Soon, Xiaocao pushed the door and walked in again.
Konggu hurried over and asked in a low voice, "Why did you come back so soon? What did Madam Li say?"
Xiao Cao walked to the beauty cushion and sat down. This beauty cushion was placed next to the desk by the window. Usually, when the lady was tired of writing or sewing, she would come here to lie down for a while, read some books and chat with the maids. Only when the general was not in the mansion, she and Konggu would take turns to be on duty at night, and lying on this beauty cushion would allow them to have a good sleep.
Seeing Xiaocao in a daze without saying anything, Konggu became anxious and pushed her forward: "What's wrong with you? Say something?"
Xiao Cao fell on the beauty's back following Konggu's push, and dragged the quilt prepared by Konggu to cover her face: "Sister Konggu, I seem to have done something wrong, what should I do, I am sorry to the Madam."
"What happened? Please explain it clearly." Konggu became more and more anxious. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Weiyang's voice coming from the inner room. The two of them held their breath.
After a while, Wei Yang came out with her shoes dangling. She was wearing a silver-red jacket and asked as she walked, "What are you talking about? I just can't sleep, so let's talk together."
"Madam, you came out and prepared without calling us." Konggu hurried into the house to grab the quilt. Xiaocao was panicked and jumped down from the place where no one was leaning against: "Madam, come here and lean against me."
As she spoke, Xiaocao hurriedly folded the quilt she had just covered herself with and placed it at one end for Weiyang to lean on.
Wei Yang had just leaned forward when Kong Gu came out with a quilt in his arms and covered Wei Yang carefully: "Madam, would you like some hot water?"
Wei Yang, who was lying on the quilt in deep thought, looked at Kong Gu and Xiao Cao and said, "No need, come over here and let's talk."
Konggu sat down beside the couch and straightened the corners of the quilt for Weiyang. Xiaocao moved the small stool she usually used for needlework and sat in front of the couch.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Wei Yang's voice was very soft, but it was faintly tired. She had just been lying there for a while, thinking a lot, and the more she thought, the more confused her mind became. When she heard the two maids talking outside, she simply stood up, thinking that maybe she would feel less panicked if she talked.
Xiao Cao lowered her head, tears rolling down her cheeks. Finally, she couldn't help herself and knelt down with a plop. "Madam, as soon as we arrived in Liuzhou, I noticed that Xiao Hua was not right."
Seeing Wei Yang looking at her in confusion, Xiao Cao felt ashamed: "The day before Madam's banquet, I took her out shopping and accidentally discovered that she spoke a phrase from Dafeng. Later, when I asked her again, she shook her head and denied it, saying that I might have heard it wrong and she just learned it casually, and it didn't sound right."
At this point, Xiaocao felt even more ashamed: "I didn't take it seriously at the time. I thought it was possible. When I went to Beijing, I secretly learned Mandarin from the people there. When I arrived in Liuzhou, I also learned the dialect of Liuzhou. I didn't think it was a little bit different."
Weiyang took the teacup handed over by Konggu, took a sip of the hot water, and looked at Konggu: "Pour a cup for Xiaocao as well, and wipe her face. You look so ugly from crying."
Seeing that the lady was still in the mood to joke, Xiao Cao calmed down and continued, "On the day of the banquet, Nanny Li originally arranged for Xiao Hua and me to be in charge of the reception in the banquet hall. However, Xiao Hua came to Nanny Li in the morning and said that she felt uncomfortable in her stomach and was afraid that it would delay the lady's work. Could someone else go? She could go to the kitchen to help light the fire."