Chapter 54: Multiple Flaws
"Why don't you go and help?"
As soon as he arrived, Xiao Ji gave instructions to Zhao Tong. His brows were slightly knitted together, his lips were tightly pursed, and his mood was visibly bad.
Hearing the sound, Qingwu woke up immediately. She had forgotten to hide her difference again, but she did not show too much panic on her face. The more panicked she was at this moment, the more suspicious she would be.
She silently let Zhao Tong take Ah Zhu's arm and then naturally instructed, "I just picked some mugwort, dandelions, and plantain from the ground. Chew them up and apply them to the wound. It should be healed in two days."
"These are all what my sister told me. I don't know anything more."
She glanced at Xiao Ji secretly, but her eyes met his. Seeing his cold expression, Qing Wu couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Just when she didn't know what to do, she heard Xiao Ji looking at her and saying, "Come over here."
Qing Wu felt guilty and didn't dare to disobey, so she walked over quickly. When the hem of her skirt just brushed Xiao Ji's knees, her wrist suddenly tightened - the boy's bony fingers clasped her pulse, and the temperature of his palm was scalding hot.
Before she could struggle, a handkerchief embroidered with cloud patterns had already wrapped around her fingertips.
Xiao Ji lowered his eyes as he wiped them intently, his eyelashes casting a fine shadow beneath his eyes. He grasped his fingertips, dusty and slightly bloodstained, in his palm, gently stroking them with the handkerchief, wiping away the dried blood and grass debris bit by bit.
Qingwu could clearly see the trembling of his eyelashes, his superior and straight nose, and his red lips. The color seemed to be brighter than the ones he had seen before?
While she was lost in thought, the boy's voice came out from his lips, "You don't have to do it yourself next time."
His voice was muffled, filled with anger that he himself was not even aware of.
Qing Wu finally reacted and subconsciously tried to retract her hand, but he held it tighter. Only when the last trace of stain was transferred to the snow-white satin did Xiao Ji let go and hung the dirty handkerchief on the wheelchair armrest.
In the past, he would have thrown it away directly, but now, he wants to be frugal.
Over there, Qingwu's fingertips, which were retracted into her sleeves, slowly became engorged with blood, and her heart began to pound, becoming a little out of rhythm.
People are always busy when they are embarrassed, and the same is true when they are shy. Qingwu looked around, but did not dare to meet Xiao Ji's eyes. She saw that someone was treating Ah Zhu's scratches according to the method she had prescribed, so she coughed lightly and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to make lunch."
After saying that, he went straight to the kitchen without caring what Xiao Ji said.
The young man in the wheelchair paused for a moment, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
After feeling better, Xiao Ji no longer found the dark-skinned boy annoying. He generously exempted Azhu from any work and continued to pay him.
Then he sat under the shade of the small sycamore tree. As soon as he calmed down, the back of Qingwu walking quickly towards Azhu appeared in Xiao Ji's mind again. He remembered the scene when he fell to the ground on the horse farm that day, and there was also a figure coming towards him in his sight.
After thinking for a while, Xiao Ji attributed it to the fact that they were twin sisters and did not think about it any further.
How could he have imagined that there were a few people so bold as to do such an immoral thing?
However, when doubts accumulate to a certain extent, they will one day erupt like a volcano, it’s just that the time has not come yet.
When the sun was at its highest point, Yuzhu and Fugui returned carrying heavy bamboo baskets. The polished porcelain bowls in the baskets made a slight clattering sound, and various spices gave off a fresh fragrance. As soon as the lid of the basket was opened, the fishy aroma of fresh chicken could be smelled.
But this is good stuff.
Baozhu cleaned the well water in the kitchen again today, and all the dead branches and leaves in it were gone. However, Qingwu still planned to keep it for a few days before using it, so he asked Fugui to take the chicken to the stream outside to process it.
Qingwu rolled up his sleeves and stood in front of the stove. The hot oil in the iron wok sizzled and the aroma of chopped green onions, ginger, garlic, and Sichuan peppercorns instantly filled the entire kitchen...
When the shredded chicken with green onion and vinegar was served on the plate, the shredded chicken with amber sauce was tender and fresh, dotted with emerald green onion segments. The aroma made everyone salivate. It was also paired with two plates of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, which was both meat and vegetable, and really beautiful.
The two maids brought all the dishes to the table in the outer room before they hid in the kitchen to eat. They had already put a small plate of food in their mouth, but now they had time to eat.
Baozhu picked up a piece of shredded chicken with chopsticks and put it in her mouth. The sour and fragrant taste was just right without covering up the original flavor of the chicken. The moment she took a bite, her eyes widened. "My wife's cooking is really delicious. I just found out today..."
The tail end of the sentence was shattered in the throat by Yuzhu's elbow. Baozhu froze instantly and looked at Yuzhu. The two maids looked at each other, hoping that no one outside had heard their conversation.
But the people outside had already heard this. Xiao Ji pinched the celadon bowl with his bony fingers. He lowered his eyelids, and a hint of doubt emerged in his eyes - didn't the lady's personal maid know that the lady was an excellent cook?
He took a piece of shredded chicken with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, savoring it carefully. The porridge in the morning was fine, but the taste of the shredded chicken at noon was definitely not something that could be mastered overnight. He glanced at the girl beside him, and seeing that she was eating seriously, he suddenly asked, "How many years have these two girls been serving you?"
Qing Wu replied subconsciously: "Three years...how..."
Before she could finish her words, she realized she had spoken out of turn. Her fingers gripping the chopsticks tightened instantly, and she bit the last half of the sentence between her teeth. The two Zhu'er in the room also felt nervous when they heard this, and they dared not swallow the food that was already in their throats.
In the silence that lasted for a moment, Qing Wu lowered his eyes to hide his panic, picked up another piece of seasonal vegetables with his chopsticks, and said casually, "The former maid got married, so I replaced her with two maids."
When she raised her eyes, she was smiling, her eyes still clear, and Xiao Ji's doubts disappeared.
After lunch, Xiao Ji went to the main hall to take a nap. He didn't have this habit before, but his leg was injured, which might have damaged his vitality. He also drank bone-nourishing medicine, so he often felt sleepy.
Seeing Zhao Tong pushing Xiao Ji away, Qingwu ordered Fugui to go outside to supervise the work. After closing the door with peeling paint, Qingwu started a meeting with the two maids.
Baozhu and Yuzhu were also quite frightened. Instead of asking Qingwu to teach them a lesson, Baozhu took the initiative to promise that she would never speak carelessly again.
In their hearts, even if Xiao Ji was deposed, he was still the son of a dragon and a phoenix. If this matter was discovered, Qingwu and they would not be able to escape the blame.
Baozhu felt so guilty that she almost swore never to speak again. Looking at Baozhu's red eyes, Qingwu sighed and said comfortingly: "It's okay, just be careful with what you say and do next time."
She has to blame herself. She revealed many more flaws today than Baozhu did. That's why she was able to hide it because ordinary people wouldn't think about it in this way. After all, no one would believe it if she told it.
She carefully recalled the places where she had let her guard down today, and after repeating it in her mind several times, Qingwu opened the door and continued to supervise.
However, she didn't know that someone was looking for her in another place in the capital. Of course, he was not going to the palace, but to the Song family.
This person is Lin Shanshan.
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