When Ji Yun left the door, Song Ruoxi felt that it was hot and wanted to take off her coat. Liu Siniang stepped forward and persuaded her: "Girl, it's not time to sleep. She's loose at this time. If someone comes, it's indecent to see."

"When someone comes, the maid will spread it, and someone will rashly break into the bedroom." Song Ruoxi felt that Liu Siniang's words were unreasonable and retorted.

"Minn, go and bring the rose dew to the girl." Liu Siniang turned her head and ordered, and then laughed and continued to persuade Song Ruoxi, "The girl drinks the rose and is cool, and it will not be hot anymore. Although the weather is hot, it is already autumn after all, and the cold air will be infected by accident. If you get infected with cold clothes, you will get sick. The girl has been weak since childhood, so you can't be cold, so you have to keep it well."

Song Ruoxi knew that Liu Si Niang was kind, but she was so hot that she felt uncomfortable. Her eyes turned slightly and said in a soft voice: "Mr., I'm tired of walking. I want to lie on the couch and rest. I feel uncomfortable when I wear clothes."

"Miss is tired, hurry up and have a loose dress to take off." Liu Siniang reached out to help Song Ruoxi take off her clothes.

Song Ruoxi took a step back and said with a smile: "Wuhan, let them do it."

"Mama Liu, let me come. You've been busy all morning, so you'd better take a break and don't be tired." Xiangwen stepped forward and squeezed Liu Siniang away, holding Song Ruoxi's arm with a smile, "Girl, it's better to take off the hairpin and loosen your hair when you don't go out in the afternoon, so that you can lie down more comfortably."

"Okay." Song Ruoxi accepted Xiangwen's opinion.

Xiangduo stepped forward to help Song Ruoxi remove the hairpin ring and spread it out. Xiangmao helped Song Ruoxi to loosen her clothes. Song Ruoxi was wearing a moon-white middle-dress and lazily tilted on the beauty couch in the east room.

Xiangxiu shook open the brocade blanket and covered her body, saying, "Girl, you'll have lunch later, don't fall asleep."

"If I don't sleep, I'll lie down for a while. You all go down." Song Ruoxi leaned against the brocade mat, moved her body, and found a comfortable position to lie down, squinting her eyes halfway.

The green lotus lit an lingering incense and inserted it into the small incense burner and retreated with the maid of Sanxiang, but Liu Siniang was still standing in the room with a stern face. I don’t know if it was angry with Song Ruoxi or with fragrant patterns.

"Mom Liu, you haven't withdrawn yet. You can't afford to disturb the girl's rest." A sneer flashed across Xiangwen's lips, and she was confused, thinking that the girl would be great if she had breastfeeding and had no eyesight.

Liu Siniang glared at Xiangwen, retreated angrily, turned her head back to the room. Xiangxiu pulled her to the door, but it was not closed, and it was covered in vain.

Finally it became quiet. Song Ruoxi opened his eyes and looked at the green smoke rising in the small incense burner, frowned slightly. Who would have painted the picture in Jincui Building?

Could it be painted by Lu Fengyan? He had seen her sitting on a stone playing the flute, but with his awkward personality, he would definitely not hang this painting in Jincui Building.

This painting should not have been painted by him.

If it wasn't for Lu Fengyan, who would have painted it?

Could it be painted by a pilgrim who went to Jinglian Temple to incense?

If this is true, it would be too strange. What does it mean to hang such a painting there?

Even if he wants to draw a painting with a distant artistic conception, there is no need to be so realistic, and he can also draw her. This is a bit suspected of infringing on her portrait rights. Although it is just a back view, the back view is also her back view. How can he draw it without her consent?

After analyzing it, Song Ruoxi couldn't analyze why someone wanted to draw such a painting hanging in Jincui Building.

"Miss, it's noon, is it time to pass on the meal?" Xiangxiu asked outside the door.

