Daukou pouted her lips and said on behalf of Qingwan: "I'm afraid if this continues, the concubine will pay less and less attention to the young lady."
Qing Wan said indifferently: "She didn't take me seriously at all." In Wen Yi's eyes, she was afraid that she was not even qualified to be Ji Lanjin's concubine.
The two returned to Mugung Pavilion and saw Zi Su sitting at the door with a small stool embroidering purses. Seeing Qing Wan coming back, they hurriedly put away their needlework and got up to open the curtain for Qing Wan. They saw Qing Wan's fair skin was tanned by the sun.
It turned red, and I couldn't help but feel distressed and muttered: "The sun is so bright outside, why didn't you hold an umbrella when you went out?"
Daukou stuck out her tongue guiltily and said, "It's all my fault. I was in such a hurry when I went out that I forgot about it. I thought it would be okay to take a carriage, so I didn't come back to get it. Who knew I would have to walk back in the end."
Hearing this, Zi Su immediately asked with concern: "But the carriage is broken? Why don't you let the coachman come back in advance to send a message and ask the housekeeper to send a new carriage to pick you up? How can the young lady walk in such a strong sun?"
Come back?" Then she looked at Daukou behind her with disapproval: "The same goes for you. You follow the lady without any advice. How can you let the lady have her own way? What if it gets hot outside?
good?"
Daukou pursed her lips and said nothing. She really didn't expect this.
Then I heard Qing Wan say: "It has nothing to do with Daukou. The carriage is not broken. I just wanted to go to the shop and have a look. Seeing that the road was not too far, I didn't take the car. I went shopping with Daukou along the street.
Just walked back like this. Besides, I'm not as delicate as you said, and I'll get hot if I just go out and walk around."
Zi Su looked helpless: "With such a strong sun, others try their best to hide in the house and not go out. It's better for the young lady. She relies on her fair skin and is worried that she won't be able to tan outside."
Qing Wan smiled good-naturedly and said: "Okay, I will just remember to bring an umbrella when I go out from now on." Just as she was about to enter the house, she realized something was wrong and couldn't help but stop, turned around and looked around, and asked Zi Su doubtfully
He said: "By the way, why is the yard so quiet? Where are the others?" At this time on weekdays, even if everyone is not busy in the yard, they will hide in the corridor to take a nap or enjoy the cool air, but today there is not a soul in sight.
I couldn't help but wonder.
Zi Su said: "It's Bai Tan and the others. They arranged for everyone to finish everything early in the morning and asked them to go back to the house. They said it was because the weather was hot and they were all outside, so they were prone to heatstroke. Miss.
Also be upset."
Qingwan listened and thought this arrangement was good, so she didn't say anything more and immediately entered the house.
He saw Bai Hua cleaning up the room. When he saw Qing Wan, he immediately stopped what he was doing and ran over with a smile: "Princess, are you back? Sister Bai Tan specially prepared sour plum soup and put it in the kitchen to cool down with ice cubes.
"Here, I'm keeping it for you to drink when the princess comes back. Can your slave bring it to you? In the past, the prince loved to drink the sour plum soup made by Sister Baitan. He said that even Yipinju outside couldn't make it as good as Sister Baitan." Then he mumbled again.
She pursed her lips and complained in a low voice: "But Sister Baitan is also the stingiest. She doesn't allow us to drink more every time. She says she wants to keep it for the prince, so we are only allowed to drink a little bit, which is not enough to satisfy our appetite. Now that the princess has not come back,
She even refused to allow us to touch her."
She looked like she was going to serve Qingwan, but as if she was rushing to satisfy her own craving. Daukou pouted her lips and said on behalf of Qingwan: "I'm afraid if this goes on, the concubine will become less and less careful.
The lady takes it seriously."
Qing Wan said indifferently: "She didn't take me seriously at all." In Wen Yi's eyes, she was afraid that she was not even qualified to be Ji Lanjin's concubine.
The two returned to Mugung Pavilion and saw Zi Su sitting at the door with a small stool embroidering purses. Seeing Qing Wan coming back, they hurriedly put away their needlework and got up to open the curtain for Qing Wan. They saw Qing Wan's fair skin was tanned by the sun.
It turned red, and I couldn't help but feel distressed and muttered: "The sun is so bright outside, why didn't you hold an umbrella when you went out?"
Daukou stuck out her tongue guiltily and said, "It's all my fault. I was in such a hurry when I went out that I forgot about it. I thought it would be okay to take a carriage, so I didn't come back to get it. Who knew I would have to walk back in the end."
Hearing this, Zi Su immediately asked with concern: "But the carriage is broken? Why don't you let the coachman come back in advance to send a message and ask the housekeeper to send a new carriage to pick you up? How can the young lady walk in such a strong sun?"
Come back?" Then she looked at Daukou behind her with disapproval: "The same goes for you. You follow the lady without any advice. How can you let the lady have her own way? What if it gets hot outside?
good?"
Daukou pursed her lips and said nothing. She really didn't expect this.
Then I heard Qing Wan say: "It has nothing to do with Daukou. The carriage is not broken. I just wanted to go to the shop and have a look. Seeing that the road was not too far, I didn't take the car. I went shopping with Daukou along the street.
Just walked back like this. Besides, I'm not as delicate as you said, and I'll get hot if I just go out and walk around."
Zi Su looked helpless: "With such a strong sun, others try their best to hide in the house and not go out. It's better for the young lady. She relies on her fair skin and is worried that she won't be able to tan outside."
Qing Wan smiled good-naturedly and said: "Okay, I will just remember to bring an umbrella when I go out from now on." Just as she was about to enter the house, she realized something was wrong and couldn't help but stop, turned around and looked around, and asked Zi Su doubtfully
He said: "By the way, why is the yard so quiet? Where are the others?" At this time on weekdays, even if everyone is not busy in the yard, they will hide in the corridor to take a nap or enjoy the cool air, but today there is not a soul in sight.
I couldn't help but wonder.
Zi Su said: "It's Bai Tan and the others. They arranged for everyone to finish everything early in the morning and asked them to go back to the house. They said it was because the weather was hot and they were all outside, so they were prone to heatstroke. Miss.
Also be upset."
Qingwan listened and thought this arrangement was good, so she didn't say anything more and immediately entered the house.
He saw Bai Hua cleaning up the room. When he saw Qing Wan, he immediately stopped what he was doing and ran over with a smile: "Princess, are you back? Sister Bai Tan specially prepared sour plum soup and put it in the kitchen to cool down with ice cubes.
"Here, I'm keeping it for you to drink when the princess comes back. Can your slave bring it to you? In the past, the prince loved to drink the sour plum soup made by Sister Baitan. He said that even Yipinju outside couldn't make it as good as Sister Baitan." Then he mumbled again.
She pursed her lips and complained in a low voice: "But Sister Baitan is also the stingiest. She doesn't allow us to drink more every time. She says she wants to keep it for the prince, so we are only allowed to drink a little bit, which is not enough to satisfy our appetite. Now that the princess has not come back,
She even refused to allow us to touch her."
He didn't look like he was going to serve Qing Wan, but rather as if he was eager to satisfy his own craving.