The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"Yeah." Qingyin wanted to speak to comfort the cute little girl in front of her, but unfortunately, as soon as she opened her mouth, she was frightened by the hoarse sound like a tire rolling on the ground.

Qingyin was stunned.

The little girl didn't feel scared when she heard her mother's voice. She stared at Qingyin with her red eyes and said with great sympathy, "Mom, please don't talk anymore. Aunt Qinghe said that Mom is sick and uncomfortable, so she will become weak. Mom, please have a good rest."

The little girl was very sensible. She only dared to lie on the edge of the bed when guarding the bed, not daring to take up her space.

Qingyin smiled gently and reluctantly raised her hand to rub the little girl's head.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, mother is awake."

"Yes, mother." Liu Niannian wanted to cry, but she felt happy. She was sad because she saw her fragile mother finally wake up, but she was happy because her mother, who was so indifferent to her, touched her head so gently for the first time.

This feeling made her extremely happy, but the fear she had felt when she was frightened by her mother's appearance was also real.

Well, don’t cry, Liu Niannian. Aunt Qinghe said that you are already an adult, and adults should be strong and not cry in front of your mother.

Liu Niannian comforted herself in her heart.

She tried hard to hold back the tears in her eyes, and raised her lips slightly, trying to act like a reliable adult. She was completely unaware that her big watery eyes, coupled with her forced smile, made her look pitiful and cute no matter how you looked at her.

Qingyin sighed helplessly in her heart.

The little girl's unfamiliar and cautious look made it easy to see how distant the relationship between Song Qingqing and her biological mother was.

However, this was also the sin of the original body.

"Song Qingqing" blamed Liu Zhi's indifference after she became pregnant and gave birth to Liu Niannian on the fact that Liu Niannian was a girl, so Liu Zhi completely disliked her.

Therefore, her attitude towards her daughter has always been indifferent and unconcerned. Although she treated her daughter normally, "Song Qingqing" did not fulfill any of the responsibilities that a mother should have.

So it is normal for Liu Niannian to be sad but cautious and not dare to get close to her.

Qingyin held her forehead with her hand.

But now that she has traveled through time and space into this body, this child is her responsibility.

Qingyin tried to speak gently and asked the little girl, "Niannian, is your Aunt Qinghe?"

In fact, Qingyin had just jumped into the water, and her half-dead body made no sound. If Liu Niannian had not come closer, she would not have been able to hear what her mother was saying at all.

Qinghe is Song Qingqing's personal maid. She grew up with the original body and had a very good relationship with her. Qinghe was specially arranged for the original body by the old man of the Song family. She was the daughter of the martial arts master in the mansion, a family-born girl with pretty looks and extremely healthy body. She was also a good seedling for martial arts. After being chosen to be the eldest lady's personal maid, the mansion also deliberately did not let her give up learning martial arts.

It is just to let Qinghe protect her original body.

Unfortunately, no matter how outstanding Qinghe's abilities are, they cannot match the original body's excessive abilities.

This time, when the original body fell into the water, Qing He, who had always been loyal, would definitely save her immediately, but she was deliberately stopped by Liu Zhi, which led to Qing Yin's current state.

Qingyin asked Liu Niannian where Qinghe had gone, and the little girl answered very obediently, "Aunt Qinghe went to make medicine for mother, and asked me to stay here to look after her."

"Niannian is so good." Qingyin nodded in understanding after learning of Qinghe's whereabouts, and praised the little girl again.

The little girl's big round eyes opened even wider because of the praise, and her fair face turned a layer of pink, making her look even more adorable.

Liu Niannian shyly looked at Qingyin secretly, feeling that her mother seemed to have changed.

It became softer and more beautiful.

In the past, the look in my mother's eyes was always complicated, with a feeling that made her afraid, but now, her curved eyes were very clean, clear, and warm like the sun hanging in the sky.

Just now, her mother not only called her name gently, but also touched her head and... praised her. Liu Niannian's heart was filled with happiness.

I thought boldly: She... likes her current mother more.

Looking at the cute little girl who was stunned and dazed after hearing her compliment, Qingyin rubbed the little girl's fluffy hair again.

"Why, are you in a daze again?"

"Tired?"

"Ah?" Liu Niannian woke up and heard her mother's words clearly. Her little face, which was similar to her original body, opened her mouth in surprise and looked silly.

Qingyin looked at her silly daughter and her eyes softened a little.

"If you are tired, go to bed and sleep with mother."

