Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 57 You have to wear this belt
Thinking about entering the palace tomorrow, Song Qiange tugged on the rope of the jade pendant, pointed to the cut of the rope, and asked Qin Boyi with a smile: "General, what's the matter with the rope of my jade pendant?"

This……

He doesn't know either.

It was the first time seeing Qin Boyi looking so deflated, Song Qiange thought it was quite funny.

She held back her smile, pulled Qin Boyi up, and said, "Let me tie it for you."

The girl's faint fragrance slowly floated into his nostrils, and the little girl was tying a rope for herself with a low eyebrow.

The white neck is connected to the looming collarbone, which is so beautiful that it makes people trance.

Thinking of something, Qin Boyi blushed and turned his head to look elsewhere.

Song Qiange was bowing her head and concentrating on tying it like a scout rope, and when she pulled it tomorrow, the rope would be loosened.

"You have to wear this belt tomorrow." Song Qiange reminded.

"Ah."

Hearing someone's absent-minded answer, Song Qiange looked up.

Qin Boyi was staring at the door blushing, and Song Qiange also looked over curiously.

Uh... Caixia is here.

Ever since Song Qiange fell ill, Qin Boyi almost regarded Bihualou as his own house, as long as he was not in the study, he was in Bihualou, and he didn't even go to eat with Zheng.

Caixia didn't know how long Song Qiange would pretend to be pitiful, but she finally couldn't hold back and ran to Bihualou.

Song Qiange pouted and sat back at the table.

Facing Caixia's respectful greetings, she turned a blind eye and listened but did not hear.

Caixia didn't know why, so she looked at Qin Boyi aggrievedly.

But Qin Boyi didn't know what he was thinking, staring at the jade pendant on his waist in a daze, as if he didn't notice himself.

Caixia didn't want to kneel down like a clown like last time, she cried like a pear blossom and rained, and complained to Song Qiange: "Madam, I don't know what the servant did wrong, why do you always make things difficult for the servant."

"Why am I embarrassing you?"

"My servant just greeted you, you..." Didn't let me get up.

Song Qiange suddenly realized: "So it was you who greeted me. I saw that you were staring at the general intently, and thought you were here to look for him."

Caixia glanced at Qin Boyi shyly and timidly, and said in a low voice: "It is the old lady who sent the slaves to invite the general to dinner."

"Oh."

Song Qiange ignored her.

The jade pendant has already been fastened, as long as Qin Boyi sneaks in and enters the space after Qin Boyi changes to go to bed at night, she can enter the palace smoothly tomorrow.

It's just something to bring into the palace, she hasn't prepared it yet.

I don't know what happened to Changsheng's injury, will it make him happy to bring him some delicious food?

Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, Caixia plucked her palm with the fingers in her sleeves.

The whole room was quiet, making her look more and more ridiculous, but there was nothing she could do.

Caixia knelt forward, her voice was a little louder, and she said to Qin Boyi: "General, the old lady told you to eat."

Qin Boyi heard the words, the tenderness in his eyes disappeared, he stopped his thoughts, and asked Song Qiange: "Aren't you going?"

Song Qiange shook his head: "I drank porridge, so I won't go."

Qin Boyi nodded, then turned and left.

Caixia quickly stood up and followed Qin Boyi to leave.

Song Qiange called Xinbao, handed Xinbao the note to buy ointment, told her to buy it quickly, and then went to the small kitchen.

She made a bunch of milk-flavored steamed buns with the milk in the space, called the servants in the kitchen, and generously distributed them to everyone, and left some for Zheng Shi and Qin Boyi for breakfast.

Song Qiange packed the rest and prepared to bring it to Changsheng.

When Song Qiange came back, Xinbao also came back from the outside: "Miss, I have bought all the ingredients for the ointment."

"Pack it up and give it to me."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)