Liang Shao smiled wryly, it is true, the heavens are not as good as the human beings.
He wanted to marry a girl from the Guo family. When he found out that the third girl, Yunfang, almost fell in love with him at first sight, and he didn't need to pay more attention, Liang Shao devoted all his energy to studying, not only for the sake of more confidence in next year's spring, but also In order to win the admiration of Mrs. Tai and the grandfather of the country, but he prides himself on being confident, Yunfang's marriage was decided without warning.
The man's father is an adult servant. He is a commoner, and he is not comparable at all. Even if Yunfang's heart is still on his side, the three-bedroom husband and wife will not allow it. The three-girl path is completely unworkable. Liang Shao leaned back in the chair and looked out the window. This way was not feasible, so he had to retreat and seek the next best thing. Four girls, Jia Ning…
A charming and seductive face appeared in his mind, and Liang Shao suddenly felt that marrying Song Jianing was not difficult to accept. Guo Boyan is in his prime, and Song Jianing's wife is very favored. As long as he makes full use of Guo Boyan's ten years of power, when Guo Boyan resigns at an old age, he will be able to stand on his own in the officialdom.
With a new goal, Liang Shao instructed his servant to keep an eye on the four girls. She was the only girl in the Guo family who was not engaged. In order to make sure nothing went wrong, he could no longer be as detached as he was with Yun Fang, and had to coax her. Song Jianing can't do without him.
But Song Jianing had not stepped out of Linyuntang for a month.
The marriage between her and Lu Zhen was arranged by Guo Boyan. Almost all the people in the capital believed that the marriage would not happen because Lu Zhen was too stupid. The Guo family did not look down on him, but Song Jianing knew the truth. , Song Jianing didn't want to go out, for fear of finding sympathy or ridicule from others, or hearing gossip.
She just wanted to stay in her own small courtyard, sew a few small clothes for her brother, look at the flowers and plants when she was tired of needlework, and her ears were clean. Song Jianing didn't listen when he came to solve her in person. She understands the truth, but she just can't take that step.
In fact, Song Jianing was very aggrieved. If she knew what was wrong with herself, she could change it, but she really didn't know. As for her dignified looks or her status as a direct descendant, there was nothing she could do.
"Sister, Huang Persimmon!" Brother Mao came back from playing outside. He couldn't explain it clearly. Brother Shang helped to explain: "Fourth Sister, the persimmons in Wang Ye's house are yellow again, and they are very big."
Song Jianing's interest was waning. A few days ago, Guo Xiao sent a basket of persimmons. She didn't eat any of them, and now she is not interested in the persimmons from Shouwangfu. I should use it three times a day, but it doesn't seem to taste so good anymore. Mrs. Tai said that she has lost weight. Song Jianing looked in the mirror and didn't see it. She could still easily squeeze the flesh on her face.
"If you want to eat persimmons, ask your mother for it. Don't worry about the palace." Song Jianing taught his younger brother seriously.
Brother Mao blinked, dragged Brother Shang away, and went to his mother to ask for persimmons to eat.
Song Jianing sat on the warm couch and continued to embroider his brother's robe. He had just finished sewing a cuff. Hearing the maid outside call "Second Girl", Song Jianing hurriedly put down her needle and thread, put on her shoes and went to the ground. Lifting the curtains, the second sister Lan Fang had already walked in front of her, a fifteen-year-old girl wearing a snow-blue robe, as elegant as a blue orchid.
"Second sister." Song Jianing said with a smile.
Lan Fang held her hand and asked affectionately as she walked in, "What are you doing? My grandmother misses you. She talks about you all day and you don't miss her either. My grandmother sent me to be a lobbyist."
A trace of guilt surged in Song Jianing's heart, but at the Anguo Temple, she saw with her own eyes that Lu Zhen's third sister's marriage was the maid next to her grandmother, and Song Jianing really didn't want to go there.
Of course Lanfang knew the fourth sister's heart knot, so let's put this topic aside for the time being. He picked up the boy's clothes that Song Jianing had sewed in half and looked at it. He sincerely praised: "My sister's needlework is getting better and better, we are really lucky brother Mao."
