Although she insisted on paying me, I never thought of leaving the embroidery to her alone.

But I didn't expect that I would be confined to my room after only one day of embroidering together.

As soon as the ban was lifted today, she hurried over.

Qingyin sat down and poured her a cup of tea before saying, "I'm sorry, the embroidery is not with me right now. My eyes were uncomfortable the past two days. I knew you needed it urgently, and Aunt Zeng happened to be free, so I asked her to help me embroider it."

After saying this, Qingyin actually felt a little weak.

You can't say that that brat Xie Jin took it out secretly.

An Rou had just picked up the teacup when she put it down in frustration. "Sister Ayin, I'm sorry. I really wanted to embroider with you at that time. If it weren't for me, your eyes wouldn't hurt again."

Qingyin smiled comfortingly, "I know you mean well, it's my eyes that are holding you back."

An Rou scolded: "Sister Yin, don't say that. It's obviously my fault for not considering it carefully."

"You, have some tea." Qingyin tapped her forehead.

An Rou stuck out her tongue, then picked up the teacup and sipped slowly.

Qingyin also poured a cup for Xiaohe, "Xiaohe, you can sit down too."

Xiao He shook her head repeatedly, "No need for this servant, thank you Madam Qing."

An Rou said to Xiao He, "Sister Yin asked you to sit down, so just sit down. There aren't so many rules out here."

Xiao He quickly sat down, still feeling it was a bit mysterious.

You know, the young lady is the one who attaches the most importance to rules in the mansion, but today she said that there are not so many rules.

The cup of tea was soon finished, and An Rou poured herself another cup.

After finishing her third cup of tea, she still stood up reluctantly, "Sister Ayin, I, I want to go back."

Qingyin didn't keep her, but just told her to pick up the embroidery in three days.

An Rou nodded, then took Xiao He away.

After sending them off, she just closed the door and turned around to see Xie Jinming standing on the steps, looking at her from afar.

Qingyin was stunned, walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ayin, you don't care about me." Xie Jin complained in a low, pitiful tone.

Qingyin: “…”

When did she stop caring about him?

Xie Jin's dark eyes looked at Qingyin steadily, "You and them drank tea for so long, but you didn't bring me a cup."

Qingyin then remembered that Anrou was here and it was not convenient for him to come out.

I guess I've been thirsty for a long time.

She smiled apologetically, "I forgot. What would you like to drink? Can I make it for you?"

Xie Jin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "I want to drink the milk tea you made the day before yesterday."

Qingyin nodded, "Then I'll do it for you now."

Milk tea is actually a simplified version of black tea with sugar, except that it takes some time to boil the black tea and filter it.

When she finished, Xie Jin had just come back from picking vegetables from the vegetable garden.

She handed him the tea, then took the dishes and put them into the kitchen.

Just as she was about to go back to her room, Xie Jin suddenly appeared behind her and stuck close to her.

Before she even started to speak, the person behind her started to act pitiful again, "Ayin, you've been sitting with them for so long, don't you want to sit with me for a while?"

Qingyin took a deep breath and said, "You step back first."

Xie Jin didn't obey, but took a step closer, "Ayin~"

The sweet smell instantly rushed into Xie Jin's nose, and he felt like he was going crazy.

But I can't bear to step back.

Qingyin could feel the solid chest and hot breath spraying against her ears from behind. She quickly pushed the door open, took a step forward, and then turned around. "No! I've been sitting all day, and now I want to lie down for a while."

After saying that, he closed the door with a "bang".

Although Xie Jin felt a little regretful, the smile on his face grew deeper and deeper.

It seems that Ayin doesn't mind his closeness.

This is a small progress.

Three days later.

An Rou came to pick up the embroidery as promised, but Xie Jin was sent away early by Qingyin.

An Rou looked at the birthday picture on the table. The lifelike crane was holding a peach in its mouth, and the looming mountains seemed to be hidden in the clouds.

If you look closely, you will find that the clouds are actually made up of a small Chinese character for longevity.

An Rou couldn't let go of it and touched it. Suddenly she said excitedly: "Sister A Yin, it's so beautiful."

Suddenly, I felt a little reluctant.

Qingyin saw her expression suddenly change from sunny to gloomy and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

An Rou pursed her lips, hugged Qing Yin's arm and complained, "Sister Yin, I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth at first. Actually, my mother asked me to embroider this. She said she would give it to my sister after it was finished, and then present it to grandma for her birthday."

After saying that, he looked at Qingyin guiltily.

I was afraid that she would think that this was the reason I threw the embroidery to her.

Qingyin was thinking about something else and was hesitant about whether to tell her now.

Seeing that Qingyin didn't speak for a long time, Anrou said anxiously: "Sister Yin, please don't be angry, okay?"

She just felt happy from the bottom of her heart when she saw Sister Ayin embroidering things, so she compromised and thought of that method.

Qingyin came back to her senses, shook her head slightly and smiled: "I'm not angry, but there is something I don't know whether I should tell you."

An Rou breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you're not angry. What's the matter? Just tell me, Sister A Yin."

Qingyin subconsciously glanced at Xiaohe and smiled slightly, saying, "Xiaohe, I ordered three boxes of pastries from the pastry shop in the west of the town. Could you please pick them up for me?"

Xiao He nodded quickly, "It's not a big deal, I'll go right away."

As soon as Xiao He left, An Rou seemed to sense something was wrong. She asked nervously, "Sister A Yin, what's wrong?"

"Please sit down. After thinking about this, I have to let you know." Qingyin said, and sat down first.

Seeing An Rou also sit down, she slowly said: "Did your mother also give you the thread for this embroidery?"

An Rou nodded, "Yes, they were all given to me by my mother." After she finished speaking, she noticed that Qing Yin's face had darkened even more. She was a little startled and asked, "What's wrong...?"

Qingyin suddenly raised her head and said seriously, "These threads have all been soaked in medicine."

"Medicine?" An Rou was so scared that she stood up immediately.

Then she felt it was not enough and threw the embroidery to the ground with both hands.

Qingyin comforted him: "Don't worry, the poison won't kill you."

An Rou: “…”

She could pick it up now.

wrong!

The poison is not lethal, which means it is still poisonous.

An Rou was a little stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.

It is impossible for her mother to harm her, so who else could it be if not her mother?

Oh, and Sister Ayin had been embroidering for so long that she said anxiously, "Sister Ayin, let's go see a doctor."