Mi Qilin took her pulse, confirmed that she was just lethargic, helped her lie down, tucked the quilt for her, got up and was about to leave, when she caught a glimpse of the bowl beside the couch. Fangcai Wei Chi Yanning's mouth gestures to her before she fell into a coma were too fast, she didn't see clearly. Moreover, she clenched her hand to obviously not want her to feed Did she lose her appetite or She wanted to tell herself that there was something wrong with this bowl of soup?
The last mouth shape What did Yuchi Yanning want to say?
Mi Qilin looked towards the door vigilantly, and saw Lian Xin's back, then took out the teacup that he had stolen the medicine from his sleeve, and scooped a few spoonfuls of soup into it. The teacup was originally intended to be returned, but she did not expect it to be used as a tool for "transporting stolen goods". She filled the cup with more than half a cup of mixed soup, and she threw the rest of the soup bowl on the ground and spilled it all over the floor, so that it looked as if she had fallen ill again and knocked it over.
After completing the work of disappearing, Mi Qilin took Lian Xin to leave, but before she reached the gate of the courtyard, she heard someone calling her, and turned her head to see that it was the maid who was serving Yuchi Yanning just now.
"Madame is asleep. You go in and serve her. I'm going back." Mi Qilin hid the cup in his sleeve, and ran away without turning his body to her and screaming. It made the maid tilt her head in confusion, but then she thought that the eldest lady was crazy, and she might have fallen ill again, so she turned around and entered the room without thinking again.
Mi Qilin ran back to his yard like a gust of wind, and said to Lian Xin, "Stay at the door." He closed the door with a bang. She put the teacup on the table, like the last time she checked for medicine, she first smelled it and then took a sip
no problem! It's just that there are some chopped vegetables mixed in the batter, and only a little salt is added for seasoning. Although it is simple, for Yuchi Yanning's situation, using this kind of liquid food can be regarded as taking good care of it.
In the next few days, Mi Qilin lived a relaxed and comfortable life. The two concubines were divorced. Although she was crying and unwilling to leave, Shui Yunmei also knew that she could not resist the decree and disrespect, so she called the guards in the mansion. They dragged away and no one knew where they would go. Shui Yunmei's mother and daughter were probably intimidated, and they didn't dare to provoke her, which made her ears clean a lot.
"Aloe, are things ready?" Mi Qilin nestled lazily on the soft couch, and her dark hair, which had been carefully cleaned and maintained by her, was now draped softly on her shoulders.
"It's done. Miss, please take a look." Aloe walked forward holding a pair of embroidered shoes.
Mi Qilin took the pair of shoes and inspected them carefully. On the surface, they looked the same as ordinary embroidered shoes, except that the soles were made into wedge heels, which were nine to ten centimeters high. Although Aloe is good at being female, she was really shocked when the young lady gave her the blueprint two days ago. It was the first time she had seen such a strange shoe pattern.
"En. Not bad. The workmanship is good. I am very satisfied." Mi Qilin put the wedge shoes on his feet and took a few steps. He felt that he was much taller immediately, his waist was straightened, and his temperament was also enhanced a lot.
"It's just that this is the first time this servant girl has seen such a novelty shoe, so she didn't do it well." Aloe was quite modest.
"Hehe. It's okay. It's pretty good. I'll make a few more pairs when I have time. I can't help wearing this kind of cloth base. I'll try using wood later." Mi Qilin was worried that the thick cloth base wouldn't be able to withstand her heavy body. Pressure, if it is replaced by wood, it should be tougher and more wear-resistant.
Wearing wedge heels, Mitchell spun around the room in a loud voice. It's just that her current figure couldn't withstand such a burst of exercise, and she threw herself on the soft couch panting after a while. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com