The Prime Minister's Wife

Chapter 18
"The eighth princess attaches the most importance to her appearance, and even the maids around her are very strict. How can she allow hair to appear on an aunt's body?" Lianyi said with a serious face.

Bo Qingqing's eyes were cold, and she said lightly: "Lianyi, you secretly stare at those maids who have been in contact with that aunt, even the eldest lady should be optimistic, my wife wants to see the eighth princess, can you play?" What kind of tricks do you have?" If she dared to plot against her, she would definitely teach her a lesson she would never forget.

The three of them were talking, and a standing maid came in from outside holding a small bundle of stems and leaves of thatch root and said: "My servant has seen Madam, and Madam Li heard that Sister Lianyi just came looking for thatch root, so I let this servant take care of it." Some for you to use."

Lianyi glanced at Bao Qingqing, who nodded lightly before reaching out to take it.

Manzhu stepped forward and pulled the little girl with a smile, "You're tired, I'll buy some snacks for you." After finishing speaking, she took out a purse and stuffed it into the girl's hand, looked at it intentionally, and said curiously: "You are the maid of that courtyard, why haven't I seen it before."

The maid was overwhelmed by the flattery, and quickly accepted it, saying: "Back to sister, this servant is Xiao He who is in charge of cleaning the storeroom, so you have never seen it before." After speaking, she ran away.

Lianyi watched Xiao He leave, then looked back at Bo Qingqing.

Bo Qingqing kept her original posture, quietly watching the blooming Bianhua flowers all over the garden, without even blinking her eyelids, with an indifferent expression.Lianyi couldn't figure out her thoughts for a while, she casually plucked the grass root in her hand, looked at it carefully, and then whispered: "Ma'am, can you trust Xiao He?"

But at this time, Manzhu noticed that Bo Qingqing's clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, which made a detached and illusory feeling appear on her cold face, and she knew in her heart that her heart had long been Turn around a thousand times.

She buried her head in picking the peach branches, and said disapprovingly: "Xiao He is innocent and innocent, I think there will be no problem. Sigh..." sighed, and said: "And... and tomorrow is the fourteenth day of July, the day when the door of hell is wide open, don't worry about it." These, do we have anything else we can use?"

He said the difficulty in one word, Lianyi was discouraged, put the things on the ground, and said with a look of embarrassment: "Madam, do you really want to use these things? The servant still feels that something is wrong with Xiaohe. Manzhu looks for peach branches, wormwood, The matter of Maogen was never known to others, so how could Madam Li ask her to bring things over for no reason?"

"Maybe, when I came back from picking peach branches, people saw it, and then passed it to Madam Li's ears, and Nanny Li let me..." Manzhu explained uncertainly.

But when she thought about Nanny Li's attitude towards Bo Qingqing, she felt that she would not do such an outrageous thing, and was about to analyze it carefully, but Lianyi didn't give her a chance, and rushed to say: "If Nanny Li It’s intentional, these things have been sent over a long time ago, and we need to find them. Madam, these things can’t be used, so throw them away.”

Bo Qingqing looked at the peach branches, wormwood, and grass roots piled up on the ground and frowned. She didn't need these things at all. She waved her hand and gestured impatiently: "Use, why don't you use it. At this critical moment, things that exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts , can we not use it? Hang them in the most conspicuous place so that everyone can see them."

This... Lianyi saw the impatience on Bo Qingqing's face, and knew that her child's temper was up, and it was difficult to turn around for a while, and it was useless to persuade her, so she might as well talk later, maybe she could listen.

Squat down, quietly tidy up with Manzhu, those peach branches, wormwood, and grass roots that are intertwined with each other, but feel that Bo Qingqing's temper is a bit wrong, so I can't help repeating Bo Qingqing's words in my heart, over and over again Once again... his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "Madam means to——do the trick."

Bo Qingqing raised the corners of her lips, smiled, and said, "A child can be taught."

Bing Mou cast a disdainful glance, pointed at the plants on the ground that can ward off ghosts and ward off evil spirits, and said with a half-smile: "Hang these things outside the gate, I'm afraid they won't know, or they won't be able to see them." She has set up a trick, she has to dig into what happens, lest others laugh at her for being courageous.It's just that in this round, it's hard to say who will have the last laugh.

The days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was almost dusk. Man Zhu put a plate of green vegetables, a plate of minced meat tofu, a bowl of clear soup, and a bowl of rice on the table, and said with gritted teeth: "The people in this mansion are really getting more and more excessive." , I feed my wife these things every day, which is not as good as what the servants eat. Pooh!" He spat hard.

Lianyi said disapprovingly: "This is not the first time, I haven't seen you doing anything, why did you get so angry today?"

After covering the food box, Manzhu said angrily, "At least today is..."

Bo Qing glanced at Manzhu, shook his head and took the chopsticks from Lianyi. Just as he was about to eat, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the usually quiet Tianhuayuan, and the door was pushed open, or kicked to be precise. , Mu Zhaoyue saw something blowing in from the outside, and said angrily: "Tell me, how did these things come from?"

Throwing the things in his hand on the table, green vegetables, tofu, vegetable juice, and soup splashed everywhere, and said completely ignorantly: "I can't say it, I will kill you damn things."

Bo Qingqing couldn't help shaking her whole body, the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground with two slaps, not only did not dare to wipe off the soup and vegetable juice splashed on her face, she even dared not breathe out, her eyes widened in a daze, Looking at the furious Mu Zhaoyue without daring to move, a trace of grievance flashed in his eyes.

Lianyi and Manzhu were also taken aback, and were about to explain when a figure elongated by the setting sun shot directly in front of them, their cold eyes shot in from outside, and they sat tightly on the table like ice blocks. front figure.

Bo Qingqing was like being in an ice cellar, she could only slightly raise her eyes to look, and saw Mu Zhaoming was still wearing a dark and luxurious robe, walking in slowly from the outside with an expressionless face, traces of anger leaked from his ice pupils But this trace of anger is already too much for people to bear. Under the strong sense of oppression, they can't say a word.

After a while, Mu Zhaoming suddenly turned around and turned his back to the crowd, as if he disdain to see them.

Lianyi and Manjudu felt that the pressure on their bodies disappeared, and they were able to watch around. They glanced at the things on the ground, showing a trace of confusion on their faces.

Manzhu pointed to the "things" on the table, and said with a puzzled expression: "Isn't this something that was hung on the Ghost Festival? We also think that the Ghost Festival is coming soon, and we plan to ask Mother Li for some tomorrow..."

Mu Zhaoyue slapped the table heavily, interrupting Manzhu's words, and shouted sharply: "Why are you pretending to be confused? Today is the Ghost Festival. You won't tell Miss Ben that you don't know. You treat Miss Ben as a three-year-old little girl." Child, is it easy to deceive?"

Manzhuliu raised her eyebrows and was about to refute, Lianyi hurriedly pulled her to the back, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Miss, the servants have been accompanying Madam in the Tianhua Garden and have never left. The daily necessities are all sent by Madam Li. Someone sent it in. Besides, Madam is alone, and she doesn’t pay much attention to festivals, I really don’t know that today is the Ghost Festival, let alone hang these things.”

(End of this chapter)