The next morning, when Sang Liwan got up and saw Qingshui coming to serve him, he had two big dark circles under his eyes.
She was startled.
"Qingshui, didn't you sleep last night?"
Sang Liwan never liked having a maid to keep watch over her when she went to bed, so as her personal maid, Qingshui naturally didn't need to stay by her side all the time and could sleep well.
Sang Liwan thought for a moment and guessed, "Qingshui, you haven't been back to the General's Mansion for a long time, so you're not used to your bed, right?"
"no."
Qingshui hardly slept well the entire night, and his head was still a little groggy.
Hearing Sang Liwan speak, she just shook her head woodenly, "No, this servant doesn't recognize the bed, she just keeps thinking about the bird's nest."
As she spoke, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, which looked very cute.
Sang Liwan couldn't help but rub her head with his hand, "Silly girl, what's the big deal? Is it worth you thinking about it all night?"
Hearing this, Qingshui's eyes widened instantly, "Miss, the bird's nest in our house has been swapped, and no one has discovered it yet. This is a very serious matter."
After thinking for a moment, she leaned close to Sang Liwan's ear and whispered mysteriously, "Miss, do you think there is a traitor in our house who is embezzling money?"
Seeing Qingshui looking as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Sang Liwan sighed softly.
The mole is the mole.
But he is not an insider who is enriching himself.
If Qingshui, this loyal girl, knew that the general she had always been loyal to actually had another family outside and even used the things in the mansion to support that woman, I wonder if this little girl's world view would collapse.
Sang Liwan was a little hesitant.
She reached out and touched Qingshui's face.
Qingshui was stunned.
The lady rarely makes such intimate gestures towards herself.
Stunned, her face flushed.
"Miss?"
Seeing this, Sang Liwan was immediately amused, "Why are you still shy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingshui's face turned red like a ripe tomato.
"Miss!"
Sang Liwan also knew that this girl was thin-skinned. If he continued talking, she might bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.
She raised her hands and said, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore. I won't say anymore."
When the heat on Qingshui's face subsided and his expression returned to normal, Sang Liwan sighed softly and asked, "Qingshui, if one day you had to choose between me and my father, who would you choose?"
This one sentence made Qingshui stop combing Sang Liwan's hair instantly.
She seemed not to understand what this sentence meant. She stared at Sang Liwan for a long time before she gently moved her lower lips.
"Miss? Why do you ask that suddenly?"
Sang Liwan was silent for a moment, and her slender fingers casually fiddled with the jewelry in the decorative box.
The rings made a tinkling sound, which was crisp and pleasant.
"Just answer it, no need to ask why."
After finishing speaking, Sang Liwan added: "If you think this problem..."
Before Sang Liwan could finish his words, he saw Qingshui suddenly kneel down.
The sound made her feel a little pain in her knees.
Sang Liwan frowned and said, "I'm just asking casually, you don't have to kneel."
But Qingshui shook her head. She raised her head and looked at Sang Liwan, with a determination in her eyes that she had never seen before.
"Miss, I have been serving you since I was a child. You are my only master."
Sang Liwan's mind was moved, "But I didn't treat you well before."
"It's Qingshui's fault for not serving her well. It's not the young lady's fault."
Sang Liwan took a deep breath. She could see that every word Qingshui said came from the heart, and not a single word was deliberately perfunctory to her.
She sighed in her heart that the only reality in the original owner's life was probably this insignificant little girl, but it was a pity that she did not cherish her.
"Okay, get up."
Sang Liwan stood up and helped Qingshui up, scolding her, "Don't kneel down all the time, otherwise others will think I'm some evil master if they see me."
Seeing Qingshui was about to speak again, she waved her hand, "Okay, help me comb my hair."
The ancient people's bun was really too troublesome. Even though Sang Liwan had been here for so long, he still knew nothing about it. No matter how long he sat in front of the dressing table and fiddled with it, he still couldn't get it into shape.
Seeing Sang Liwan's half-finished hairstyle, Qingshui couldn't help but burst out laughing and quickly stepped forward to take over, "Miss, this isn't meant to be placed here."
"Isn't it? But I think they all look pretty much the same."
"This is placed here."
"Hiss...why is this so troublesome?"
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Sang Liwan stayed in the general's mansion for three days. After Xu Shi was completely awake, he set off to return to Prince An's mansion.
Before leaving, she told Mrs. Xu about Sang Yuyan's illness.
But at this moment, Xu's heart was full of resentment towards Sang Yuyan. After hearing Sang Liwan's words, a trace of heartache flashed across her eyes, and then turned into determination.
"Let her reflect on this. This child is really outrageous!"
When she heard Sang Liwan say that she wanted to return to the palace, she did not stay long. She just told Sang Liwan to explain to Prince An that their General's Mansion had absolutely no intention of deliberately opposing Prince An.
Sang Liwan nodded in agreement.
As for whether she would tell Jun Moyi these words, it depends on her mood.
On the way back in the carriage, Sang Liwan was leaning on the cushion reading a storybook when suddenly the carriage stopped.
The next moment, the driver's voice was heard: "Princess, there is a car blocking the road."
The streets here are not wide, and there are vendors on both sides. It is impossible for two carriages of this size to travel side by side.
Sang Liwan was not in a hurry. She turned a page of the book and said nonchalantly, "Then make way and let the other party pass first."
Hearing her words, Qingshui slightly widened his eyes, "Miss, we are driving the carriage of the royal palace. There are not many people in the whole capital who would let us give way."
Sang Liwan chuckled: "Little girl, you have quite a sense of class."
Just as she was about to speak, she heard the driver's voice again: "Princess, the carriage opposite belongs to the Second Prince."
Jun Mochen?
Sang Liwan frowned, and the smile that had lingered on his face disappeared in an instant.
She secretly hated herself for not checking the almanac before going out. The capital city is so big, how did the two of them meet?
Qingshui seemed to have a conditioned reflex. When she heard Jun Mochen's name, she subconsciously looked at Sang Liwan, fearing that the other party would lose his mind again and do something incredible.
Sang Liwan was so angry that he laughed at this expression.
She tapped Qingshui on the forehead with the scroll in her hand, "What's that look?"
At this time, Jun Mochen's voice came from outside the carriage.
"Sang Liwan, come out."
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