Ninety-second bowl of soup (4)
"Oh, is this a gift from the second girl?"
The girl reclining on the couch took off the green skirt she wore in the daytime, and only wore a thin gauze skirt, revealing two thin white legs, and the toenails shaped like shells were painted with bright impatiens. Juice, but also lining the skin like snow.
The maid Chunjin, who knelt on the ground and did not dare to raise her head, replied cautiously: "My girl misses the eldest girl, so I ordered my servant to give you this set of masks. The ancestors specially ordered people to melt dozens of taels of gold to make it. My girl kept it in the casket—"
"In that case, you can take it back." Qing Huan peeled a grape and put it in her mouth, "A gentleman does not steal what others like, not to mention, it would be too shameful for me to give this kind of second-hand goods."
It was the first time Chunjin saw someone disrespecting her second girl. She was also vain, so she stopped kneeling immediately and stood up and spoke decisively: "Whatever the eldest girl said, I am not afraid of chilling the second girl's heart. It's a family of sisters—"
"Sister! Sister!"
Before he could finish speaking, he heard someone calling his sister in the courtyard. Qing Huan put on his shoes and put on a coat, and sat down on the beauty bed, with a smile on his lips: "It's the second master, go and welcome her in."
"yes."
The maidservants and mothers around her are all around Mrs. Zhao, they are both capable and obedient, and most importantly, they are not bad-hearted.
Qi Che happily came in holding a sandalwood box, followed by Qi Ke who was quiet and calm. The two brothers, one in front and one behind, were all for their younger sister Baolai.
Chun Jin's eyes widened, God, there was a set of white jade face in that box, which was more beautiful and expensive than the set in her hand. For a woven belt, one oriental bead is worth a lot, and the whole belt costs hundreds of pieces at least. Although the eldest wife is the daughter of an imperial merchant and her family is well-off, she never expected to be so rich! Is this giving the big girl all the good things? Compared with this, the set of golden noodles that the second girl thinks she is giving generously is really not on the table, no wonder the eldest girl looks down on it.
"Don't go yet, wait until I treat you to dinner?" Qing Huan glanced over lazily, Chun Jin held the box in her hand and staggered away, Qi Che turned her back to her Rolling his eyes, he told Qing Huan: "In the future, you must never have any contact with the second room, especially the second sister, who has bad intentions and must keep a distance."
"Don't accept what you give." Qi Ke added.
"What the brothers said is true, I have written it down." Qing Huan said with a smile, "it just happened to be ready for dinner, why don't the brothers stay and eat together? Father and mother said that they will come over later, and our family will also eat together. Lively and lively."
The two brothers looked at each other and were very satisfied with the younger sister, so they nodded in agreement. When the Grand Master and Mrs. Zhao arrived, the family enjoyed themselves in harmony, and it was really indescribably warm and happy.
Regarding Qing Huan's origin, their family kept silent. Master Yunhai said when he asked them to pick her up, don't ask anything, just treat her as a family member, and she will naturally be rewarded. Remember to be greedy and unbearable. Live this honor. Mrs. Zhao had already regarded Qing Huan as her own daughter, and getting along with her these few days made her love Qing Huan like a treasure. After this meal, the Eldest Master and Qi Keqiche brothers also had a good impression of Qing Huan. Their family was not happy in this Duke's mansion, but now that they have a younger sister, this boundless hard life is over. look forward to.
In the Hundred Flowers Banquet three days later, no matter whether Qing Huan can catch the crown prince's eyes or not, it will be a good thing for Dafang.
Three days passed in a blink of an eye. On the morning when the Hundred Flowers Banquet started, the noble ladies from all the prefectures dressed up and got on the carriages to enter the palace. Dressed up, all the servants in the Duke's Mansion got up early to serve, at this time there was a scream that shook the world and cried ghosts and gods: "Ah-!!!!"
"...What's the matter?" Mrs. Zhao, who got up early to dress her daughter, was startled.
Qing Huan supported her chin with one hand, and took a bite of the freshly baked sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It was sweet, soft and delicious. She has been an emperor and a queen, and she knows that few people would open their stomachs to eat at such a banquet, so she must have enough food in the morning, otherwise, when everyone is reciting poems and composing elegantly, her stomach will cry out because of hunger, isn't that right? Extremely embarrassing. So she let Mrs. Zhao act on her face, and she ate deliciously by herself.
"Listen, old slave, it seems to have come from the second bedroom." Mother Chen was not sure, and hurriedly asked a maid to go out to inquire.
After a while, the maidservant came back, and she seemed to have lost her soul: "Madam... it's not good... the big thing is not good!"
"What's wrong, you have to make it clear." Qing Huan broke a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake in half, ate half for herself, and fed the other half to Mrs. Zhao. Mrs. Zhao hurt her like an eyeball, and ate her as soon as she opened her mouth. Qing Huan continued, "Who is wrong?"
Only then did the servant girl catch her breath, and she slapped herself first: "The servant girl is wrong, it is the second girl, and the second girl is not good!"