"Let's pass on the meal." Song Ruoxi couldn't analyze it, so he simply didn't analyze it. He could see people at the end of the month, so I'll talk about it later.

The maids came in and waited for her to put on her coat again, put on a small bun, and did not insert a golden hairpin.

Mint went to the kitchen to send food, three dishes and one soup, stewed chicken, steamed mandarin fish, chrysanthemum ginger and fungus rot broth, and the dishes were lighter.

Song Ruoxi couldn't eat too much by himself. After tasting a little bit of it, he was full after eating a bowl of rice. He put down his chopsticks and suddenly remembered that An Yu had taught her that giving the vegetables to the maids around her was a kind of favor. Although she felt that letting others eat their saliva was not a favor, she followed the local customs and smiled and said, "Fragrant pattern and fragrant chicken, I'll give you this stewed chicken."

Xiangwen and Xiangduo's eyes lit up at the same time, their faces showed joy, and they bowed their knees and said, "Thank you, girl."

"Minn, green lotus, this mandarin fish will be given to you."

"Thank you girl." Mint and Qinghe were also overjoyed. They were always worried that the second girl would not like them and would not want them. Today, the girl was admiring fish for them to eat, which showed that the girl was willing to keep them.

Song Ruoxi did not give the other two dishes to Xiangxiu and Xiangcao, and stood up and said, "You all go down to have a meal. I'll walk around the yard, no need to follow."

"Yes, girl." The five maids responded in unison.

Song Ruoxi was walking slowly in the yard and saw Silkworm coming over, "Sanworm, have you had lunch?"

"I have used it."

"Are you used to living here?" Song Ruoxi asked with concern.

The silkworm laughed and said, "I am a little uncomfortable when I first arrived. I gradually got used to it. Girls don't have to worry about my servants."

"If someone says something, don't keep it in your heart, tell me."

"good."

"Miss Silkworm, please accompany me for a walk!"

"good."

The master and servant walked around quietly in the yard twice. The silkworm sent Song Ruoxi into the room and waited for her to go to bed and take a nap.

After taking a nap, Song Ruoxi washed up again and sent the maid to send the prepared gifts to the three concubines. After drinking the osmanthus dew soaked for her, the silkworm mom burned incense, sat in front of the desk, copying scriptures, strokes and strokes, pious and serious, "I heard this. For a moment, the Buddha was in the Jerusalem of the Kingdom of Shravas to the Lonely Garden. He and the Great Bhikkhu were 2,500 people. Bodhisattva... Namo's Bodhisattva Mahasattva. Mahaprajna Paramita."

Xiang Xiu sat aside with embroidered purse. Xiang Wen was not willing to be outdone, so she sat opposite her, putting on the soles of her shoes. Xiang Duo and Mint who came back from giving gifts, Qinghe sat in the corridor and spoke in a low voice, and the whole yard was quiet.

After copying the "Buddha says that parents are very kind and hard to report the scriptures", Song Ruoxi put down his pen and said, "Vanilla, pack up the desk." As soon as he finished speaking, he found that Vanilla was not in the room and frowned, "Fragrant embroidery, where is Vanilla? I asked her to take care of this study. She was so good, and the ink was so good, and the people disappeared."

"Miss, don't be angry, I will help you call her." Xiang Xiu smiled and put down her purse and went out to find Vanilla.

"Girl, come and clean up." Xiangwen volunteered.

"No need, let Vanilla clean up. She collected all the scriptures I copied, and she was used to doing them." Song Ruoxi said that he picked up the jade flute placed on the flute stand.

Xiangwen bit the corner of her lips hard. The girl was in love with her. She would not be wrong with her. She was two years younger than the girl. She would definitely be a dowry girl in the future. If she was attracted by her son-in-law and could still be a concubine, she would be half a master in the future. Even if she was not attracted by her son-in-law, she would be a manager in the future and be a manager in the future. However, with Xiangxiu Xianghua in front, what should she do to get the girl’s favor?

