Chapter 893 There is a poor little boy in my family 12
There was a snowfall in the capital yesterday. Now, except for a few red plum blossoms in the garden, everywhere in the Qingyuan Garden was covered with white snow. There was even a footless layer of snow on the ground.
A little girl wearing pink clothes stood under the eaves in front of the courtyard, staring at the ground in trance, with a furry scarf around her neck, and her hands retracted into the cotton hand coverings specially made for her.
Standing beside him were two maids waiting on him.
The second aunt saw this scene as soon as she entered the door. She couldn't help but raise her red lips and smiled meanly: "Hey, you came out specially to greet me? That's unnecessary. I can't stand the courtesy of the eldest lady. I ...Ouch!”
She twisted her slender waist and walked forward, talking as she walked, but unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the soles of her feet suddenly slipped and she fell on her back. Her butt landed on the ground and hit the gravel on the ground. The pain caused her delicate face to immediately distort, and one of the gorgeous and beautiful hairpins she was wearing on her head also slipped off.
Seeing this, Qing Wu showed a very shallow smile, and the slightly exposed little fangs were very cute.
She said leisurely: "Second aunt really... can't bear my courtesy."
"You wild girl!"
Even if the other party fell to the ground, he would not forget to scold her.
Liniang, who was following the second aunt, quickly helped her up, and while helping her brush off the snow on her cloak, she asked worriedly: "Madam, are you okay?"
Unexpectedly, she glared at her and said slightly angrily: "What do you think!"
The second aunt supported her waist and managed to stand steady. She looked sharply at the maid standing under the eaves: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you come and help me?!"
The ones she commanded were naturally the two maids standing behind Qing Wu, one of whom was Xiao Cui.
If it were in the past, Xiaocui might have run away in a hurry, but this was different from the past.
She looked at the young lady standing in front of her, waiting for her to make up her mind.
"A little aunt..." Qingwu paused for a moment before continuing in an inexplicable tone: "...being called a madam and coming to our hospital to be arrogant..."
She lifted her lips and chuckled.
To kill or to maim?
Seeing that they were motionless, the second aunt frowned and showed her usual dignity in managing the backyard.
"What are you doing standing still? Do you want to be betrayed?!" Liniang also scolded: "What are you doing to eat? Come here quickly!"
Still no one moved.
But due to her usual power, everyone in the courtyard lowered their heads in fear and remained motionless. But now they are more afraid of the little devil-like young lady than her.
Qing Wu moved his stiff legs, stretched out his hand from the cotton muff, then dug into his sleeve and took out a small porcelain bottle.
Raise your hand.
Xiao Cui behind her immediately understood what she meant, took the small medicine bottle and walked towards the two of them.
Seeing her coming, the second aunt showed a condescending look on her face.
I stretched out my hand and wanted her to hold it, but I heard her say: "Press it down."
Press?
Press what?
The second aunt frowned, but before she could react, four servants came in from outside the courtyard and pushed her and Liniang to the ground. Her knees hit the cold and hard stone floor, causing another pain.
"What do you cheap slaves want to do?!"
The two struggled to get up, but were pressed tighter.
Xiaocui smiled, uncorked the porcelain bottle in her hand, poured two pills out of it, held their chins and forced them into their mouths.
After they swallowed it, she stepped back and explained the use of the medicine.
She is already very skilled at this matter.
(End of chapter)