The Shou'an Hall in the early morning is always lively, but today it is a little different.
Qingguan looked at the exhausted princess and felt suspicious. If she was a tigress with arrogant teeth and claws in the past, then she is a docile cat today, and she is also a sick cat.
Wu Yanling said she was ill, and the princess looked sick again. The mother and daughter...
"When you go to the British government today, you must follow the rules in everything you say and do." Mrs. Wei seemed not to notice her daughter-in-law's abnormality, and only sternly warned her three daughters.
Qingguan was distracted and saw two concubines coming forward to bow down, so he followed suit.
The current trend is extremely harsh on women, not to mention that most of the rich ladies from noble families are coddled in their boudoirs, even women from small families do not go out for a while.
Therefore, the so-called flower viewing only refers to pointing at the delicate flowers in the garden of a British princess.
"Sixth sister, this British prince's mansion is really rich and noble. Look at the flowers in this garden. They are blooming so prosperously."
Gu Qinglian looked at Qingwan and Feng Xiaoyu with a smile on her face.
Gu Qinglian knew very well that it was because of this madman that she was able to follow the British government.
The lunatic's maternal grandfather's family has accumulated good fortune, and all the benefits fall on her. If she is coaxed, she will have many opportunities to enter and leave high-ranking families in the future.
Qingguan smiled faintly and didn't answer.
Gu Qingyun pinched the handkerchief and said with a smile: "Compared to the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion, it's a bit more elegant and elegant, Sixth Sister, don't you think so?"
Qingguan blinked her eyes and said, "Third sister can even spot the charm and refinement. She has good eyesight."
The words contained a touch of sarcasm, but Gu Qingyun remained unmoved. He warmly stepped forward and took Qingguan's arm, saying kindly, "Sixth sister is really good at joking."
Qingguan pulled out her hand rudely and called out to Yueniang: "Yue Niang, come and help me."
Gu Qingyun's hand was empty and her face darkened.
Gu Qinglian covered her handkerchief and said with a smile: "Third sister, your face has changed so quickly. It makes me dazzled when I look at you."
Gu Qingyun sneered, "Your face is not slow to change."
The two looked at each other with disdain for each other in their eyes.
Qingguan heard clearly from the front.
She is indeed Mr. Gu's biological daughter, with the same character as their father. When there is milk, he pounces on me and takes a few sips. When there is no milk, his face changes and he tells you to roll away as far as you want.
"Miss, why did you bring these two people with you?"
Yueniang hated these two concubines with gnashing teeth. I remember that when they were in Suzhou Mansion, these two people often bullied the young lady, and they were not good people at all.
A smile appeared on Qingguan's lips, "Yue Niang, you will know after a while."
At this moment, a green maid came up and said with a smile: "Girls are here. The young lady is already waiting at the waterside pavilion. Girls, please follow me."
Qingguan smiled slightly and took a deep look at the woman in green clothes. In the past six years, she still likes to wear blue clothes as before.
The visitor is Biyu, Yin Daimei's maid. She used to be a third-class servant, doing some errands and odd jobs. Those words for Su Ziyu were sent by her.
The three girls of the Gu family followed Biyu into the garden. Qingguan only looked at her feet and did not secretly look out of the corners of her eyes like the two concubines.
She had been to this garden many times in her previous life, and each time she was deceived by Yin Lifeng under various pretexts, so she knew what the surrounding scenery was like without even looking.
If we really talk about the difference between the British Government Palace and the Zhenguo Government Palace, there is only one difference, and that is that the British Government Palace has more water.
The two twins of the Yin family are short of water, so the garden is full of small bridges and flowing water. If you go into the garden in summer, you will feel the cool breeze, which is very refreshing. If it's winter, the wind is biting and chilling to the core.
Biyu has been with the Eighth Miss for many years, and she has a somewhat judgmental look at people. She turned her head and glanced at Qingguan, thinking that it was no wonder that the prince wanted to invite someone here. This magnanimity was not inferior to that of a high-ranking woman in the capital.
"Girls, we've arrived at the waterside pavilion. My lady is right over there."
Qingguan raised his head fiercely, light flowing out of his eyes.
Beside the waterside pavilion, a woman in white is holding a book and leaning lazily on the railing. The sunlight shone sparsely on her face, her pure and beautiful face looked like a painting, her beautiful eyes were full of smiles, and she was looking up at the person coming.
A sentence popped into Qingguan's mind: There are three thousand pieces of weak water, just take one scoop.
This sentence was written by the woman in front of me to Su Ziyu. It means that there are thousands of men in the world, but you, Su Ziyu, are the only ones who catch my eye. What a well-read poetry, gentle and virtuous lady.
Qingguan stepped forward, gave a gentle blessing, and the moment he lowered his head, he discovered that in the corner of the waterside pavilion, the fragrance of the ancient cauldron was curling up, and a subtle sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The habit of burning incense while reading originated from Su Zi language. He often said that there is nothing more elegant than a wisp of fragrance, a handful of good books, thick ink chasing the fragrance, and fragrance dyeing clothes. Qing Guan never disdained such elegance, but Yin Daimei took it to heart and imitated her to this day.
Yin Daimei looked at the three young ladies from the Gu family in front of her, then turned her eyes around and landed on Qingguan's face. She smiled faintly and stepped forward to hold her hand.
"When the Duke of Zhenguo met her, he felt that my sister was amiable and cute. When we meet again today, I feel that my sister is special even more."
