The vicious female supporting character who is stalked by the villain

There was no cloud in the sky, a scorching sun overhead, no wind, and all the trees stood listlessly and lazily. Only the rose is still alive in the yard, with yellow stamens inside the petals, revealing an intoxicating fragrance.

Su Xiang lay under the coolest tree in the yard, feeling the heat wave in the air. He tugged on his thick coat and feebly took off the book covering his face.

It's only June now and it's already getting hot. It's better to be modern, you can wear shorts, shorts, air conditioning, and popsicles.

"So hot……"

She looked at Qing He who was fanning her side and looked at him calmly.

The girl's beautiful face was already covered with fine beads of sweat. She noticed her gaze and smiled ingratiatingly. She endured her aching arms and increased her strength to let the cattail fan blow out more wind.

Today's second young lady is different from before. Although she has almost no mood swings, she sits in the yard every day, eating, drinking or reading.

But Qinghe couldn't forget the scary look in his eyes when he disturbed her sleep that day, and he became more and more cautious.

Hey...it would be great if she could enter the eldest lady or young master's yard.

Qingyun came over carrying a fruit plate with a happy face.

"Miss, I just received news that the ice cellar is about to open."

"Really?"

Su Xiang jumped up. For the first time in a long time, a light appeared on her face, and the corners of her mouth even turned up slightly.

In Cang Kingdom, there has always been a custom of storing ice cubes in ice cellars in winter and using them again in the next summer.

Don't talk about using saltpeter to make ice.

Although the people of the Cang Kingdom in the novel mined saltpeter during the production of gunpowder, since the amount of saltpeter was not large, they had not yet discovered the true role of saltpeter. They still followed the old method of getting ice from the ice cellar in summer.

It was the first time Qingyun saw the young lady acting so childishly, and his eyes softened a little.

"Yes. I heard what Butler Zhao said today. He said that the heat was too early this year and the temperature was too high. After consulting the master, he decided to open the ice cellar to get ice."

Mentioning this, Su Xiang thought of a plot point in the later part of the novel, and the smile on his lips disappeared instantly.

The early days of hot weather mean there will be prolonged drought, severe drought, withering of food, displacement of people, and even epidemics.

She remembered that in the novel, a plague would break out in the coming year, and the heroine would become famous because of it, but the original heroine contracted the disease and almost died. In the end, the heroine came up with a recipe to save her, at the cost of Su Xiangguo supporting Aunt Liu, and Su Wan and her brother and sister became legitimate sons.

Su Xiang came back to his senses, stood up and stretched, waving to Qing He to signal that there was no need to fan.

She had to prepare in advance, she didn't want to get sick.

Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief, put down his sore arms, lowered his head and stood aside.

Su Xiang didn't care about this. She thought about the ice cubes that would be available soon and subconsciously licked the corners of her mouth.

With ice cubes, it is convenient for her to make iced fruit tea.

The next day, the ice cellar was indeed opened.

Su Xiang had just finished breakfast and was eating a few bites of cut peaches when a man walked in carrying a huge copper basin and placed the copper basin not far from her feet. There were several pieces of ice in it. There was a hint of cool air rising upwards.

Su wanted to raise her eyes, and happened to meet a pair of dark eyes. The owner of the eyes saw that she had no movement, but only moved the corners of her mouth slightly, and shouted.

"Miss."

It was Lin Xue An who carried the ice basin in.

Qingyun followed him through the door, fearing that she would be angry, so he quickly explained: "Miss, when the housekeeper informed me to get ice this morning, Qinghe was busy with something. I couldn't call anyone for a while, so I asked Ye Qi to help."

Feeling the coolness emanating from the ice cubes, Su wanted to be in a good mood and didn't care about it.

For the first time, she didn't face him with a straight face, but curled her lips lightly.

"understood."

Su Xiang looked at the cold ice and asked Qingyun, "Qingyun, have you done what I told you before?"

Qingyun nodded quickly, "The ice tea you asked me to make will be delivered by the people in the kitchen soon."

"Well done."

A few days ago, she and Su Xiangguo mentioned setting up a small kitchen, but he was shocked and thought she was trying to be a monster again.

But Su wanted to excuse him by saying that he was too lazy to go out now and it would be too troublesome to come to eat every time.

Aunt Liu on the side rolled her eyes and spoke for her, and finally the matter was settled.

But Su Xiangguo has a condition: she can usually eat in the small kitchen alone, but when the ancestor comes back, she must go to the main house to eat.

Su Xiang thought this was fine and agreed.

How good this is, she doesn't have to watch the heroine and her family being harmonious and beautiful, and the heroine and the others don't have to watch her being unlucky. Perhaps this is why Aunt Liu spoke for herself.

Ever since she heard the news that the ice cellar was going to be opened yesterday, she quickly wrote down the method of making iced fruit tea on a piece of paper and gave it to Qingyun, asking her to get the ice cubes tomorrow and ask the people in the kitchen to follow the recipe. Bring out the iced fruit tea.

Hehe... On a hot day, blowing the air-conditioning with ice cubes and drinking a cup of fruit tea is so refreshing.

While waiting for the fruit tea, Su Xiang glanced at the white linen clothes on the villain who was standing aside, and raised his eyebrows, feeling a rare conscience.

Although he doesn't want to be associated with the villain, as a master, rewards and punishments are clear, and he and Qingyun must be rewarded for what they do to make her happy.

"Qingyun, go get the treasure box on my dressing cabinet."

Qingyun worked quickly and brought the things quickly. Su Xiang took them and opened them.

The treasure box is divided into two layers. The upper layer contains a lot of gorgeous hairpin jewelry and the like, and the lower layer contains some gold and silver jewelry.

She gave Qingyun a pair of pearl earrings, and Qingyun accepted them gratefully.

Su wanted to pick out a slightly larger golden bead and handed it to the boy, "Go on."

Lin Xue An lowered her head and looked at the girl holding a golden bead on her white fingertips, and felt reassured.

He stretched out his hands and put them together, and the golden beads fell down. When the thin white fingertips left, they touched the palm of his left hand, and the palm instantly felt itchy.

Before he could think about it, Su Xiang waved him away.

The young man walked out of the house expressionlessly, holding the golden beads in his hands. On the way, a maid greeted him with a slightly blushing face, but he ignored her and walked away.

He finished his work in the morning and didn't even eat at noon. The young man returned to his shabby room sweating profusely, sat by the only bed, took out the golden beads hidden in his chest, and looked at them carefully.

This gold bead is of great weight. If you exchange it for silver, your life will be better.

After reading it, Lin Xue secretly put the golden beads into an iron box beside her bed, locked it and put it away, slightly lost in thought.

It seems that she is in a good mood today... She does not regard herself as nothing, and even rewards herself with things...

Does she like ice that much?

When his thoughts came back to his senses, Lin Xue An found that he was unconsciously touching the palm of his left hand with his right hand, where there seemed to be the touch of the girl's cold and soft fingertips.

Lin Xue stared at the palm of his left hand with a dull expression. His dark eyes were as deep as smudged ink. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. In a daze, he seemed to smell a faint fragrance of peach.

After a long time, he finally put his palms together, leaned against the bed and closed his eyes to rest.

There was a sigh from nowhere in the dilapidated house.