Houmen maidservant, she doesn't want to be in power

Chapter 6 Cinnabar
There was a creaking sound of the door from the ear room next door, it was Zhihua who went out to have a look.

Shi Jin's mouth was faster than his brain, and with one breath, one breath, he blew out a candle, pretending to have fallen asleep.

Qi Mojing, who was stepping into the backyard outside, saw the extinguished candle at a glance, and his face darkened involuntarily.

As soon as Zhihua approached him, he felt that the second master's expression was not right.She couldn't help casting a questioning look at Shi Mo behind her, but Shi Mo was also confused.

"Second Master, is he resting in the main room or the study tonight?" Zhi Hua eagerly took the coat from Si Mo's hand, and followed Qi Mo Jing all the way forward.

After Qi Mojing's feet paused briefly near the main room, he turned around and walked towards the study in the west wing.

He strode forward, and quickly realized that the painting was almost unable to keep up, but the words that came out of his mouth were full of chills, "The maid given by my mother is so short-eyed? She doesn't even have rules?"

What he said was calm and sound, and Shi Jin in the ear room heard it, which can be regarded as awe-inspiring.

Shi Jin's heart suddenly became more tormented, neither going out nor coming in.

Zhihua, on the other hand, explained along with Qi Mojing, "It's the servant girl's fault. Thinking that Shi Jin was on duty yesterday, she replaced her today."

"Night duty?" Qi Mojing's words twitched on the tip of his tongue, he snorted lightly, and said nothing more.

Sleeping so deeply, is it also called night duty?

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Shi Jin hastily pulled back his hair casually, then hurried to the tea room next to the ear room, brought a pot of water, and soaked the jasper fragrance that the second master was accustomed to drink A pot, and then he took the tray for tea and walked towards the study.

The lights in the study room were dimly lit at this time, and Du Zhihua stood on the steps outside the study room wringing his hands.

Seeing Shi Jin who was stepping on the moon, Zhi Hua was also a little embarrassed, and whispered to her, "Why did you get up? I promised that I would be on duty at night, so I'll bother you to make another trip."

Shi Jin was the one who should say sorry, the words of the second master just now had a gun and a stick, obviously aimed at himself, and he was tired when he learned that the painting was worthless.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile slightly, "I'll bring tea to Second Master."

Between the two of them, Qi Mojing who was inside raised his voice and asked, "Who is outside? It's so noisy that people can't rest."

Shi Jin gave Zhi Hua a reassuring look, telling her to go back first, then reached out his left hand and knocked on the door, "Second Master, this servant is here to serve you tea."

There was silence in the room for a moment, and finally there was a voice, "Come in."

Shi Jin entered the study room for the first time, and saw all kinds of classics and volumes lined up on a large mahogany bookcase along the wall, which made his eyes dazzled.

On the north side of the study room, there is a low couch in front of the window covered with green shadow gauze. In front of the couch is a rectangular black lacquer flat-headed desk with a height of half a person. On it is a bronze lantern with a palace-style beauty. On the second master Qi.

Shi Jin couldn't help swallowing, took two steps forward boldly, stopped three steps away from the second master, raised the tray in his hand, and said words of forgiveness, "I just finished bathing, I heard the master came back. No, when I heard the master came back, the servants hurriedly made tea for the second master before their hair was wrung out."

Hearing what Shi Jin said, Qi Mojing took his head out of the book as a reward, and glanced at her inadvertently.

At this time, Shi Jin's hair was a little messy, and the ends were half dry. It was loosely tied by an ebony hairpin and hung down behind his head.

On her body is the light green summer shirt that the maidservants of the Hou Mansion often wear, which is very light and ironed.Perhaps it was because Shi Jin had just taken a bath, the summer shirt was a little tight to the skin, and a little drop of water from the tip of her neck slid down her chest, dripping all the way, dyeing the tender green a bit deep.

Qi Mojing's eyes dimmed involuntarily, and his little finger subconsciously rubbed the pages while flipping through the book, before lowering his head to study the "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

There was a sudden silence in the study room, only the sound of the dripping of the copper pot was ticking, and there was no distinction between emotions and anger.

Shi Jin couldn't figure out what Second Master Qi meant, so he just stood there holding the tray with both hands.

After a long time, her arms trembled a little.Just when she was thinking about how to break the silence and put down the tea, Second Master Qi finally said like an amnesty, "How do you drink tea when you stand so far away?"

Shi Jin's face was filled with joy immediately, and he put the tray against the edge of the desk, then raised a cup of tea and handed it to Qi Mojing, "Sister Siqi said, the second master likes the fragrance of jasper the most, and it is special for slaves. I specially helped the second master to make a bath."

Qi Mojing's eyes flicked over Shi Jin's white and tender fingertips, and then swept over the white porcelain bowl with Ru kiln flower body in her hand, and reached out to pick it up.

Shi Jin was taken aback, and hurriedly put the tea bowl by Qi Mojing's hand.

She remembered that Second Master Qi hated touching women the most. If he was not careful, he might be sent out of the house.

Shi Jin, who was secretly glad that he was a smart ghost, naturally did not notice Qi Mojing's gloomy face.

It's one thing not to like being touched, but quite another to be rejected.

Qi Mojing took a sip of tea with a dark face, and immediately became even more serious, "Jasper is fragrant, do you know how expensive this tea is?"

Shi Jin shook his head, as if humbly receptive.

Qi Mojing closed her eyes to ease the ups and downs in her chest, opened her eyes again, and said in a flat tone, "Jasper Fragrance, also known as Tibetan Blue in Snow, this tea color is bright and clear, but with white edges, it is only available in Mu and Zhou. There is such a plant at the border of the two countries. Because of this tea tree, the two countries have fought against each other many times, and when paying tribute, the Royal Tianzhou can get such a few catties of tea. If it is put on the market, it will be hard to find."

Shi Jin's mouth couldn't help opening slightly, almost too shocked to speak.

Her younger brother needs money to treat his illness, and these extravagances, one or two tea leaves, can make her and her younger brother live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

Before changing it, even if it was a beautiful mansion with carved beams and painted buildings, she didn't have such a deep feeling.But what Second Master Qi said made her hands tremble.

"So," Qi Mojing glanced at her fingers coolly, "from now on, don't spoil the tea."

These words are straightforward and heartbreaking, but Shi Jin still can't argue with it.

She couldn't help bowing her head in frustration, and said "yes" softly.

Xu Shi educated his ignorant little maid, and Second Master Qi was in a good mood, and even his voice was a little joyful, "Grinding ink."

This is the interest in painting.

Shi Jin was afraid that his wide sleeves would be stained with ink, so he couldn't help but feel that his left hand was holding the sleeve of his right hand, rubbing the ink gently and slowly.

The beauty under the lamp, with her bright wrist raised lightly, is quite in line with the beautiful talk of a scholar who adds fragrance to her sleeves.The second master Pian Qi is not interested, he only holds a middle pen, and outlines the shape bit by bit on the rice paper.

At the beginning of Shi Jinchu, she still couldn't see what Erye Qi was painting, but she didn't recognize it until it was smudged and dyed again and again. Isn't this the fake rock in the yard?
The strange rocks are jagged and the head is tall, but the artistic conception is quite good.

Just as Shi Jin was about to sigh, he saw an embroidered shoe drawn on the uneven part of the rockery.

Ok……

"It's funny," Shi Jin choked out these words for a long while.

Second Master Qi looked up at her, and his gaze stayed on her lips.

"The cinnabar is gone." He said these words suddenly.

(End of this chapter)