Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

Qing Sheng met the girl Huayue had been talking about just now.

But only carriages were seen.

In the ice and snow, there were many tall servants standing on both sides, some with swords on their waists.

When they noticed someone walking out of the Merlin, the servants turned their heads and stared cautiously.

After recognizing Hua Yue, he looked away.

Sure enough, just like Huayue's noble aura, even the horses pulling the sedan are all white and very handsome.

Hua Yue pulled Qing Jiang to the carriage, saluted the girl in the sedan chair and said, "Girl, Hua Yue has brought the child!"

A corner of the curtain embroidered with plum blossoms was gently lifted, revealing a slender finger.

The gilt hand stove was handed out by another little girl kneeling at the entrance of the sedan chair.

Huayue still held the food box in her hand and turned to wink at Qing Jiang: "The girl is warming your hands, hurry up!"

Qing Jiang was urged forward in a daze, and when he took the stove, he smelled the same fragrance as Hua Yue's.

Just a little richer.

She didn't recognize how valuable the things in her hands were, but she only knew that her cold hands were quickly warmed by the small stove.

Inside the filigree-hollow lid is gold charcoal printed in the shape of a plum blossom. The smell that Qing Jiang smelled before was emanating from the spices mixed in it.

The palms of my hands were quickly warmed by the small stove.

Huayue also placed the food box in her hand on the carriage at this time.

She half-knelt in front of the sedan door and said Qing Sheng's name to the faceless girl inside.

After a long time, Qing Jiang, who was standing in front of the carriage, heard a pleasant voice coming from the other side of the curtain: "Qing Jiang? What two words are they?"

Qing Jiang didn't know which words it was, and the name suddenly came to mind.

The girl seemed to notice something under Qing Sheng's dress.

After sighing softly, he asked: "Why are you alone?"

Qing Sheng didn't speak, but Hua Yue was anxious: "The girl is asking you something, tell her quickly."

"I don't know." Qing Jiang said blankly, "I also forgot."

"I forgot..." The girl's voice was still gentle, "It's better to forget some things in the past."

It seemed that he was really frozen. Qing Jiang felt that the girl's words were not just talking about her.

"Since you forgot, are you willing to go back with me? I really need a companion by my side." Those beautiful hands lifted the curtain higher, and the Tian family girl leaned out from behind the curtain, "Are you willing?"

When he saw Hua Yue, Qing Jiang was still thinking that with such a maid beside him, the master must also be an extremely beautiful woman.

The Tian family girl has beautiful hands, a graceful figure, and a very elegant temperament.

But her face is not pretty.

In other words, that face seems to be incompatible with the temperament of the Tian family girl.

It's a very ordinary face.

It can be called dull.

Unlike her thick hair, her eyebrows are scarce, as if they can't grow.

The nose is thick and the mouth is big.

Qing Jiang stared blankly at Miss Tian who showed her face.

But in her eyes, there was no pity or confusion that Miss Tian often saw on other people's faces.

He was just dumbfounded, as if he was still thinking about asking her if she wanted to be his companion.

Miss Tian raised her hand and touched her face.

Everyone who sees her like this will lament that it is a pity.

It's a pity that there is a good girl in the Tian family, but she doesn't have good looks like other girls in the Tian family. With such a face, she can't even get married.

"It doesn't look like what you imagined, does it?" Miss Tian smiled frankly, "But my face was given to me by my parents. They often say it's a pity that I didn't get their good looks."

Except for her, all the girls in the Tian family are very good-looking.

Even the maids at home are prettier than her.

Parents often feel sad.

It's a pity that his eldest daughter doesn't have good looks, and it's a pity that the other girls under his knees have been delayed because the eldest daughter has not agreed to get married.

Qing Jiang came back to his senses and shook his head fiercely: "It looks good."

Miss Tian stopped, raised her eyes in surprise and looked at Qing Jiang in front of the carriage.

"You're pretty!" Qing Sheng seemed to be afraid that Miss Tian wouldn't believe it, so he nodded vigorously, "Miss Tian is very pretty, and you have a pair of pretty eyes. That's enough!"

Snowflakes fell between the two.

Miss Tian's eyes are bright, and there is a small black mole under the sparse and short eyelashes.

Miss Tian smiled. Although her parents often scolded her not to laugh in front of others, she still laughed sincerely this time.

"The green girl comes out to bring down the frost and snow." She said softly, "Since you don't know what the two characters in your name are, then choose the characters from this allusion."

After saying that, Miss Tian stretched out her hand to pull Qing Jiang into the carriage, spread out Qing Jiang's small hand and placed it on her left hand, and gently wrote the word Qing Jiang on her palm with her right index finger.

The itching sensation in the palm of his hand made Qing Sheng shrink his fingers unconsciously, and Miss Tian held them again with a smile.

The heating enveloped Qing Jiang's cold body and warmed the cold heart in Miss Tian's chest.

"Thank you, Qing Jiang."

To be able to raise a maid like Huayue, Miss Tian is also an excellent person.

After bringing Qing Jiang back to Tian Mansion, he first spent a lot of time recuperating her malnourished body.

Be patient and enlighten her again, dictating sentences to read.

time flies.

Love makes people grow flesh and blood.

Qing Sheng's originally thin body was carefully taken care of by Miss Tian, ​​and the terrible scars on his face were covered with ointment every day.

In the end, only a light red scar was left.

On this day, the magnolia flowers bloomed in front of the window.

Miss Tian was sitting in the room, patiently applying ointment to Qing Jiang.

The milky white paste is applied to the skin and melted by the temperature of the fingertips, making it look like a face full of sweat.

Miss Tian dried it carefully and laughed out loud when she saw that Qing Jiang still had the same dazed look as when he first saw her.

"Qing Jiang, you have learned a lot, why do you still look stupid?" she asked, "What are you usually thinking about?"

Huayue, who was waiting on the side, was holding the medicine box and saw the look on Qing Jiang's face.

Another maid named Mayue whom I saw on the sedan chair before was sitting in front of the table embroidering.

When Wu Yue was retracting the needle, she raised her head and glanced at Qing Jiang: "Xiao Qing Jiang, you haven't spoken often in the past few months." Then she put the thread in her mouth and bit it off, "Now the girl is asking you, what do you want? Just go back to the girl."

Although Wu Yue was assigned to Miss Tian relatively late, she is the oldest among the maids in the courtyard.

Very stable.

It is also May who usually teaches Qingjiang some Tianfu rules.

Only then did Qing Jiang come back to his senses: "Girl." There were many bright and beautiful cloths on the desk next to her, "Why did the girl refuse to marry?"

They were all sent by the matchmaker, but Miss Tian put down her words and wanted to return them.

It also means rejection.

However, everyone in the Tian family hopes that the fourteen-year-old girl Tian will have a good relationship with her husband's family.

The old lady beside the mistress came to persuade her several times for such a move.

Qing Sheng also couldn't understand why Miss Tian didn't want to accept it.

She had already gone to help Miss Tian to find out.

The person proposing marriage this time is handsome, there are no concubines in the room, and the surroundings are very clean.

Seems like a good match.