When Sima Hong came to see Mingyu again, Mingyu was drawing Go on a piece of paper with an eyebrow pencil out of boredom. She was playing for herself. She heard Master Bao's voice in the yard and immediately stuffed the paper and pen under her pillow. With Master Bao's curiosity, if he saw this new thing, he would definitely ask what it was.
As soon as the words in the yard fell, Sima Hong came in carelessly, lifted the bead curtain, and entered the inner room.
This little bastard never knocks when entering her room, Mingyu complained angrily.
"Are you okay?" Sima Hong asked.
Mingyu nodded, "Much better, thank you for your concern, Master."
"Well, how about I take you out to play? Where do you want to go? How about I take you hunting? Catch a pair of rabbits for you to play with?" Sima Hong said with a smile.
Mingyu immediately shook her head. According to her experience, she cherished life and stayed away from dogs.
"Then what do you want to do?" Sima Hong asked. He didn't like this, and he was not happy with that.
Mingyu wanted to say that she didn't want to do anything, but then she changed her mind and looked up and asked, "Do you have a book? Can you lend it to me? No skipping. Reading is always safe, at least you can understand what the world is like.
Sima Hong saw Mingyu looking up at him eagerly, and his heart softened. He quickly said generously: "Yes, there are many books in my study. If you want to read, just go and take them. You can take as many as you want."
In the afternoon, Mingyu took Lixiang to Sima Hong's study. Mingyu thought that it was Sima Hong's territory after all, and it would be inconvenient for her to bring someone in, so she asked Lixiang to wait outside the yard, and she went in to get two books.
Mingyu stepped into the yard, and her footsteps reached the study. Yingrong, who was cleaning the study, came out hurriedly, holding a feather duster in her hand. Seeing Mingyu, Yingrong smiled and bowed at the door, "Greetings to the Second Madam." But she stood at the door, holding it motionless, with no intention of letting Mingyu in.
Mingyu glanced at her without saying a word, and walked towards the study door. Yingrong quickly said apologetically, "Excuse me, Second Madam, you cannot enter this study."
Mingyu looked up at her. Yingrong felt uneasy when she saw his big eyes with distinct black and white. She forced a smile and said, "This is the Second Master's order. The Second Master said that no outsiders are allowed to enter the study without his permission. Second Madam, please don't mind it. This is the Second Master's intention. Yingrong has no choice but to follow his orders."
Mingyu didn't say anything, just nodded and was about to go back. She would rather believe that Sima Hong didn't tell Yingrong to come in and get the book to read.
Seeing Mingyu was about to leave, Yingrong smiled, her eyes rolling with a triumphant mood, and she said gratefully, "Second Madam is a good and sensible person. You don't know that many people in this house are jealous of Second Master's study. Those big stewards want to borrow some books to read. I have offended so many people in order to guard this study for Second Master. When I encounter those unreasonable people who want to break in by relying on their status, I can't get a good word from them even if I talk my mouth off. It would be great if everyone was as easy to talk to as Second Madam!"
Mingyu turned her head to look at Yingrong, who had an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, and a fake smile. No matter how beautiful a girl is, once she is overwhelmed by jealousy, she will have an ugly face that is disgusting.
"Miss Yingrong." Mingyu spoke up, her face calm and her eyes sharp, "It's good to get an advantage, but it's not good to be a good kid."
Yingrong's smile froze on her face, and she pretended to be dumb and said, "I don't understand what Second Madam said."
Mingyu nodded, "Very good, you still know that you are a servant, you haven't forgotten your duty." Looking at the stiff expression on Yingrong's face, Mingyu suddenly felt very happy. Could it be that she was bullied by Master Bao and Comrade Cuihua, so she could only bully Yingrong, the "weak one"? This was really not the style of an excellent people's teacher.
Alas, the world is in decline nowadays. It’s okay to be bullied by Cuihua and the others, because they are big bosses and I can’t afford to offend them. But what about Yingrong? If she just lets it go, will even the maids bully her in the future
"The most important thing is to know your own weight." Mingyu continued with a smile on her face, "No matter how young I am, I am still the second young lady of the Marquis' Mansion." Even if Cuihua dislikes her, she has to admit this, unless she dies. At present, Mingyu is in good health and is far from death. Even if she dies, a new second young lady will marry in.
"And Yingrong, you can only be Yingrong's concubine at most." Mingyu continued, no one would ever call Yingrong the Second Madam. "Besides, Madam has already recommended three concubines to the Second Master."
As a mother, giving her son three concubines is already quite interfering in his private life, not to mention that there is a daughter-in-law around. Miao Shi wants to do things with both substance and face, and she values reputation the most. She will not give Master Bao a concubine again to avoid gossip. If Yingrong wants to be a concubine, Mingyu must agree, otherwise she can only be paired with a servant. If Mingyu is happy, she will be paired with someone with better appearance and character. If Mingyu is not happy...