Holding it with cold hands, Qingguan's heart trembled, and she pretended to be innocent and said: "Thank you for the compliment, sister. She is the most beautiful person with her natural beauty."
There are many women in the world who like to listen to flattery.
Yin Daimei smiled so hard that her eyebrows arched, she stretched out her hand to stroke Qing Guan's hair, and said with a regretful expression: "Sister, your cousin Zi Qi and I are handkerchief acquaintances, the best sisters among the best, so I am so shameless today. , invite you here.”
If Qing Wan is really just Qing Wan, he will definitely be blinded by the affection of the woman in front of him. In her previous life, she had relied on these supple faces to trick her into trusting her step by step, and she had become a so-called close friend in her boudoir.
Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Obviously Yin Daiwei's acting skills have reached the point of being as pure as fire. Only the coldness in the corner of her eyes gave her away. Only when she sees someone she disdains will a coldness flow out of the corners of her eyes.
Yin Daimei saw that Gu Qingguan was in a daze, so she thought she was shy and said with a smile: "Come, sit down and drink tea for a while, and then I will take you around the garden."
The two concubines saw that Miss Eight was only talking to Qingguan. Although they felt sad in their hearts, they did not dare to show it. They each nodded with a smile.
Who told them that they were not born in Qian's belly, and that they didn't have a cousin who was handkerchief to Miss Eighth.
There is an Eight Immortals table in the waterside pavilion. There are all kinds of fruits and snacks on the table. The maid boils water and makes tea in a small red clay stove with skillful techniques.
"How old is my sister this year?"
"Fourteen."
"The years of dancing spoons are really like the years of flowers." Yin Daimei sighed: "Have you ever read a book or learned calligraphy?"
As soon as these words came out, Yueniang behind Qingguan secretly grinded her back molars.
My young lady has been pretending to be crazy and stupid for thirteen years. In the eyes of outsiders, let alone reading, she doesn't even know a few words. How could this eighth young lady not know this
Qingguan's smile never diminished, and she took advantage of other people's shortcomings to show off her own strengths. This was Yin Daimei's usual trick.
She shook her head truthfully, "I have never read a book or learned calligraphy."
"Oh?" Yin Daimei drawled.
"Eighth Miss, Sixth Sister's madness is just the right thing!" Gu Qingyun couldn't help but jump out.
Qingguan added casually: "Well, well, everyone in the world knows it, sister, don't you know?"
Yin Daimei narrowed her eyes and sighed: "I never thought that my sister's life experience would be so pitiful!"
She really knows how to tell lies with her eyes open. Yueniang lowered her head and the corners of her mouth sank slightly.
At this time, the maid served tea, and a voice came from a distance.
The two concubines turned their heads to look and saw several maids on the bluestone road, surrounded by two men in brocade clothes, walking towards the waterside pavilion.
The two girls from Gu Mansion looked at each other and lowered their heads to hide the smiles in their eyes. Sure enough, this flower viewing banquet was famous, and they had come to the right place.
Seeing that Gu Qingguan was unmoved, Yin Daimei picked up the tea bowl and drank tea. She smiled and said: "It must be my brother who is here. Come, I will introduce you to him."
Qingguan put down the tea bowl, took out the handkerchief slowly, wiped the corners of her mouth, and said with a smile: "Mother came to explain that she must abide by the teachings of her boudoir. Sister Daimei, is it okay for me to meet my foreign husband like this? If you don’t follow the rules, will you get scolded by your mother?”
As soon as these words came out, the two concubines were filled with hatred. Idiot, if you don't tell me or I don't tell you, who knows whether you met your outside man or your wife today.
Yin Daimei couldn't help but look up at Qingwan. Rich ladies need to be reserved and dignified, and they really do not abandon the rules when meeting their foreign men in private, but today's incident has a reason, and she can't care much about it.
"Don't be upset, sister. We are not outsiders. Your cousin Ziqi and my brother were very good friends when she was alive. The two of them often played together."
Really shameless. There was a flash of hatred in Qingguan's eyes.
"Don't worry, sister, my brother is the most kind-hearted and a wonderful person."
Qingguan pretended not to understand and asked suspiciously: "Sister Daimei, are you a kind-hearted foreigner that I can meet?"
"..." Yin Daimei was speechless.
Gu Qingyun couldn't help but stepped forward and said with a smile: "Miss Eighth, don't mind. Although my Sixth Sister's madness has been cured, here... sometimes she still doesn't have much luck."
When Yueniang heard this, she cursed in her heart. You are not smart, your whole family is not smart.
Qingguan felt Yueniang's anger, coughed lightly, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Third Sister knows everything about Sixth Sister."
Yin Daimei smiled faintly at the sisters' words, took Qingguan's hand, and said: "Young girls in the boudoir must abide by the rules, but they cannot stick to the rules. Let's go."
Qingguan resisted the urge to throw away and followed her step by step.
Gu Qingyun was rejected with a sarcastic look on her face. From the corner of her eye, she saw Gu Qinglian covering her handkerchief and laughing lightly. She glared hatefully and hurriedly followed her.
General Qingguan took a few steps and seemed to sense something was wrong. He suddenly raised his head and his eyes widened in disbelief.
A few feet away, a man in green clothes approached, it was Su Ziyu. She was shocked for no reason. Sure enough, there was no good feast, and she was waiting here. The bright black eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and the white porcelain face seemed to be dyed with a halo, making it difficult to see clearly.