Chapter 200 【Two Hundred】Play
The next morning, when Qingci woke up, she was lying alone in her room.

"Yiru." Qingci called softly, but Yiru did not immediately respond.

"Yiru?" Qingci's voice was a little louder this time.

"Master!" Yiru hurried in from the outside with small steps, "Yesterday, the servant was too tired, so I accidentally took a nap outside the house, some didn't hear the master's call, it is the servant who neglected his duty .”

"No problem." Qing Ci smiled slightly, "Why were you tired yesterday?"

"Yesterday after Mr. Yun carried the master back to the house, the master has been sleeping restlessly, as if haunted by a nightmare. He was sweating profusely at night and muttering to himself, but the servant was worried to death."

Qingci frowned slightly, but she obviously didn't remember anything last night, she just felt that she slept soundly and didn't have any nightmares.

"That was a hard work for you yesterday."

"It's not hard." Yiru shook his head, "By the way, master, just now Yan'an came, and said that he was going to the courtyard later, and Master Ting has something to explain."

"Ting Yu?" Qing Ci hesitated.

"Yeah." Speaking of Yiru, he began to serve Qingci to dress, "The servants will come to dress up the master later, will the master still be as usual, only wearing the plain silver hairpin?"

"En." Qingci nodded, seeing Yiru skillfully and swiftly busy beside her, she couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Yiru seemed to notice Qingci's gaze, paused for a moment, looked at Qingci and said, "Is there something on your mind, master?"

Qingci smiled and shook his head, "No."

Yi Ru continued to move.

When Qingci was in front of the bronze mirror and Yiru was helping her to dress up, Qingci said slowly, "I still remember when we met, you were still a girl who didn't know how to be polite, you said you were not very good at being a slave, I It doesn't matter, I'm not very good at being a master. Now, you are getting more and more proficient, but I...still not a good master. "

Yi Ru's hand holding the comb stopped suddenly, "How could it be? Master is the best person I have ever met in my life."

"Yiru, I'm not a good person." Qingci lowered his eyes, "Now it's just because you and I have no entanglements, if our enemies meet in the future, I won't be merciful."

"Master... this servant will never face the master's enemy in this life." Yi Ru bit her lower lip lightly.

Qingci no longer speaks.

The voice of Tingyu outside the house had already sounded impressively, Qing Ci was fully dressed, and then walked slowly into the courtyard.

Before approaching, Qingci saw Jinghe, with loose hair and plain clothes, kneeling on the ground not far away. Except for Tingyu, all the women standing around were the family members. Suyao and Qionglin seemed to have already stood It's been a long time.

Qing Ci didn't know why, but looked at Jing He from a distance, as if her steps were frozen, and she couldn't move forward no matter what.

"Why didn't master leave?" Yiru was curious.

Qingci's eyes were a little uncertain, and after a moment of silence, he walked forward slowly, "It's nothing."

Seeing that Qing Ci was coming, Ting Yu waved to her, telling her to come over quickly, and then said to Jing He who was kneeling on the ground in a cold voice, "Tell her yourself."

Qingci was a little puzzled, and slowly stepped forward, hesitating for a moment, trying to help Jinghe up on the ground.

Jinghe avoided her hand, and then said, "I'm sorry."

Qingci froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"Qingci." Jinghe once again looked up at Qingci standing in front of her, and said with a little relief, "I'm sorry, I framed you."

(End of this chapter)

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