameful manner.

The old concubine didn't say anything to blame, she waved her hand and called Hongliu.Hongliu came up to Concubine Song, glanced at her contemptuously, snatched the ledger from Concubine Song's hand, and read it to the old concubine.

Song Qingjin looked at the girls behind with a slightly mocking expression.Then secretly turned his head to look at the two masters sitting on the couch, Xiao Yixuan raised his white and delicate face slightly, pretending to be listening to Hongliu reading the account book seriously.But Song Qingjin was very clear, this person probably didn't listen to a word.

The old concubine closed her eyes and finished listening, and said: "Aijia is really old now, listening to this and reading this account book, I just feel a headache, I really can't listen to it for a while. Xuan'er, I'm old, I still have to read it again." Find a proper person to take care of these affairs in the mansion."

As soon as the old concubine finished speaking, Xiao Yixuan was still not doing well, so Hongliu said quickly, "Don't worry, the concubine, there are servants here. If the old concubine is afraid of worrying about these things in the future, there will be servants to help you take care of them." .”

Song Qingjin silently rolled her eyes, thinking in her heart that this person's EQ is really low.What the old concubine meant was obviously implying that Xiao Yixuan would get married as soon as possible, find a better concubine, and manage the affairs of the mansion. I don't know what Hongliu thinks, so I dare to accept such words.

Song Qingjin turned to Yixiang again, but she didn't know if Hongliu really didn't know, or if she was implying something to the old concubine.If so, it would be even more stupid.Although Song Qingjin is not a modern person, but in this novel "Princess Becomes a Princess", there are differences between the concubine and the concubine, the elder and the younger are in order, and before marrying, one has to ask about the person's basic family background.

Although Hongliu has gained face in front of the old concubine, she is only the daughter of a servant in the palace, and her family background is not good. If she wants to climb into Xiao Yixuan's bed, it is still too wishful thinking. She began to look at Hongliu, she was wearing a water-red satin vest with pinched teeth, a light green white silk skirt, two gold hairpins on her head, swarthy hair, a small melon-seeded face, dressed in red and willow green, she looked a little coquettish. pretty.

She couldn't help but shook her head and sighed softly.

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