"Miss Yingrong, if you don't know what a concubine is like, you can go and see Concubine Wen." Mingyu smiled slightly, leisurely watching Yingrong's face turn green and red, standing at the door in embarrassment and speechless. So what if she has served the master since she was a child? Didn't Concubine Wen also serve the Marquis since she was a child
"Well now, Miss Yingrong, can I enter the Second Master's study? Or do I, an outsider, need to get the Second Master's approval first and then report to you, Miss Yingrong?" Mingyu curved the corners of his lips and said with a sarcastic smile.
Yingrong, who was guarding the door like a door god, walked out of the door and said with her head down, "It is my fault that I have overstepped the bounds. Please come in, Second Madam."
Mingyu originally wanted to leave, but since someone insisted on being aggressive, she would not give in. Coming here, Mingyu would always think of the dynasty in history that gave in step by step and was finally forced into the sea and perished. If they didn't even dare to fight, wouldn't they have no choice but to die
The study was very clean. On the small round table by the window stood a sky-blue glazed porcelain vase with two bright red pomegranate flowers in it.
It was an elegant place suitable for reading. Mingyu took a quick look and walked to the bookcase. Sima Qing's bookcase was two people tall. At the bottom were books like the Analects of Confucius and Mencius. Mingyu was not interested. She looked through the rows until she reached the row above her head. From the names on the spines, it seemed to be a history book. Mingyu stood on tiptoe and reached out to pull a book down with great effort.
When Sima Hong came over, Ying Rong stood in the yard woodenly, feeling bitter and aggrieved. Seeing Sima Hong, she immediately stepped forward and said aggrievedly, "Second Master, Second Mistress is here and insisted on entering the study. I couldn't stop her. I told you not to let anyone in..."
"Didn't she tell me that I asked her to come in to find a book to read? Besides, the Second Mistress is not an outsider." Sima Hong asked curiously, "Why are you stopping her?"
Yingrong was speechless, blushing and standing there, "But, but you clearly said..."
"Alright, alright." Sima Hong said good-temperedly, "In the future, when Second Madam comes to get books, just don't stop her." After that, Sima Hong walked towards the study, leaving Yingrong standing there, feeling very embarrassed as she had failed to complain.
When Sima Hong entered, he saw Mingyu holding onto the shelf, tiptoeing to reach the top book, but she was not tall enough, and her white little hands could not reach it. Her little face was full of anxiety and frustration, and beads of sweat oozed from the tip of her nose. Sima Hong felt his heart soften for no reason, as if he had stepped on cotton, soft and warm.
"Which one do you want? I'll get it for you." Sima Hong said as he walked forward.
When Mingyu turned around, Sima Hong had already walked behind Mingyu, stretched out his long arm, and easily took out the book Mingyu wanted. The little girl was only as tall as his shoulders, and he could see her slender white neck, right in front of him, and the small, rice-sized pearl earrings on her ears. Her slender body was very close to him, so close that he could hug her in his arms as long as he opened his arms.
There was a faint fragrance lingering around his nose. Sima Hong was a little distracted. He wanted to get closer to smell it, but he found that the little girl had already stepped back two steps to the side and was away from him.
Sima Hong didn't have time to think about anything else. He immediately stepped forward and handed the book to Mingyu. Seeing Mingyu's eyes moving, her graceful and quiet face was flushed with a healthy blush, as if it was the most gorgeous peach blossom. For some reason, Sima Hong didn't dare to look her in the eye. He turned his head away and said hesitantly, "The book you want."
Mingyu took the book and said with a smile, "Thank you, Second Master." This idiot took the wrong book. This was not the one she wanted... What could she say? Never mind. Just make the best of it and read this one.
"Well, you can come and see me whenever you want." Sima Hong was thanked by Mingyu and suddenly became excited. "I've told Yingrong that she won't stop you from coming."
Mingyu nodded softly, “Yeah.”
"More." Sima Hong couldn't tell whether he was nervous or happy. Seeing Mingyu wanted to turn around and leave, he wanted to stop her and talk to her. It was rare for this little girl to listen to him calmly. "If those servants dare to disrespect you, just scold them. If they still don't listen, just come and tell me. Don't be afraid."
He also wanted to say, "I will support you. With me here, no one dares to bully you." Unfortunately, before he could say it, the little girl nodded and thanked him, then went out first with a few books she had chosen.
Sima Hong had a lot to say, and he watched the beautiful figure as she stepped over the threshold, walked out, and disappeared around the corner of the yard.
He suddenly felt frustrated and regretful. He had been nagging like a woman just now, and she must not like it.
Yingrong stood in front of the window, looking at Sima Hong with sadness and disappointment. Ever since Second Mistress recovered from her illness, Second Master seemed like a different person, no longer the same Second Master as before.
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