"Mother..."
A woman wearing a pink dress next to her knelt on the ground and moved forward.
He kept kneeling and crawled to the beautiful woman, and then he grasped the hem of the beautiful woman's skirt with both hands.
She tilted her head up, her slender neck was as white and smooth as fine white jade, and her face looked timid, looking like a small flower soaked in the rain.
"Yao'er..."
*** Seeing her expression like this, he had to give up in the end.
She pulled up the girl who was still kneeling on the ground distressedly, and looked at Ji Qingying with sullen eyes.
"Qing Ming, just forget it if you see Yao'er interceding for you today. Go back and copy the female ring twenty times."
"yes!"
Ji Qingying nodded in agreement.
At this time, the maid who was waiting with her head down quickly helped her up.
He didn't know how long he had been kneeling, but Ji Qingying felt that his legs were no longer his own.
"Get down!"
*** Looking at her expression at this time, a trace of unbearability flashed in her eyes, and finally she hardened her heart and waved her hand to let the girls help her away.
"Sister, I'll come see you later!"
The girl in pink clothes was already sitting next to ***, with a coquettish expression on her face.
Ji Qingqing gave her a dull look, then was helped down by the maid.
Behind him were the occasional whispers of the girl in pink, and the woman's uncontrollable laughter.
It was extremely harmonious, but a kind of sadness arose in Ji Qingqing's heart.
She knew that this was the original owner's inner sadness.
Two maids helped him to an antique courtyard. As soon as he entered, a large group of maids and women came towards him.
The leader was a woman. When she saw her being held back like this, her eyes turned a little red.
"My girl..."
She snatched Ji Qingying from the hands of the two maids and walked towards the house.
Although her grabbing behavior was a bit rough, she was gentle when touching Qingming.
As soon as she entered the house, the woman retreated around her.
He asked Ji Qingying in a low voice, "Miss, what did the madam say when you came over?"
"I'm a little tired... I want to take a rest."
Ji Qingying didn't know what she was talking about at this time. In addition to the original owner's body being very weak and tired, her mind was also a mess.
She really wanted to rest quickly and figure out what happened.
"Yes, the old slave is guarding the girl outside."
There was a flash of worry on the woman's face, and she reached out to help Ji Qingyao take off his outer clothes.
"Um!"
Ji Qingying responded and lay down on the bed. The woman covered her with a quilt. When she saw Ji Qingying closing her eyes, she quietly retreated.
When she went out, Ji Qingming opened her eyes again. She looked to see that no one was in the room, then she lay down again and closed her eyes again.
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This is a home story.
The heroine's name is Feng Yunqian, the second young lady of the Ningguo Hou family. She has a delicate appearance and a gentle temperament. The most powerful thing is that she has a photographic memory.
She is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, poetry and painting. From the moment she was born, she has been the model for educating daughters in the mouths of famous ladies in the capital.