Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 390 Chunyu’s Secret Roast Chicken (5)
"Then Mammy Yu went to see it. What's going on?"

There are no particularly valuable things in the village, these decorations are all chosen for comfort, and they don't pay attention to ostentation. The only thing that is considered valuable is the rice in the warehouse, but how much can one person take away.

"When the old slave left, the maidservant in the next room also woke up."

When Qingli asked, Mammy Yu happened to bring water in, she filled the bucket with water, and said, "The screaming maid is called Narcissus, she said that she fell asleep in the middle of the night and felt like someone touched her face, so she opened her eyes and saw a black figure in front of the window. She screamed quickly. Originally, the black figure wanted to come over to cover her mouth. After that, she seemed to be fainted by the smoke coming out of a small tube. In the past. Because the sound of screaming in the middle of the night spread far away, the maids and women in the rooms on both sides got up to look, and happened to see a black shadow coming out of the room, and they all panicked. Why can’t this narcissus wake up? The slave guessed that she had been drugged, and came back to get the antidote. After Narcissus woke up, she burst into tears and was quite frightened. Today, the Zhuangtou lady came to ask for instructions, asking if she should go to Zhuang at night. Form a small team to watch the night."

Qingli was soaked in warm water, and the aroma of petals filled her nose, making her squint her eyes comfortably, then sank her body, completely submerged in the water, and came up to breathe after a while.

"There was a dark shadow in the middle of the night, and they went to the Narcissus room. It's really weird."

Qingli wiped the water around her eyes with her hands, enjoying the scrubbing of the cuckoo, and then asked Nanny Yu, "Is this what you are talking about?"

"That's right, the village is not safe, Miss, let's go back to the mansion tomorrow."

In the middle of the night, I went to the maid's room to fumble around, and there was a necessary weapon in my hand, which must be a flower picker. When the red carp came over the night before, I spread a gossip. I didn't expect to visit the village so soon. This flower picker Thieves can't have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If they fail once, they will strike a second time.

"kindness."

Qingli is already exhausted, she doesn't want to say anything now, especially after taking a hot bath to relieve her fatigue, and going to the academy tomorrow, she still has to make excuses when she sees Shui Linghuan and the others.

"Miss, this servant is here to wring your hair."

Qingli closed her eyes on the recliner, and when she felt that her hair was dry, her sleepy tears flowed down her face. The overdrawn mental strength made her very lethargic, and she desperately wanted to have a good sleep.

Du Juan and Nanny Yu were also yawning, they had been waiting for Qingli to come back in the middle of the night last night, and then the strange thing happened again, they didn't sleep well, they turned off the oil lamp, and the two of them retreated to the outside room.

"Yuyou, I'm dying now, I need to sleep, you come out and sit in the tent and watch for me, in case there is any dark shadow that makes me faint."

Qingli called the little white fox Yuyou out of the space, and then stroked its soft fur. She had nothing to do all night, and just slept until dawn.

After a hasty breakfast, Qing Li took Du Juan to the academy in a carriage. Today, by coincidence, they saw Shui Linghuan's carriage at the door. The two came early, so they sat in the carriage for a while. When it was time for a stick of incense, Zhao Yangyang also arrived.

The three of them had a lot to say together, Shui Linghuan and Zhao Yangyang surrounded Qingli on the left and right, whispering.

"Qingli, seeing your complexion is so bad, are you really all right?"

Shui Linghuan yelled, "Your hands are still so cold, why don't you take another day off, Yangyang and I want to visit you in the afternoon."

"Yes, Qingli, you look a bit haggard."

When Qingli looked in the mirror in the morning, she touched her face specially, her eyes were not as bright as usual, her lips were pale and chapped, and she looked sickly.

"I've been on leave for a day, and it's not a serious illness. You went to see me yesterday. I really couldn't get up, and I'm afraid I'll make you sick."

Qingli explained that under normal circumstances, when someone comes to visit, they have to get up and make up. It is not like modern times, where you can meet people directly in the hospital with disheveled hair. Very particular about these.

"We know, by the way, Qingli, you didn't know that you didn't come yesterday!"

Zhao Yangyang looked mysteriously, and looked back, seeing that the people around her were not close, so she probably couldn't hear what she said, so she continued, "Master Miejue didn't hit anyone in the etiquette class yesterday, she He's walking with a limp!"

As Zhao Yangyang spoke, he blinked at Qingli, Qingli understood, the two looked at each other and smiled, everything was kept in silence.

Last time, too much powder was sprinkled, which is why this result was caused. Since she wanted to have an affair, she could play as much as she wanted, but she forgot to consider Mr. He, who was over sixty years old. I despise such behavior, but Mr. He didn't offend her, he is still innocent.

"I heard that she fell down, haha, let her talk about etiquette with us, now it's retribution, she grinned yesterday."

Shui Linghuan didn't know what was going on.There was gloating on his face, but it was a pity that there was no etiquette class today, otherwise he could still watch the excitement.

The three of them talked about some gossip about the academy. Four years have passed, and the beauties in Kyoto have also changed. The shy young master asked her not to discuss poetry, but to discuss music with her. Back then, the queen mother prayed for a blockbuster. Even though she hadn't had the chance to show her face in these years, it was still unforgettable.

"Miss Mo, are you free tonight? I know a nice restaurant, why don't we have dinner together?"

Here it is again, Qingli looked at a young man with a frivolous face in front of him, feeling depressed, this is the third one this month, this person seems to be the son of a second-rank official, he fights all day long, and is often punished by his husband to stand He doesn't feel ashamed, he is just a dandy prickly head, holding a folding fan every day to imitate Yun Longfeng, the most beautiful man in Kyoto, but he doesn't have the face of the most beautiful man, and his face is full of pimples, no matter how you look at it stand up.

"Hey, get out of the way."

Seeing someone blocking the way, Shui Linghuan stood in front of Qingli with a look of contempt, "Good dogs don't block the way!"

"Shui Linghuan, there is something wrong with you here, have you been invited?"

The acne-faced boy is really thick-skinned, no matter what anyone says, he will not be moved, this is taught by his father, thick-skinned, a nirvana for picking up girls, so his father can deal with twenty or thirty concubines between.

"you……"

Shui Linghuan was about to refute, Qingli looked at it, and many people around looked over, so she pulled Shui Linghuan, and then cast a mental attack on the acne-faced boy, let him stand in place and be dazed.

"Qingli, why did you let him go!"

Shui Linghuan looked annoyed, pulled Zhao Yangyang and said, "That kind of person should be taught a lesson!"

(End of this chapter)