Song Ruoxi didn't know what Xiangwen thought, so he walked out of the door and walked to the shade of the tree. The flute was on his lips and slowly blew the jade flute. The music sounded melodiously. The tune of "Visiting the Liyuan" was profound and the sound of the flute was soft and round.

After playing three songs, Song Ruoxi was tired. Just as he was about to turn back to the room, he heard a strange "beauty." Looking back, Song Huai walked in with a bird's airs in his arms and smiled, "Huai'er, when are you back? How about Qianlazui?"

"Sister, aren't you afraid?" Song Huai asked in surprise.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Song Ruoxi curled his lips.

"I'm not afraid?"

"I'm very scared, so scared that I'm almost fainted. Are you satisfied now?"

Song Huai raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Sister, Rong Huai'er went in for a cup of tea, and then told you slowly, can you?"

Seeing Song Huai's words, Song Ruoxi laughed in silence and said, "No, go in."

Song Huai hung the bird stand under the corridor and sat down with Song Ruoxi.

The mint was served with tea and retreated.

Song Huai took a sip of tea and said slowly: "The man in Qianla Pao was dead. After the offense was investigated, he found that he was poisoned and the shop had been sealed. Dad was investigating the case. I had nothing to do and I came back first."

"Has the identity of the deceased been found?"

"It's found out that the future brother-in-law of Prince Qi, the second son of Chengjin Hou, Tuo Ju."

It was the Prince's Mansion and the Hou Mansion. Song Ruoxi felt a headache when he heard this and blinked his eyes, "This case will be very troublesome."

Song Huai nodded in agreement.

“Is there any clue?”

“Yes, there are still many.”

"Let me tell me." Song Ruoxi said with interest.

"He came to Guangling Mansion five days ago and when he entered the city, he had some conflict with a rash man."

"What a big conflict, will it poison him to poison him?" Song Ruoxi frowned.

"Four days ago, he had a little conflict with someone again." Song Huai disappeared to the place where Tuo Ju had a conflict with someone. That kind of lowly place could not be said to make his sister's ears dirty.

Song Ruoxi was shocked. This man was really a troublemaker. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Three days ago, he wouldn't have had some conflict with someone again, right?"

"At noon three days ago, he was competing for a seat in a restaurant and broke his head."

Song Ruoxi supported his chin with both hands, "What good things did he do in the next two days?"

"Two days ago, he knocked down several vendors' stalls on the street. Yesterday, he was very honest and stayed in the Prince Qi's Mansion and didn't come out. Today, he went to Zuixianlou to eat three drunk chickens, then went to Qianlixiu to drink tea and listen to music, and then suddenly fell down and died."

"What will Dad do with this?"

"Let the captain arrest all those who have conflicts with him and ask questions, and then send people to the capital to deliver letters to Chengjin Hou Mansion."

"Before the case is settled, my father will be very busy and I can't go out to climb the mountain." Song Ruoxi pouted.

Song Huai smiled wickedly and said, "Sister, there is a rockery at home, so you can climb the rockery."

Song Ruoxi glared at him, "I don't want to climb any rockery."

"Sister, why don't you play that harmonica?" Song Huai changed the topic.

"Doesn't I play the flute so well?" Song Ruoxi looked at him squintly.

"It sounds nice, like the sound of nature. Sister, in a few days, I will take you to Tianlaiju, you will definitely like it."

"How many days will it take?" Song Ruoxi wanted to confirm the date.

"I'll take you there for six days."

"Speak with your count."

"A gentleman's words are as good as a horse." Song Huai patted his chest and said.

"It's a true gentleman, but I'm afraid it's a hypocrite." Song Ruoxi smiled with his lips pursed.

"Sister, don't worry, your brother is a gentleman who promises a thousand yuan. He will never forget what he promised." Song Huai said with a serious expression and a smile in his eyes.

"Okay, believe in you." Song Ruoxi smiled.
To be continued...