"No need, this one is good enough." Qu Moying said, reaching out to pick up a belt placed aside, and the things wrapped in the belt immediately shook out.
This set of clothes is a complete set, with a belt on top and shoes and socks underneath, all of which are worn according to funeral arrangements, and there is even a white silk flower.
It is a very simple hand-tied silk flower, but the craftsmanship is excellent. The core of the flower is light yellow, very beautiful and suitable for the subsequent scene.
The five-petal flower is not complicated and can be seen clearly at a glance. It is tied on a silver hairpin.
"Miss, is there anything wrong with this flower?" When Nanny Miao saw Qu Moying pick up the flower, look at it carefully, and smell it carefully, she asked in confusion.
"Madame Miao, take a look." Qu Moying handed the flower to Madame Miao. Madame Miao took it and first took it to Wen Yijian to smell it. Then her face turned pale and she looked up at Qu Moying, "Miss, is there something on it?"
When it comes to sense of smell, even Aunt Miao cannot compare to Qu Moying.
"Very faint, almost nothing." Qu Moying nodded, "Mammy, do you think it smells like the love flower you showed me before?"
"A bit like that." Nanny Miao's face turned ugly. She took it to the table and smelled it carefully. Then she closed her eyes and tasted it carefully. Finally, she opened her eyes and said, "Miss, it smells like the love flower. The smell is very light and mixed with the smell of incense and candles. If you don't tell me, I can't smell it at all."
The scent of the Zhanqing flower is very light, and it also has a hint of the scent of Buddhist incense. Taking it at this moment can be said to be perfect.
If Qu Moying hadn't had a different sense of smell from ordinary people since he was a child, he wouldn't have been able to smell it even from someone as familiar as Madam Miao.
"Miss, the second lady wants to harm you!" Nanny Miao had no idea what was going on. Her eyes fell on the clothes, she took them and put them in front of her nose to smell them.
Next comes the belt, and then the shoes.
"Miss, there's also some on your shoes." Aunt Miao's face was filled with anger. "The Second Madam is so vicious. She wants to ruin Miss's reputation! At the funeral of the Crown Princess..."
The medicinal properties of the Zhanqing Flower are not actually very strong, and it doesn't even confuse people's minds. It is not very useful. When a woman in the northern border falls in love with a man, she will occasionally look for this flower. She will squeeze the juice behind her ears and on her hairline, which will make her eyes watery and her skin rosy, making her look passionate and charming. Therefore, it is called the Zhanqing Flower.
Just showing your emotions, showing the beautiful manner of a woman.
In the past, this flower was used and it was nothing special. It made girls look more charming, with watery eyes and rosy face, and people would even think that women were delicate and beautiful. But what if it was used at the funeral of the Crown Princess
As the cousin, Qu Moying not only didn't cry out of grief at the Crown Princess' funeral, but she also looked seductive. Who is she trying to seduce
At the Crown Princess' funeral, the most indispensable person is the Crown Prince...
The more I think about it, the more frightening it becomes.
"This second lady is so vicious that it's outrageous." Yu Dong also understood the meaning of what Miao Mama and Qu Moying said at this time, and couldn't help but said in shock and anger, "I don't know how she knew about such an evil flower?"
Yudong knew that Nanny Miao was from Northern Xinjiang, but there were no people from Northern Xinjiang around Madam Qu Er, so how could she know about such an evil flower
"Never mind that now, miss.
What should we do now? "Yuchun was also very angry, interrupting Yudong's words and asked anxiously.
"Exchange the shoes from the set of clothes we made for this pair of shoes. As for this flower..." Qu Moying's eyes swept over the exquisitely made flower, "Just take it with you. Since they were made together, they should be the same."
"Miss, how can they be sure that the flower you chose is this one?" Nanny Miao nodded and her eyes fell on the beautiful flower.
"They are all the same, no matter which one I choose." Qu Moying curled the corners of her lips. Four sets of clothes, four beautiful flowers and four pairs of shoes. If nothing unexpected happens, these sets of clothes will have accidents after I go out, and then they will be sent back to the sewing room, and then replaced with things without the love flowers, and then sent to the lady.
Then no matter which suit she chose, she would inevitably choose the one with the Zhan Qinghua. If something went wrong in the end, Yu could also put the blame on herself. She was the one who chose the clothes, so there was no way she could have gone wrong. Even if something went wrong, it was her own business. She was the one who did something shameless and unethical at her cousin's funeral.
It’s not Yu’s fault.
Since Yu wanted to make such a scene at Ji Hanyue's funeral and take advantage of Ji Hanyue's funeral, she would not hold back. As it happened, she had originally wanted to ruin the prince's so-called deep affection and loyalty. This so-called funeral actually looked more like a joke to her.
A murderer who harmed someone, yet acted like a man of deep affection and hurt by love in front of the world, and gained the sympathy of the world, and earned a reputation for being loyal and righteous. Pei Luoan really wanted everything. If that's the case, then let's expose him all at once...