"Is it really possible? Mother is sick, and Aunt Qinghe said that we can't affect her recovery."

Liu Niannian's eyes widened and she asked in disbelief.

Qingyin curled her eyes and said, "Of course."

……

Finally, the three-year-old girl couldn't resist the opportunity to be intimate with her beloved mother, so she took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

The girl snuggled up to Qingyin with her small body and carefully put her hand close to Qingyin's big hand.

Because of her mother's unusual tenderness today, it was enough to make this little girl, who had always lacked love, a little bolder, and she even had the courage to secretly hold her mother's hand.

How could Qingyin, who was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, not notice the movement of a warm little body beside her?

She turned her head and looked at Liu Niannian.

The action startled the little girl.

Liu Niannian raised her head in panic and apologized, "I'm sorry, mother..."

Qingyin stopped the little girl from apologizing and held her hand back.

"Nian Nian, you don't need to apologize to Mother, because you are Mother's favorite daughter."

Qingyin said seriously to the little girl.

Liu Niannian was stunned.

After all, she is just a three-year-old girl. No matter how smart she is, she is still a minor. Even some adults cannot control their emotions, let alone she is still a child.

She subconsciously started to tears.

"Mother... wuwu."

Qing Yin, who had just made the daughter of this world cry after a heart-to-heart talk with her, said: "..."

She looked at the girl in panic and wanted to hug her, but she had no strength left.

He could only open his mouth and comfort the little girl in a bitter voice, asking her not to cry.

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't cry, but I'm so happy..." Liu Niannian remembered to wipe away her tears with her hands while crying, but she shed so many tears that she couldn't wipe them away.

Liu Niannian was so anxious and panicked that she cried so hard that she suddenly burped.

This made Qingyin laugh again, and the little girl finally forgot her previous emotions, leaving only the embarrassment of doing something shameful.

"Burp... Mother, I will study etiquette well in the future." Liu Niannian blushed and looked at Qingyin embarrassedly.

Qingyin wiped the tears from the corners of Liu Niannian's eyes with her hand and smiled gently.

"It's okay. My Nian Nian is still young. There's no rush to learn etiquette later."

"But Nanny Li said that daughters of wealthy families should learn good etiquette from a young age." Hearing this, Liu Niannian showed confusion in her eyes and said hesitantly.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, the young master's studies are naturally taught by a nanny.

But for a young girl like Liu Niannian, the study of etiquette, painting, etc. cannot be considered serious at all. Those maids and professors should at most just be there to play with the young master.

Hearing Liu Niannian say this, Qingyin naturally realized from her daughter's words that something was wrong with the nanny.

Forcing such a young girl to learn etiquette in such a serious manner is naturally... just a deliberate torture.

Qingyin's eyes turned cold.

But looking at her daughter who was still looking at her pitifully, and who seemed a little nervous because of her suddenly cold eyes, Qingyin rubbed her head soothingly.

"Nian Nian, don't you believe in mother? Mother was also a rich girl before, and she also learned etiquette when she grew up. Do you think mother is any worse now?"

Liu Niannian shook her head firmly. In her heart, her mother was simply the most beautiful and perfect mother in the world.

Poor etiquette? Impossible.

The little girl, who was tricked by Qingyin's few words, felt relieved and lay quietly beside Qingyin, after going through several intense emotions just now.

The little girl fell asleep quickly in the safe environment.

Qingyin looked at her cute little face, reached out and poked her cheek carefully.

How cute! She has another daughter in this world.

Qingyin closed her eyes and thought happily.

Perhaps it was because children all had a special milky scent on their bodies. Qingyin smelled it and unknowingly felt tired and fell asleep.

……

Qing He, who had hurried back with the freshly boiled medicine, happened to see this scene: a mother and daughter who looked similar were lying together and sleeping in an extremely warm manner.

This scene made her feel extremely warm.

Qinghe smiled unconsciously, until the medicine she was holding accidentally slipped and the edge of the bowl burned her slender fingertips, then she realized the smile on her face.

After placing the medicine on the only table in the room, the pretty maid cautiously walked to the bedside and used her hand to test the temperature of the young lady's forehead.

Not so hot anymore.

When the young lady was unconscious before, she forced her to drink a pot of medicine, which finally brought down her fever.

Qinghe felt relieved.

Unfortunately, Qinghe was too worried too early.

Qingyin just woke up in the middle of the night, and when she fell asleep again in the second half of the night, she had a fever again.