"Huh?" Mrs. Zhao was surprised, "What's the matter? The one was fine when I saw it yesterday, but I was picking at the clothes. Why is it not good today?"
There are many girls in the Duke's Mansion, and the second master and the third master have several concubines. Added together, there are estimated to be more than a dozen or twenty concubines from the concubines. Among them, the second girl Qi Mei is the most valued, because of her appearance. She had the best life, and was the best at acting like a baby. Yesterday when Mrs. Zhao saw the selection of clothes, it was because the second girl was suddenly dissatisfied with her outfit, so she brought all the other sisters' clothes over, trying on a set to find her favorite.
If Qing Huan's clothes hadn't been prepared by Mrs. Zhao herself, she might not have escaped this fate.
Speaking of which, the ancestors always liked to know the rules, but this time they didn't even scold him, probably pinning all their hopes on the second girl.
It's a pity...
"Second Miss, Second Miss wakes up in the morning, all her hair has fallen out! Even her scalp is rotten!"
Mother Chen was dumbfounded: "Huh?"
Mrs. Zhao was also surprised: "What's going on?"
Only Qing Huan smiled but said, "Since this is the case, will the second girl still go to the Hundred Flowers Banquet?"
"The second girl is crying in the yard. The second master and the second wife have been coaxing for a long time, and they have alarmed the ancestors!" The maid has a fiery heart of gossip, "Madam, girl, do you want the servant to go to inquire again?"
Qing Huan took a sip of tea and said, "No need, let her go."
Mrs. Zhao continued to do Qing Huan's makeup, but she felt very strange: "Hair fell out... the scalp is rotten, why does this sound so familiar to me?"
"Madam, don't you remember? A few years ago, there was a noble girl who had the same problem. She said it was caused by the second girl, and she blamed the second girl for giving her a hairpin—"
"Qing Huan!" Mrs. Zhao asked hurriedly, "I heard from your elder brother yesterday that the second girl also gave you something? I—"
"Don't worry, mother, I'll confiscate it." Qing Huan took Zhao Shi's hand and found that her palm was full of sweat. It was freezing cold on such a hot day. "Don't be afraid."
"That's good, that's good..." Mrs. Zhao didn't doubt that Qi Mei had such vicious thoughts at all. "Does my son know that my ancestor once raised a snow-white cat? That cat is really beautiful and spiritual. The ancestor likes it very much. He always hugs it wherever he goes."
Qing Huan thought about it for a while: "I didn't see any cats yesterday."
"The cat died, fell into the pool and drowned." Mrs. Zhao said, "In the courtyard of Sanfang."
Qing Huan asked: "Did you die?"
"It is said that the concubine of the third room saw the cat that sneaked out and wanted to play, but the cat was disobedient, so he threw the cat into the pond. You are favored, but your legs are still not good enough." Zhao frowned, "But later your second brother told me that he saw it with his own eyes, and it was the second girl who caught the cat and put it in the water tank in his yard. She drowned and played with it, and after killing it, she threw it into the courtyard of Sanfang. She also likes the cat, and asked for it from her ancestor, but he didn't give it to her."
Mrs. Zhao naturally believed in her own children. The old ancestor was different from her. The second girl was the granddaughter of the old ancestor's direct relative. She was loved the most on weekdays. She was just a cat that kept the old man company. Ruined, not only that, but also framed innocent people, every time I think about it, I feel chills all over my body.
Because of this, Mrs. Zhao had a bad impression of Qi Meisu, and when she heard that she gave Qing Huan something, her heart skipped a beat.
Qing Huan smiled: "It's a cruel one. I heard that everything has a spirit. I'm afraid the cat killed by her came back to find her."
She just said it casually, but Mrs. Zhao nodded: "That's right, that's why you have to be kind-hearted, and don't think of harming others."
Qing Huan smiled again, faced the mirror, pasted flowers on her forehead, and asked Mrs. Zhao, "Mother, do you think I'm pretty?"
Mrs. Zhao stared at her bewilderedly, with tears gradually forming in her eyes: "Beautiful, my mother's daughter... is the most beautiful."
Qing Huan didn't expect her to cry again after a disagreement, so she came over and held her arm: "Mother, now I am with you, Daddy treats you lovingly, brothers are promising and capable, your tears in the future should be It is happiness."
Mrs. Zhao listened to her very much, and quickly wiped the corners of her eyes: "Hey, listen to my son."
The mother and daughter walked out of the small yard, and the second girl's frantic screams approached, and she was stopped by a group of women and maids, and rushed towards Qing Huan: "You hurt me! Bitch! You hurt me! You must have hurt me!"
Before Qing Huan could speak, Mrs. Zhao stood in front of her and said sharply, "Second Miss, be careful!"
Qing Huan gently tugged on Zhao Shi's hand, and smiled at the second girl: "I think you are unhappy with retribution, if you make things difficult for me again, I'm afraid it's not only the scalp that's rotten, but also this worthless face."