Song Jianing looked at her brother's clothes and smiled softly. She wasn't very good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, only needlework was good. Before entering Beijing, the old lady next to the Song family was good at Suzhou embroidery. Song Jianing and a few sisters on the same street liked to go to the old lady next door to play. The old lady was very fond of them and taught them needlework. Song Jianing learned the fastest. . After entering Beijing in her life, her mother saw that she had some talent in Su embroidery, and specially invited a Su embroidery maid from the embroidery room of the imperial government to teach her needlework.
After talking about needlework, Lan Fang finally turned to the topic, took Song Jianing's little hand and said with emotion: "Fourth sister, I'm going to get married next year, you may not feel it, but in my opinion, life really flies very fast. I always despise the second and third brothers for being annoying, and now I am particularly reluctant to let them go, and sometimes I secretly cry when I think of getting married."
Song Jianing understands that before sister Tingfang got married, she experienced the separation of sisters.
Lan Fang looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I heard from my grandmother that your third sister's wedding is scheduled for next August."
Song Jianing lowered his eyes.
Lan Fang sighed: "We are all sisters, what can't we overcome between sisters? What's more, the matter of the Lu family is all because of Mr. Lu's confusion. Your third sister is right, right? The fourth sister listens to me and follows me. Let’s go and say congratulations together, if the elder sister is at home, she will definitely say the same, grandma is happy when our sisters are in harmony, don’t you think?”
Song Jianing nodded lightly. She just didn't want to go out, and didn't mean to blame the third sister. For such a big event, she should go to congratulate her.
When my sister heard it, Lan Fang was overjoyed and said with a smile, "Then let's go now."
Song Jianing simply cleaned up, and stepped out of Linyuntang for the first time after the marriage went viral.
When I met a few maids on the road, they all bowed their heads and saluted in a proper manner. When they arrived at the third room, the sisters went to greet the third lady first. The third lady was busy reading the accounts, and when she learned that the nieces were here for Hexi, her chest was blocked, but it was an elder, and the third lady still had a smile on her face, and told the nieces to find their daughters.
Seeing Yunfang again after a month, Song Jianing was taken aback, Yun Fang had obviously lost a lot of weight!
Song Jianing was very surprised, and then she remembered that Shuang'er seemed to have said that Mrs. Tai had sent Mammy Cen to the third room, as if she wanted to teach Yunfang the rules again. Yun Fang usually dislikes tranquility the most. Could it be that she was "tortured" by Mama Cen and lost weight this month
"What are you two doing?" Yun Fang happened to be having a menstrual period and had unbearable abdominal pain. She was lying in the bed with a pale face.
Song Jianing didn't answer, Lan Fang smiled and sat beside the bed, jokingly said, "You've made a marriage, and my fourth sister and I are here to congratulate you."
Yun Fang got angry when she mentioned this marriage. The person she wanted to marry was Lu Zhen, but before she could persuade her mother to agree, the cold-faced eldest uncle strongly decided for her and asked her to marry Huang Zhensheng. Huang Zhensheng she met on the Mid-Autumn Festival last year. At that time, she and Huang Zhensheng's rogue brother took a fancy to the same rabbit lamp. She took a fancy to it first, but Huang's brothers rushed to the lamp shop before her and snatched the lamp. She wanted to spend After buying two shares of money, Huang Zhensheng, a big man, refused to change it, which made her mad.
"Nothing to cheer about." Yun Fang said with a sullen face, sitting up as she spoke, with her back against the head of the bed.
Lan Fang became closer to her, knew the old incident, and deliberately made a good guess, saying that Mr. Huang fell in love with her at first sight.
Yun Fang didn't believe it, Song Jianing listened to it, believed it, and then her heart became more and more sour, why didn't a decent young man fall in love with her at first sight
Song Jianing looked at Yunfang secretly. Sister Yunfang is so attractive, there must be something special about her. Well, Sister Yunfang is very beautiful, but she is also beautiful, so that shouldn't be the case. Song Jianing's gaze continued to move down along Yun Fang's neck, because Yun Fang was only wearing a middle coat, Song Jianing soon noticed that Yun Fang's chest... was very flat, almost invisible.