The temperature scared Qinghe, who had been guarding the young lady, so much that she didn't care about the young lady lying next to her. She asked the servants to carefully carry the sleeping young lady back to her room. She opened her eyes and pulled the unfortunate court doctor to repeatedly measure the young lady's temperature, boil medicine, and wipe her body.

It was an extremely tiring night, and Qingyin's fever finally subsided at 5 a.m. the next day.

The next day, when Qingyin opened her eyes, she saw the familiar face of her original body and the personal maid in her memory, but with a pair of heavy dark circles under her eyes.

"Qinghe?" Qingyin called out weakly.

After a night's rest, the throat was no longer as painful as before, and Qingyin's voice also recovered a little, but it was still hoarse.

Listening to the young lady's voice, Qinghe quickly discovered that the young lady had finally woken up.

She looked up at Qingyin in surprise and excitedly said, "Miss, you are finally awake."

"Are you feeling any worse? The court doctor is right outside. If you feel any worse, I'll go ask the court doctor right away."

……

Qingyin looked helplessly at the little maid who kept chattering.

Qinghe is good in every way except for one shortcoming: she likes to nag and talk a lot. She grew up with the original body and they had a good relationship. The original body also liked to talk to Qinghe and was willing to listen to Qinghe, so Qinghe also developed the habit of talking a lot.

This is not obvious at ordinary times, but especially when the original body makes a mistake, the little maid Qinghe can't help it and loves to persuade Qingyin.

But now, the original body is gone, and it is Qingyin who should suffer.

Qingyin listened quietly to Qinghe's nagging, with a hint of tenderness in her calm eyes.

There's no sign of sadness on the surface.

But Qinghe was not included here. She looked at Qingyin with pity, and regarded Qingyin's abnormal appearance as a pitiful reaction of Qingyin who was extremely sad because of the cruel treatment by the master.

"Miss, don't be sad. It's not worth it for a cold-hearted man like the master." Qinghe suddenly said angrily.

As a maid who grew up with the young lady and has a very good relationship with her, in Qinghe's heart, the young lady is naturally the most important, so when dealing with her male master, Qinghe expressed an unusually avant-garde and modern idea.

Poor (?) Qingyin: "..."

???

Did she say anything? Why did Qing He suddenly mention Liu Zhi?

The confusion and dullness in Qingyin's eyes confirmed the "pain" in Qinghe's eyes.

She gritted her teeth, wishing she could bite a few more bites of the master's flesh in her heart to avenge the young lady, who deliberately prevented her from saving her.

But dreams are impossible.

Even if the young lady was the one who caused her suffering this time.

But the loyal little maid was extremely hypocritical.

Qinghe didn't dare to let the young lady immerse herself in "pain" any longer, so she stiffly changed the subject.

"Miss, what would you like to eat? I'll ask the servants to make it."

Qingyin pondered for a moment, "Roasted pheasant, stewed lamb, braised pork elbow...?"

This time it was Qinghe's turn to remain silent.

She looked at Qingyin awkwardly, and suddenly felt that the young lady might not be so sad for the time being.

Qingyin was talking about the dishes that her original body liked on a daily basis, but they seemed inappropriate at this moment.

"Miss, the court doctor said that your illness..." Qing He persuaded carefully. Just when she was about to say in a tactful way that she couldn't eat anything with a lot of oil or salt when she was sick, Qing Yin finally came to the rescue of the little maid:

"It's okay, I know, I can only drink some porridge."

Qing He: “…”

So, were you kidding her just now, miss?

Qinghe looked at Qingyin with resentment, but there was no trace of sadness between her brows.

She felt an inexplicable and strange feeling towards Qingyin.

But how could Qingyin, who was used to completing missions and had rich experience, not notice it? She frowned and pretended to be sad.

"I just wanted to taste something I liked when my mouth was the most bitter."

Hearing this, the strangeness in Qinghe's eyes disappeared instantly, and she slapped herself in annoyance.

Really, the young lady had obviously thought about it and changed the subject, but I ended up being tongue-tied and made her think of the master again.

"Miss, you're awake now. I'll ask the servants to make you a bowl of porridge, and I'll bring you medicine."

Qinghe walked out of the house in a panic, and her back looked like she was running away in a panic.

Inside the house, the woman who had been sad with her head down just now raised her head, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.

She curled her lips slightly and looked at Qinghe's running back with amusement.

Well, it’s easy to fail when you stir up trouble, but it’s fun to stir up trouble all the time.

Qingyin likes the feeling of walking on the strings.