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Chapter nine hundred and fortieth bright moon(1/3)

Bai He's hand gently brushed across his forehead, and Jia Huan's eyes were softer again.

Looking at Bai He's lower eyebrows and smile, his heart was indescribable, but he still held on his face: "It's useless to please me! You are clearly stabbing a knife in my heart like this.

You really want your hand...will I suffer day and night after this life?"

Bai He's mouth bent slightly when he heard this, and he laughed softly, "It's not a problem, it's just scalded by boiling water..."

"boiling water?"

Jia Huan was stunned when he heard this. He thought it was...

But then frowned and said, "Boiled water is great! But... why are you scalded by boiled water?"

Bai He laughed and said, "It is the finished product released from the first kiln. I wanted to try its quality, but I didn't expect...

This kind of porcelain is so good, it is twice as strong as other porcelains, but its plasticity is so poor...

It cannot be used to pull the billet manually, it can only be fired by mold rotating or grouting.

If the tablet is forced, it will easily explode.

But in this way, it's okay, it can be cooked in large quantities!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan frowned and said, "Can you let others try..."

Bai He heard this and smiled slightly and said, "San Master, you never let your subordinates do dangerous things."

Jia Huan said angrily: "That's why I'm sure..."

Seeing Bai He looking at him with a smile, she reminded him with her eyes how many times he had been injured. His eyes were blind and he dared to brag!

Jia Huan was depressed after reading it. Just as he was about to say something else, he saw Bai He frowning slightly, and a trace of pain flashed across his face.

Jia Huan hurriedly looked down, but saw Gongsun Yu lifting the innermost layer of gauze...

But where can I reveal it?

After nearly two days of delay, the dark red gauze has been with the newly grown skin.

It has not yet grown solid, and the blisters are torn apart with a slight touch...

Jia Huan himself suffered extremely serious injuries, which were far ten times more serious than this one, but he really didn't feel any pain at that time.

But at this moment, when the bright red blood stains were wet with gauze again, Jia Huan's eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt extremely distressed.

The most difficult thing to get the kindness of a beauty.

"Third Master, it's okay."

Bai He's gentle voice came again.

"You said..."

Jia Huan's speech was a little strange and he said "screaming".

"Master, it's really okay, it's just burning the skin..."

Seeing that he felt so distressed, Gongsun Yu also stopped his hand, chuckled and comforted him, and said to Qingwen behind him: "Qingwen, go to the left room to use a clean basin and take some warm water. Don't put your hands in, just try it on the back of your hand. Then add two spoons of salt..."

Qingwen, who had been watching the drama for a long time, heard this and went out to prepare.

However, after leaving the medicine room, Qingwen was still quite shocked.

Jia Huan's image in the Jia family's servant world is basically demonized.

This year has been a little better. If you count two years ago, you can really stop crying.

I don’t know how many servants he had been stingy in those two years, especially in Ningguo Mansion. The rumors were even "blood-slaughtered" several times, and blood flowed into a river...

However, Qingwen is also a child, and she has heard some real news.

I knew that although the East Mansion was not as mysterious as it was, most of the slaves here were sent to the outside village and were escorted to work all day long, and they were miserable.

This is a minor crime, and it is really a big mistake. He was sent directly to the limestone mountain to mine. In that case, he basically didn't survive in half a year...

When the people in Rongguo Mansion said these words, they kept their voices and said in a low voice, with the fear in their eyes very obvious.

Therefore, although I know that Jia Huan is very good to several girls and ladies, this cannot change his impression in Qingwen's heart.

After all, she had never seen how Jia Huan treats people well...

But just now, Qingwen saw with her own eyes that he was so good to that Aunt Bai...

Such a noble person, a first-class marquis, was so popular with two generations of emperors that he dared to chase and beat him, but almost burst into tears for a little burn...

Qingwen suddenly thought that it was said that the old lady would not allow Aunt Bai, who had been from the North City, to enter the mansion. For this reason, Jia Huan even had to hand over her title and family title and take her back to the south of the city.

Although Xiren said that this is not really like the one singing in the play that loves beauty but not the country, but the third master knows that the old lady can't take away his title...

But Qingwen now thought that that time might be true.

If it weren't for true love that had entered my heart, how could the Third Master almost cry like a ruthless person who dared to cut off the head of an enemy emperor...

After sighing in his heart, Qingwen walked to the next room, first took a clean wooden basin, then scooped out a scoop of water from the boiling pot, then burned the wooden basin and poured it out.

Then he scooped a few scoops of warm water from the wooden barrel at room temperature and poured it into the wooden basin.

She gently slanted the wooden basin, and some water overflowed and fell on the back of her hand. After she felt it was not hot, she dug two spoons of salt and poured it into the wooden basin. Finally, she carried the basin out...

She had never done these tasks in the Grand View Garden.

Not to mention sweeping the floor and serving water, even the clothes are specially washed by the old woman there.

Even Baoyu dares to quarrel, who dares to scold her loudly?

But just now... she was scolded like that, and she didn't feel much wronged...

After all, what is Jia Huan’s identity and what is her identity…

She could make trouble with Jia Baoyu based on his weak love.

But she would never dare to make trouble with Jia Huan.

She is indeed strong-willed, but tough-willed is not stupid...

Just do things, she is like this.

Furthermore, if you do more things, you won’t have time to think about it…

Think about how Jia Huan looked at Bai He, and then think about how Baoyu was about Jin Chuan…

Qingwen shook her head and instantly threw this idea out of her mind.

What else do you want to do?

He had no intention of keeping him, and he wanted to exchange her...

If you can't think about it, how can you really control it?

Thinking of this, Qingwen felt that she couldn't breathe in one breath, her face turned pale, and after exhaling gently, her face was muddy again, and she walked out with a wooden basin, but just went out, but she was stunned...

I saw a man standing in the courtyard, looking at her walking out of the door of the room.

The man "face is like the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, color is like the flowers in spring morning, temples are like knife cuts, eyebrows are like ink paintings, face is like peach petals, and eyes are like autumn waves"...

"Qingwen, I'm here to see you..."

Jia Baoyu said affectionately, as if... nothing happened yesterday.

When Qingwen saw him, her eyes softened at first, then she raised her face and said in a deep voice: "What are you here to do?"

Jia Baoyu was anxious when he heard this and said sincerely: "Good sister, I know I was wrong. I dare not blame you if I don't know how to blame you. Just forgive me for this!

Look at you, you have suffered so much here, go back with me..."

When Qingwen heard this, her face was complicated and she gritted her teeth and said, "You... I am already from the East Mansion now, and it has nothing to do with you anymore. You should leave."

Gongsun Yu looked at the things in the package and said strangely: "Bai He, you... have you been busy these days, just go to burn porcelain?"

In the package, there was a pair of porcelain.

It's very simple, a porcelain plate and a porcelain bowl.

Not very precious, the glaze pattern is very simple.

Just for this...

Bai He smiled at Gongsun Yu, nodded, and said, "Young Mother, look at it, what's the difference?"

Gongsun Yu was stunned when he heard this, looked at Jia Huan with a gloomy face. Knowing that Bai He wanted to get her help, he pursed his lips and picked up the porcelain bowl...

“Huh?”

As soon as he bought it, Gongsun Yu discovered something was wrong.

She is also from a wealthy family and has been with the Jia family for so many days, so she naturally won’t have seen porcelain bowls.

After coming to Jia's house, the tools she used were exquisite.

but……

"Why is it so light?"

Gongsun Yu’s strange way.
To be continued...
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