Heart of the Palace: Golden Branches and Jade Leaves

Xiang Wanchun was doing chores like cleaning and tidying up, so he had very few chances to meet Su Shuangran, but he did have some contact with Qinglian, her personal maid.If it is said that Xiang Wanchun's inflexible hands and feet are annoying, it is better to say that Qinglian has a lot of troubles with her.

Su Shuangran loves to read, so a corner in the bedroom where Babaoge should have been placed was replaced with a bookcase full of classics.The pages of the book are neat and well placed.No one told Xiang Wanchun what to pay attention to when she tidied up for the first time. When she took off the books in the cabinet and started tidying up, an exclamation followed: "What are you doing?!"

Xiang Wanchun was startled, and the book in his hand almost fell loose.Fushun was flustered, and she looked at the visitor in bewilderment: "What's wrong?"

"Are you still ashamed to ask? Why did you take this book down? Don't you know that your mother never likes others to touch her things?" Qinglian's anxiety was clearly visible. He picked up the book at hand, looked left and right for a while, and then slowly put it back to the original place according to the deep memory.

"Come on, I haven't plastered it yet." Xiang Wanchun knew it would be better not to talk too much at this time, but he took all the books down and put them back without cleaning them. Isn't the previous hard work just a waste of time?

Qinglian stopped what she was doing, glanced at the rag in Xiang Wanchun's hand, and frowned deeply at the other party's words: "You can't be smarter? Do you want me to teach you things like dusting with a duster?"

Seeing Qinglian's anger in his eyes, Xiang Wanchun was about to step forward to help clean up, but was stopped by Qinglian's displeasure: "Let's go, stay here, don't mess around here."

Refusing to accept the kindness but tidying up so embarrassingly and laboriously, Qinglian's appearance made people tickle and anxious, Xiang Wanchun hesitated again and again, and said it softly: "Actually, I still remember the location of those books. on."

After a long time of fidgeting, she still couldn't manage her thoughts like a headless chicken. After hearing the words, Qinglian turned her head angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xiang Wanchun flat-mouthed, you didn't ask me, did you?Swallowing the words into her stomach, she said, "Let me clean up."

"Don't get me wrong!" With that said, Qinglian slowly put down the work she was doing, and looked at Xiang Wanchun's busy figure with her arms crossed.Xiang Wanchun moved swiftly, and put the books back in place in a short while.Qinglian saw it in her eyes, but she couldn't pick out any thorns, so she snorted through her nasal cavity.

Xiang Wanchun thought she could leave, and was about to retreat when Qinglian quickly called her back: "Hey, where are you going?"

"It's all packed here, I'll go clean it elsewhere." Xiang Wanchun stopped and explained to her.

"So fast?" The voice rose slightly, Qinglian obviously didn't believe it, she looked around, and her eyes finally fell on a certain place.

"Where is it cleaned?" Qinglian pursed her lips, walked to the floor-to-ceiling vase, reached out and touched the mouth of the bottle, and raised her dirty fingertips in front of Xiang Wanchun, "Look, look, what is this?" ? So much dust, where else do you want to clean it?"

The dark fingertips can be seen at a glance as the dust that has accumulated for a long time without paying attention to cleaning.Such a troublemaker at the stall would definitely ignore it and go about his own work at the moment. Fortunately, Xiang Wanchun has a good temper: "I was negligent, so I will clean it up."

Qinglian nodded slightly satisfied, then became unhappy again, raised her dirty hand and pointed at Xiang Wanchun's forehead: "What about me, my slave...do you know, you girl who has no rules?" She took her hand again Open, a black mark landed on the corner of Xiang Wanchun's forehead.

Speaking of Qinglian, Daxiang Wanchun is only three or four years old, at most she is a young lady of the same generation.So every time she sees her exalting her seniority to criticize others, Xiang Wanchun can't stop laughing: "Yes, I know."

Mingming Xiang Wanchun laughed so hard that it made people angry, but her words were sincere and not perfunctory, which made Qinglian lose her stomach in vain and had no choice but to blame her.Just as she was thinking of a way to frustrate people, she caught sight of Su Shuangran's figure, Qinglian grinned, and shouted unwillingly: "Your Majesty!"

"What's the matter?" When Su Shuangran came in, she saw Xiang Wanchun standing aside and being well-behaved under training, but Qinglian's hesitant and aggrieved expression made her a little confused.

Fingertips full of ashes were spread out in front of Su Shuangran, and Qinglian said in a difficult tone: "Your Majesty, this girl is clumsy, she can't even clean a place cleanly, I really can't manage it... "After speaking, he took a look at Xiang Wanchun with his eyes.

No matter how affectionate Qinglian said, Su Shuangran still said the same words: "You also know that she has only entered the palace not long ago, and she doesn't understand many things, so just teach her slowly." The words are as gentle as people, so gentle Anyone who is gentle and gentle will love it.

Qinglian felt that Su Shuangran was too nice to Xiang Wanchun, so she pursed her mouth and revealed all the things she didn't intend to tell: "Your Majesty, you don't know, she has turned over all your books."

