Qingqiu is difficult

Chapter 38 My fox, only I can bully him

You don't have to look up to know it.

Song lowered his eyes and let the scissors approach him step by step——

If she decided to stab him or kill him for revenge, he would never resist - he owed her this.

He closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. The fire gradually went out. It was time to call people to change the basin, but he didn't want to wake up. He was afraid to face her.

After just waiting for a while, he heard the sound of a cloth being twisted, and someone seemed to be tugging at the corner of his clothes faintly.

He opened his eyes and looked, and saw Xin Yi carefully cut open his robe, took out the "cotton" inside, and spread it in the palm of his hand - what kind of cotton was it? It was obviously catkins mixed with some low-quality impurity cotton. Even the piping of bird feathers, only the outer layer is good.

Immediately afterwards, he was hugged and wrapped tightly.

He stretched out his hand and stroked Xin Yi's head: "If you don't sleep well, what are you doing secretly?"

Xin Yi raised his head and saw her face full of grievances, her mouth flattened, tears in her eyes, and she said with a mournful face:

"How can they use this kind of thing as a coat for you! What is this! It's so cold today, how cold you must be!"

When she grabbed his collar this morning, she noticed that something inside didn't feel right.

Song's heart trembled, he helped Xin Yi up and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not an ordinary human..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Lu Xinyi took off his robe, walked to the door angrily, threw the robe at the door, and said to the palace attendants on both sides:
"Call the people who prepare clothes for the prince consort to come quickly! Right now!"

These people are really the best teammates!Lu Xinyi cursed in his heart, you have offended me. Not only did we have a gap in our hearts, but I still had to try my best to coax him. Really, adding ten levels of difficulty, Bai Mi Yi Shu created you!

She turned around and went back to the couch. Seeing Song sitting on the wicker chair looking at her with a playful expression, she loudly asked for two braziers from the door. The room was warm for a while, and in just one cup of tea, several tailors Then he knelt down in front of the couch, and the leader was shaking into a ball.

Xin Yi sat cross-legged on the couch:
"Did you see the shabby coat at the door?"

The tailor trembled and said: "Go back to your highness and see..."

"Princess, I'm sorry, it's all the slaves who were confused for a moment!" Before the leading tailor could say anything, the one behind him could no longer hold on.

Xin Yi rolled his eyes at the tailors: "Why are you doing this? Do you want to save money to buy good cotton? Or do you think the prince-in-law...or maybe I, the princess, don't have a clear mind and want to deceive you?"

"The slave dare not, the slave dare not..."

Lu Xinyi rolled his eyes, sat upright, and said, "Why is that? You know, I never like nonsense."

As she said that, she asked Xiao Cong to bring in the wolf dog. The wolf dog was born ferocious and was as tall as an adult man. It could bite off a person's neck with just one mouth.

The tailor was so frightened that he peed his pants, knelt on the ground and burst into tears:

"Princess, spare your life! I only took people's money. I was greedy for small profits and made a big mistake. I will never dare to do it again!"

Xin Yi raised his hand, and Xiao Cong led the wolf dog to the door. Seeing that the tailor couldn't hide it anymore, he could only say with a sad face:

"Princess, we, after listening to Princess Yaming's instructions, gave the Prince Consort a small punishment. The slaves really don't dare to have other bad intentions!"

Ya Ming?A trace of confusion flashed in Xin Yi's eyes. She turned to look at Hua Lu. Hua Lu had already expected it. She leaned over and covered her mouth and said to Xin Yi:
"Yaming has a very good relationship with her brother Liuzhang. She must have hated Master Tushan for taking her brother's place, and wanted to make things difficult for him and drive him away. On the other hand, because of the eldest prince's preference, she has always treated you She is quite dissatisfied, but she doesn’t dare to make a fuss about you, so that’s why..."

Lu Xinyi felt helpless and said angrily:

"Since you think it's just a small punishment, then tomorrow you will put on the coats at the door, and the two of you will do the same. The prince-in-law has many such coats. Each of you will wear one, and go to sweep the snow for me. There is no room in the house. You can see a snowdrift, a piece of miscellaneous snow!" After that, she waved her hand and asked a few people to retreat.

Those few people could only break their teeth and swallow. When everyone left, the smile on Song's face did not diminish, and he looked at Xin Yi dreamily.

Xin Yi moved inside and made a bed available:
"I just lost your coat. It's cold over there. Come in and warm yourself up."

Song looked happy, rubbed his fingers, stood up, looked around, and said:
"This... is indeed a bit cold!"

Pretending to be calm, he walked to the bed and lay down carefully. Just as he was about to turn towards Xin Yi, he was completely covered by a quilt falling from the sky, including his head.

"There are exactly two quilts, and this one is still new."

Lu Xinyi blinked with innocent eyes, handed Tu Shansong the quilt, and turned on the lamp to sleep.

After struggling for a long time, she was also a little tired.

It took Song a long time to react. He hugged the quilt, nodded dullly, and then lay down meekly.

The next day, the story of the tailor wearing catkins and cotton-padded clothes to sweep snow spread throughout the princess palace. One or two princes also knew about it, but they were all used to it. Compared with the rumors that the people were cruel to Xin Yi, this harsh criticism was nothing.

Xin Yi finished his breakfast, put a pair of chopsticks heavily on the table, and said angrily:

"I didn't know there was a reason to let the consort wash the dishes!"

Seeing that Tu Shansong had gained power, an attendant came to complain to Xinyi early in the morning. After hearing this, Lu Xinyi became furious and angrily asked the chef for an explanation.

As soon as she walked out of the door, she suddenly had a plan in mind. She turned to an unknown maid guarding the door and called:

"Hey, come here."

When she went out again, she was already wearing the clothes of a maid, and asked Xiao Cong to freshen and dress her up. If they didn't distinguish carefully, others would think she was a maid from some palace.

It was noon, Lu Xinyi put his food aside, and slipped into the kitchen alone. He saw Huazhu Hualu carrying their food and leaving, leaving some servants who were cleaning the princess' mansion to eat and wait for the second wave. He also left, leaving a group of people who did menial and tiring work to go in for dinner.

Xin Yi walked over and lined up behind a big man riding a horse. When it was her turn, there was only some vegetable soup and rice left. After receiving the food, she found a bench and was about to sit down, but was grabbed by the big man on the side. The collar lifted her up like a chicken.

"Is this a place where you can sit? Where do you belong? Get out of here." The big man put her aside and said impatiently.

Xin Yi was not annoyed. He took care of the meal and said with a smile, "Brother, I am newly transferred to take care of the prince-in-law's daily life. I missed the meal today and my sisters asked me to come here to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, the men burst into laughter.

"Consort? That guy is your master? He is worse than a slave himself, and you are still hahahahaha. You might as well follow Shubai and let the horse go and pay back the consort."

As soon as she finished saying this, Xin Yi was just stunned. She glanced at the faces of the people around her - they usually looked docile and simple, but at this time she was extremely proud, as if she had trampled the Tu Shansong in their mouths. The lower they are, the higher they can rise.

While he was in a trance, a man came over, took the rice bowl from Xin Yi's hand, and said:

"Since you are a slave of that mountain, don't waste this bowl of rice. I'm not full yet!"

As he spoke, he mixed the rice with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

Just as Xin Yi was about to speak, a young and clear voice behind her sounded one step ahead of her:
"He San, you are just a dung digger. Others at least serve the princess. What are you serving?"

(End of this chapter)