win the hairpin

Chapter 80

Seeing King Jin sleeping deeply, Huang Ting, who had been by King Jin's side all the time, was also drowsy.

He yawned in his heart and raised his voice: "My lord, we're here."

King Jin opened his eyes, and immediately regained clarity after a moment of confusion.

After getting off the sedan chair, he took off the heavy headgear, handed it to Huang Ting, strode in, and as soon as he entered the gate, You Song came over and said in a low voice: "My lord, Ba Ye is here."

King Jin walked towards the apse without turning his head: "No see."

You Song secretly yelled for Xie Zhou.

Letting Xie Zhou sit on the bench was more painful than sealing his mouth. He couldn't hear, see, or speak. How could this eighth master who was keen on stabbing people be able to bear it.

"Yes."

"Is Qin Niang here?"

"arrive."

"Let her be a companion tomorrow."

"Yes."

Qin Niang escaped unharmed in Bie Zhuang and hid in a pile of charcoal. She didn't know what was going on outside, and she didn't dare to show her face. verb: move.

She kept hiding like a ghost, saving her life. Once she entered the palace, she lost her strength and fell asleep without knowing anything else.

She didn't wake up from the guest room until the sun was high, and when she heard that King Jin asked her to go to Zhuxi Zhai to accompany Mrs. Song, she hurriedly rummaged through the boxes and chests to fix herself.

She inherited beauty and poverty from her parents. The two cannot be combined. Once both are present, people will fall into the abyss.

Having seen the dangers in the world, she knows that beauty is also her weapon. With this, she can do a job with ease among men and is invincible, so she also cherishes it very much and always pays attention to grooming.

But today is not going well.

She asked the little servant who brought the things suspiciously, "Why isn't there even a mirror in this room?"

The waiter said: "Yesterday Huang Duzhi ordered us to put it into the warehouse."

"What are you doing in the warehouse?" Qin Niang became more and more puzzled, "Can you get me some?"

The little waiter shook his head: "I don't know, I know the order, saying that without his order, you can't take a piece of debris out, or you just put it in front of the water basin?"

Qin Niang nodded helplessly, dressed herself very cleanly, ate a hasty breakfast, and went out.

Following behind the waiter, she looked carefully at the scenery in the palace, and suddenly felt that the palace was very similar to King Jin.

At the first glance, it was already amazing, but if you look closely, there are many hidden caves, as if you can never finish exploring.

She was originally very moved by King Jin who saved her from the fire and water, but she only touched the true nature of King Jin slightly, and her love disappeared without a trace, leaving only respect.

I don't know if this unimpeded Mrs. Song is the same for King Jin.

Bamboo gradually increased, and at the end, it was all bamboo, high and low, thick and thin, covering a deep and shallow green.

There is a sense of calm and otherworldliness when walking on the path, and it brings a chill at the same time.

The path continued, as if it had no end. Looking around, there was nothing but bamboo, and the green shade fell on the ground, covering Qin Niang, making her gradually get out of fear.

Bamboo mountains and bamboo seas, only the sound of wind and birdsong reverberates, and the footsteps are too light to suppress the oppression brought by the creatures of heaven and earth, which makes people feel a little panic from the bottom of their hearts.

Qin Niang became more and more timid as she walked, and the wider and taller the bamboo forest, the more insignificant she became involuntarily. Even the servant leading the way couldn't help speeding up her pace.

She didn't dare to lag behind, and followed the servant closely, and she was relieved when she saw the black eaves of the yard flying out from the embrace of the bamboo.

People who live here must have a firm mind that is different from ordinary people, otherwise it would be hard not to be afraid.

The servant quickly walked a few steps, walked to the black Guangliang gate, grabbed the brass animal ring, and patted it three times.

The three words "Zhuxizhai" are mentioned on the door lintel. I don't know who wrote it, and it has an ancient meaning.

The door was opened, and there was a wide courtyard paved with bluestone slabs, without flowers and plants, and the chopped bamboos were neatly stacked on one side, stacked one after the other.

Qin Niang looked at these bamboos very curiously, wondering what the purpose of these bamboos are here.

A nanny came out from the porch, her hair already had silver strands, it was neatly combed, she had a purple chrysanthemum on her hairpin, she looked very kind, the old lady could be everyone's grandmother, better than many old ladies from wealthy families style.

"Miss Qin," Yun Yun greeted her with a smile, "The eldest lady is inside, please come in."

After finishing speaking, she drew up the thick cloth curtain and invited Qin Niang in.

There are two carved gold balls hanging under the curtain, making the curtain very smooth.

Qin Niang took off her embroidered shoes and went in wearing white socks, and Mother Yun put her shoes behind the screen.

She paid attention to Nanny Yun, and saw that although she was doing the work of serving others, her gestures were well-behaved and smooth, as if she had undergone long-term training.

Could this be the female official brought out from the palace by King Jin?
She inexplicably thought of the words "Golden House Cangjiao".

Pulling back her chaotic thoughts, she took a deep breath and walked in. There was a charcoal fire in the room, which was very warm. Song Huiyue sat sideways on the ground and peeled oranges.

She is very serious and patient, puffing her cheeks, peeling the oranges with a child's attitude.

If it was the first time they met, Qinniang would definitely think that she was an innocent girl who was still childish.

However, in the Biezhuang, Qinniang has already seen her other side, so she was never deceived, but saw her "badness" from her face.

She is persistent, meticulous, and quiet like a child, but with great destructive power. If she offends her, she can hunt and kill her forever.

She subconsciously wanted to stay away from Song Huiyue so as not to be involved.

Nanny Yun stepped forward and said softly, "Mistress, Miss Qin is here."

Song Huiyue turned around as if waking up from a dream.

Turning around, Qinniang suddenly understood why the mirrors were put away.

Song Huiyue has big eyes and double eyelids, thick eyebrows and eyelashes, sharp-edged lips, and a beautiful shape. She is a natural beauty. If she is lively, she will be very energetic and agile.

It's a pity that the scars on her face are too terrifying, making people ignore all her beauty.

Song Huiyue stood up from the ground and smiled carefully: "Miss Liu, please sit down."

With the word Liu Niangzi, Qin Niang's eyes immediately became moist, and she threw away her previous thoughts of wanting to stay away from Song Huiyue.

Her surname is Liu, and her single name is the word Qin.

After her uncle sold her, the old bustard changed her name to Qin Niang, erased her surname, and lost her roots. Since then, everyone has called her Qin Niang.

Only when King Jin met for the first time, he called her Liu Qin and rescued her from the fire pit.

Now Song Huiyue called Liu Niangzi, and called her respectably, as if she was also a spoiled boudoir girl.

This Mrs. Song, she can't help but not be close to her, she can't help but not love her.

"My lady's hair is a bit messy." She smiled and stepped forward, "If you don't mind, let me do a cloud bun for you."

Song Huiyue was more kind than she thought, very easy to get along with, she nodded, sat cross-legged on the ground, and asked Liu Qin to rearrange her hair.

Liu Qin took out a half-moon-shaped boxwood comb from her sleeve pocket, with a circle of fine white pearls on the ridge of the comb, and combed Song Huiyue's hair quietly.

(End of this chapter)