Ning Xiaohua met Si Qingyao for the first time. She was dressed in radiant pearls. Ning Xiaohua thought she was a fairy who had fallen from the mortal world. Seeing that she was injured and trapped on a deserted slope, he carried her back to her earthen house. There was air leakage from all four walls of the house. My parents were sick and coughing, and my younger siblings were timidly hiding behind the door and looking around.
Si Qingyao looked at the poor situation and spoke softly, with a hint of calculating gentleness: "Come to my house and work as an errand. The monthly routine is enough to cure your parents."
Ning Xiaohua tightened her hand on the sickle used to collect herbs and refused the good offer at first, but then she had no choice but to go to Si Qingyao after careful consideration.
It wasn't until she entered the mansion and changed her name to Ningchun that she finally woke up.
This "errand" was completely different from what she had imagined.
The other maids in the mansion were busy running around performing their duties, but she was the only one who was pulled into the boudoir by the eldest lady to warm the bed under the quilt.
Ningchun felt uneasy: "Miss, isn't this bad?"
Si Qingyao hugged her, smiled lightly, and said in a coaxing tone: "It's really not good. You should take off your coat."
Ningchun was confused: "Huh? Oh, okay."
I was still thinking stupidly in my heart, don't bring the dust from outside into the bed.
Purpose: Let the love pass on