Song Jianing opened his mouth slightly, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind, Da Zhou women think thin is beautiful, does thin not only refer to the face, arms and waist, but also the pair of breasts? If that's the case, he quietly glanced at the placket of his clothes, Song Jianing finally no longer felt wronged, she was so fat, it's no wonder that Lu Zhen likes her.
Back at Linyuntang, Song Jianing thought about it again. In a previous life, when my aunt and cousin ridiculed her for being seductive and not serious, she looked at her face and her breasts at the same time, wouldn't that mean that if her breasts were flatter, her charm would be reduced by more than half
This thought gave Song Jianing hope. She looked exactly like her mother. Apart from the subtle differences in her face, the biggest difference between mother and daughter was her figure. The mother is slender and slender, her breasts are round and round, and the buttocks can't be retracted. Her chest...
Song Jianing immediately thought of the story of Mulan joining the army. The book said that Mulan used a white cloth to cover her chest to hide the difference between women and men, so she could do the same!
Song Jianing was very happy, and immediately ordered Shuang'er to prepare gauze.
Shuang'er went away in confusion, and soon brought a piece of white yarn the size of a handkerchief. Song Jianing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he called Shuang'er to his side and explained in a low voice. Shuang'er listened, involuntarily glanced at her girl's clothes with two big peach-like plackets hidden, and questioned worriedly: "Will it be uncomfortable?"
"No matter, try it first." Song Jianing was excited, so he didn't think so much.
Shuang'er had no choice but to turn over a piece of white yarn and use scissors to cut out a long strip, which could be wrapped around the girl four or five times. The master and servant were busy in the boudoir for a long time, constantly adjusting the length of the white gauze and the strength of the binding, and finally accompanied Song Jianing with a soft groan, and finally wrapped the pair of seductive "peaches" into two flat buns.
"Girl, do you feel uncomfortable?" Shuang'er asked worriedly.
Song Jianing shook his head against his will, and tried to walk around. After only a dozen steps, he couldn't take it anymore, as if he was about to suffocate, and quickly asked Shuang'er to loosen her up. Shuang'er was in charge of loosening, she held on to the bedpost to feel it silently, and stopped when she felt that it didn't affect her breathing much. After putting on clothes and looking in the mirror, I took a side view of the front, and it turned out to be much flatter.
Song Jianing smiled with satisfaction and happily went to show off in front of her mother.
Lin shi hadn't seen her daughter smile so innocently and innocently for more than a month. Although she thought that her daughter was fine like that, in order not to hurt her daughter's good mood, she still nodded her head: "Well, An An looks more beautiful in this way. , but you don't need to tie it at home, and you can tie it when you go out as a guest to save discomfort."
Song Jianing was indeed a little stuffy in his chest, so he obeyed obediently.
Taking advantage of her daughter's happiness, Lin's tentatively said: "Go and show your grandmother? Let your grandmother also praise her."
Song Jianing's expression changed slightly, just remembering the love that Mrs. Tai had for her, Song Jianing was embarrassed for a while, and said ok.
Lin was overjoyed and accompanied her daughter to Changxinyuan in person.
The maids next to Mrs. Tai all knew the status of the Fourth Girl in the manor, and even if they had any thoughts, they did not dare to show it. They were still respectful to Song Jianing, which was the same as before. As for Mrs. Lin, she was as distressed as the Lin family for Song Jianing's stupid idea, but she didn't dare to show any traces, and only hugged Song Jianing and praised her cleverness.
Only five or six days later, Song Jianing's breast wrap came in handy. Princess Chu, who had just finished serving the full moon wine for her eldest son, gave Song Jianing an invitation alone. After reading the post, Song Jianing remembered that in March, she went to the Chu Palace, and once said that Feng Zheng, who likes to eat sour cherries, would definitely give birth to a small son, and the king of Chu invited her to dinner alone when he was born...
So, are the couple asking her to reciprocate