Hearing this, Su Shuangran walked to the bookshelf, picked out a few books and flipped through them: "Isn't it all well laid out?" Su Shuangran was also surprised, wondering why Qinglian was so stubborn, and asked Xiang Wan beside her Chun, "What hobbies does Wan Chun have on weekdays?"

Living in the bandit's barracks to make ends meet, what you get is just a foolish life to fill your stomach, so there's nothing you like about it, Xiang Wanchun replied frankly: "There's nothing I like or dislike."

"What about embroidery and mending?" Su Shuangran shook her head when she saw Xiang Wanchun, and suddenly remembered the big white steamed bun, and smiled softly, "I remember that what you did in the cottage was cooking."

Xiang Wanchun suddenly realized, and said: "I... I am a servant who is good at cooking." This memory is indeed not good, and it was not Qinglian who hinted at it, she should still be forgetful and call me you and me.

"Does Wanchun want to go to the dining room?" Su Shuangran saw that Xiang Wanchun was not against her, she judged the advantages and disadvantages and said, "Although it is more tiring than working here, I always prefer to be good at it."

Not knowing where the worry came from, Qinglian raised her throat again in a breathless breath: "Ma'am, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to ask her to prepare meals."

Puzzled by Qinglian's objection, Su Shuangran turned to look at her: "Qinglian, tell me, what's wrong?"

"She moves slowly, and it's inevitable that she will make a mess in the back kitchen when she works over there." Qinglian said it without hesitation, as if she had already planned it in her heart.Su Shuangran laughed at her for worrying too much, Qinglian's face burned when she heard it, and her heart twitched.

"Then it's settled." Su Shuangran's tone was light and could not be refuted, and Qinglian had to reluctantly agree in the end.

Su Shuangran intentionally separated the two, but it didn't work out.Originally thought that Xiang Wanchun was transferred from her original post like this, and Qinglian would not seek her business again, but how did she expect that Xiang Wanchun's scene of eating buns was still caught by Qinglian.

"Okay, you, how dare you steal the food prepared for the empress here!" Qinglian tightened her eyebrows, "Do you think that the empress protects you, so you can be lawless?"

Xiang Wanchun paused, really embarrassed for a while, but reached out and took out another hot bun from the cage that was still emitting white smoke, and handed it to Qinglian, who was hissed by the heat: "Qinglian Sister, too?" Thinking that Su Shuangran wanted to eat her steamed buns on a whim, Xiang Wanchun rummaged through the back kitchen and felt that there are so many dishes in the palace, it is better to make steamed buns.It just so happens that she is good at vegetarian stuffed buns.

After steaming the buns, Xiang Wanchun took out a steamed bun from the steamer to try the taste, but Qinglian grabbed it unexpectedly.Rather than saying that Qinglian passed by unintentionally, it is better to say that she just came to see if Xiang Wanchun was lazy.Qinglian, who bumped into this side, was very proud, and pretended to be annoyed to see how Xiang Wanchun would deal with it.But Xiang Wanchun took it for granted and handed her the hot bun.

Qinglian smelled that the steamed stuffed bun was quite fragrant, so she hesitated to take it: "What, you want to bribe me with a steamed stuffed bun? No way."

"Actually, this is quite delicious," Xiang Wanchun saw that the steamed stuffed bun in his hand was bitten by himself anyway, and it was impossible to spit out the mouthful that was eaten in his stomach. It was a pity to throw it away for nothing, so he simply ate while eating. He tossed the steamed stuffed bun that was originally intended for Qinglian, "I made two baskets of steamed stuffed buns, and my mother will definitely not be able to finish them. I prepared a few more. Sister Qinglian, don't you really want it?"

Xiang Wanchun was good at coaxing, Qinglian relaxed a little: "Okay, then I'll try one." Then she took the bun from Xiang Wanchun's hand, and pulled Xiang Wanchun to find an inconspicuous corner to sit down Eat up.

From the beginning to the end, Qinglian didn't say whether it was good or not, but asked Xiang Wanchun for a second one, and it seemed that she had a good time eating it.Even though she was hungry, she couldn't eat the third bun that was as big as a fist, Qinglian clicked her lips, and said, "Come on, let's forget about today's matter, don't let me catch you again, or I won't be merciless." .”

Xiang Wanchun said yes flatteringly, and then asked: "Then next time, should I make a few more and keep them for Sister Qinglian?"

Qinglian's face burned when she heard this, and said angrily: "I don't think you are young, but you have a lot of eyes." As she said that, she wanted to pull Xiang Wanchun's ear.

Xiang Wanchun actually didn't think too much about it, he just asked casually when he saw that she liked it, "What's the matter?"

The movement of twisting the ear was changed to pointing to the forehead, and the man bent the neck in a daze, Qinglian finally hummed: "I will not go with you." Xiang Wanchun did not understand the meaning of this, and saw Qing Lian turned around and left.

Xiang Wanchun recalled something in a trance, stuck out her tongue, and made a face in the direction of people leaving: "Ah, why did you forget?" Fortunately, Qinglian left in a hurry and didn't pursue her too much. Otherwise, she will have to be lectured again.

Xiang Wanchun's memory, when will it grow?

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