Lao Niu walked resolutely, passing by these reckless men step by step.

The thin man wanted to stop him, but the bearded man held his arm down.

The two of them whispered to each other and did not embarrass Shi Jin.

After getting out of the alley, Shi Jin only told the old man not to look back, but to go to the direction of Duke Sheng's Mansion first, and then turn to the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion.

When he saw a pair of stone lions at the entrance of Jing'an Marquis' Mansion and three or five guards at the entrance, Shi Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

Opening her palms, the crescent-like bloodstains left by a few fingernails were clearly visible. She gave the old man an extra ten pieces of money, and put everything on the oxcart into her arms one by one, and then entered Jinganhou through the corner gate.

Mansion.

As soon as he entered the house, the rough lady came up with a smile and took the things in Shi Jin's arms, and volunteered to take them back to Qingfeng Courtyard.

Shi Jin was exhausted at the moment, so he didn't refuse. He thanked the old lady directly and gave her a few big bucks to drink with her. The old lady narrowed her eyes with joy and praised Shi Jin so much that everything in the world was high.

of.

Shi Jin was too lazy to make excuses with others at the moment and went back to Qingfeng Court without mentioning it.

As soon as she left, another woman named Cai curled her lips and said, "She's just a maid, why are you praising her so much?"

The first mother-in-law thought to herself that the maid that the master valued was different from other maids, not to mention that this one was the person who was the most important to the second master.

She also heard the little maid in the eldest lady's courtyard mention that the second master Jin Ke had personally obtained it from the old lady at this time, and there was no guarantee that he would become such a noble person in the future.

It's just that I didn't bother to argue with others about this, so I just happily brought everything to Qingfengyuan without mentioning it.

When Shi Jinqi returned to Qingfengyuan, he first went to Siqi to click Mao, and then returned to the wing to rest.

Zhi Hua couldn't stand her, so he curled his lips and shook Siqi, who was doing embroidery a little aggrievedly, "Sister, if you leave the house, she and I will be the only ones left in Qingfeng Courtyard. It will be really uncomfortable!"

Because Si Qi was planning to get married, he was a little too lazy about the affairs in Er Ye's courtyard. However, seeing that Zhi Hua was in a bad mood, he still raised his eyes slightly, and his voice became a little colder, "Let's see

Well, it would be better for the old lady to put a few more talents in the Second Master’s yard, one by one, which will give them some ideas.”

Her words were quite rude.

Knowing that the painting was chattering and knowing that he was being abrupt, he couldn't help but stop talking and concentrate on the embroidery work at hand.

The second master's clothes are naturally purchased and purchased by the embroiderers in the mansion. Small items such as shoes and socks, sachets, belts and the like are mostly made by the personal maid. Right now, she is holding the uppers of the second master's boots, waiting for them.

I embroidered the welt with cloud brocade and put it together with the sole of the shoe.

Shi Jin rested for a while in the ear room, feeling a little scared in her heart. She thought about her low status, so why did she provoke a rough man to intercept her?

Thinking about the few words said by the leader and his subordinates, I felt vaguely that this matter might have something to do with Kang Shicheng.

For a moment, I felt lucky that Cui Xiucai and Adi could move away, so that these people would not be able to do anything to him, but would instead go to seek bad luck for them personally.

While her thoughts were complicated, she stared blankly at the carved white rice paper window lattice, feeling a little lost in thought.

It can be seen that the children of the aristocratic family often bully those who are weak and afraid of the strong, but the second master did not want to take it out on her, a little maid. I felt a little depressed, and drank herbal tea again, but it could not suppress the depression in my heart.

These feelings fermented little by little, and until the second master came back, they were still lingering in his mind, with tired brows and eyes, and a languid expression.

As soon as the second master entered the door, with just one glance, he could tell that something was wrong with Shi Jin.

Without moving his eyebrows, he waved his hand and dismissed Shi Mo and Zhi Hua. Then he walked into the study room with leisurely steps, sat upright on the low couch, and looked at the little maid with a low eyebrow across the book case, personally serving him.

Serve tea.

Shi Jin made tea with the charm of being a chess player. In his hand was a small teapot with red sandalwood branches entwined with flowers. During the brewing process, a stream of light brown water followed the white greasy wrist and rushed into a small bowl of the same color with entangled flowers.

Hot air rises, and the aroma of tea greets your nose.

Qi Mojing just looked at the thin sleeves that were stacked up to her elbows with Shi Jin's movements. Suddenly, the jade lotus root-like white color had a melting light yellow halo against the candlelight, and an inexplicable feeling rose in her heart.

Sow thirst.

He gently stirred up the tea foam with the purple tea lid, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and did not look at the beautiful scene. His tone was as ice-breaking as before, "Say, what's the matter?"

Shi Jin didn't expect him to ask such a question, and immediately raised his head in surprise. However, the second master only held the tea bowl with his knuckled hands, and gently blew the boiling tea soup. The old god was there.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the second master glanced at her again and said, "My thoughts are all on my face. Don't you know?"

Shi Jinyou pursed her lips and briefly described what happened during the day in a few words. When she said this, her tone was calm, as if it had nothing to do with her and it was just a trivial matter.

Qi Mojing listened to what she said, and looked at her again, and saw that the little maid's hands were neatly wrapped in her sleeves, folded over her abdomen, and she still stood with a low eyebrow and a pleasant look.

There was a faint smile in his eyes. Although it was subtle, he knew that she was losing her temper.

At that moment, he bent his right index finger lightly and tapped lightly on the desk. He seemed to be thinking about it, but the final words he said were still cold, "What do you think about this matter?"

"I'm just a little maid, I really don't understand this." Shi Jin said casually.

After I finished speaking, I felt that my words were a little more urgent, and I felt a little annoyed at the moment.

The second master saw everything in his eyes, but he was too lazy to point out her little resentful thoughts. He just narrowed his eyes with enchantment and looked up at her slightly, "Raise your head."

Shi Jin didn't mind the sudden words of the second master, and immediately raised his sulky eyebrows to face the second master's appraising eyes.

When their eyes met, she felt that her little thoughts were seen through at a glance, and she couldn't help but lose her momentum, and her head dropped again.

However, the hand that the second master was tapping on the table took advantage of the situation and he raised it, grabbing her chin, forcing her to raise her head to look at him.

"What? How dare you get angry with me?" he said.

Shi Jin was startled, and his attitude became a little more humble, "This slave has not..."

"Ha..." Qi Mojing withdrew his hand, and the coldness on his body dissipated like a tide, holding the book in one hand, "I will handle this matter."

He lowered his head and stopped looking at her.

Shi Jin stood on one side, staring blankly at the candlelight.

It was rare for the master and the servant to be quiet. The candles beeped occasionally, the candles jumped slightly, and the shadows of the two of them swayed slightly.

When Qi Mojing looked up again, he saw the little maid's eyes piercing through the candlelight, staring at him blankly.

Her gaze was ethereal, as if she was looking through him, looking at another person, and as if she had been looking at him without ever taking a wrong look.

This illusion made his fingertips numb for a moment, his Adam's apple moved slightly, he coughed lightly, and waved to her.
Chapter completed!