"Take all of these with you, Ma'am. Use the clothes from this set. Fumigate them with the prepared medicinal scent and apply the medicinal juice on them." Qu Moying said slowly.
The words were not clear, but Aunt Miao understood immediately and exclaimed: "Miss..."
"I know, it's okay." Qu Moying shook his head, his eyes dark. "After tomorrow's incident, no matter what happens to Qu Qiuyan in the future, it has nothing to do with me. Yudong, go and find out if anything happened to the sewing room's housekeeper after she left Qianyueju?"
Once this matter is investigated clearly, it will be Yu's handle, and it is the evidence that Yu can never get rid of. Yu is so bold that he dares to take advantage of Ji Hanyue's funeral, so he must bear the consequences.
"Yes, I know." Yudong nodded and went down.
After a while, she reported what she had found out to Qu Moying. Sure enough, the maid who was in charge of the sewing room somehow fell down when she walked out of the door of Qianyue Residence, and then bumped into several maids who were holding clothes. They all rolled into a ball, and many people saw it.
The clothes were dirty, and even several of the floral arrangements were flattened. The manager of the sewing room had no choice but to go back and sort things out, saying that he would report to the lady later.
Many people witnessed this incident, not only the people from Qianyueju, but also several maids and old women passing by. Qianyueju is located in the center of the mansion, and other servants would pass by from time to time.
"Miss, I heard that one of them was the maidservant of the Madam." After Yu Dong finished explaining what happened, she added, "The maidservant who was in charge of the sewing room also recognized her and asked her to tell the Madam that they would come over after they sorted it out and apologize to her first."
Qumo
Ying smiled faintly and nodded. This was a deliberate escape plan prepared by Yu Shi because she was afraid that someone would suspect her. However, this kind of thing is a double-edged sword. Sometimes you can say this, and sometimes you can say that. It is useful for Yu Shi and for herself...
She was still looking forward to attending her own funeral...
The next morning, the people in the Qu Mansion were already ready. Not only the West Mansion, but also the East Mansion went with the lady-in-waiting. Although the two mansions lived separately, it could not be considered a real separation. When they went out, it was usually the lady-in-waiting who led the team.
The lady's health had improved a little, and her spirits were not as bad as before. She asked Qu Moying to follow her in the front carriage. The carriages following behind were Yu and Qu Qiuyan, Luo and Qu Xuexin, Qu Caiyue, and Master Qu and his two sons, who followed on horseback.
Qu Zhizhen has not come back yet and is still helping out in the Prince's Mansion.
Master Qu Zhilin is the Imperial Censor, which is a sinecure when nothing is going on. On weekdays, he is considered a man of average talent in the court. He lacks some knowledge and talent compared to his second brother, but he is a good person.
Following behind him was his eldest son Qu Minghui, his eldest son, born to Luo. On the other side was Qu Mingcheng, born to Yu, and a twin brother to Qu Qiuyan. They usually lived in the outer courtyard and seldom came in. The two brothers were the eldest and second sons of the Qu family, and studied together in the Imperial College.
Qu Zhizhen is busy with his work, so he basically asks his eldest brother to help supervise his son's schoolwork. Therefore, Qu Mingcheng also has his own yard in the East Courtyard, and even spends most of his time in the East Courtyard with Qu Minghui.
After Qu Moying returned home, he had only met the only young master of the West Mansion two or three times, and he was very cold every time they met.
"Ying girl, don't be sad. The Crown Princess is a good person, but she has a bad fate." Seeing that Qu Moying had been silent since she got on the carriage, the lady thought she was sad, so she reached out to hold her hand and comforted her softly.
Qu Moying raised her face. Her pale little face was covered by a wide veil and her lips were pale in color, making her look even more pitiful.
When she was walking down the stairs just now, the old lady looked back at her granddaughter, her heart ached and she almost cried. Her thin body was almost blown away by the wind, and she was wearing such a loose white dress. The wind blew and the corners of her clothes fluttered, which made people feel more sad and painful.
"Grandma, I'm fine." Qu Moying said softly.
"Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" the lady asked again.
“Grandma, I just thought of my cousin. I… I haven’t seen my cousin very often, but she gave me a gift, and the doctor who treats my eyes was also sent by her. I was thinking of thanking her, but… but…” Qu Moying lowered his head. Although he couldn’t see her eyes, he knew that her eyes must be red at this moment.
"Good child, it's okay. You still have your grandmother in the future, don't be afraid!" The lady sighed deeply, hugged her granddaughter in her arms, and comforted her softly.
"Grandma, I'm fine." Qu Moying shook her head and said obediently while burying herself in the arms of the old lady. She was the same age as Qu Qiuyan, but the old lady felt that she was much thinner than Qu Qiuyan and did not look like a 14-year-old girl at all. She was suddenly filled with sorrow and her eyes turned red. She kept saying, "Ying girl, everything will be fine in the future. Nothing will happen."