The visitors are the eldest lady Zhang and the eldest grandmother Zhu.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law entered the house one after another and walked to the bed. Qingguan struggled to sit up, but Mrs. Zhang held her down and said, "It's so pitiful, this little face is almost too thin to be visible."
Qingguan touched his face unnaturally and said, "It is Qingguan's blessing to have Madam's sympathy. Madam, sit down quickly and serve tea with needle silver."
Mrs. Zhang held her down and said with a smile: "Don't be busy. You are not in good spirits. I will sit down for a while and leave."
Qingguan saw that there was cyan color under her eyes, and said hurriedly: "My wife, you must take good care of yourself. Don't overwork yourself."
Mrs. Zhang felt very sweet after hearing this. She is really a sensible child.
"Don't be afraid, my ancestor said that if they dare to mess around again, she will never be polite."
Even though Qingwan was a cold and aloof person, she couldn't help but shed tears when she heard such words, and choked up and said, "Thank you for your kindness, ancestor."
Zhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law felt even more pity for Qingwan when they saw her tearful eyes. She lost her biological mother when she was eight years old, and she lived in that wolf den at a young age. Her stepmother was such a kind person, and she had suffered so much in the past six years.
Mrs. Zhang made up her mind that when someone comes through the door in the future, she must be treated like a daughter.
Qingguan didn't know what Zhang was thinking. She just lamented that her ancestors spared no effort to protect her, mostly because of the influence of the Qian family.
Thinking that she would never have the chance to compensate her parents and elders for their upbringing, Qingguan felt regretful.
The days passed quietly in Qingguan's regret, and a few more days passed quietly, and in a flash, the tenth day had arrived.
That day and night, the door of Jin Mansion was open. Qian Fu stood at the door with his hands down, staring outside tightly without blinking.
Half an hour later, there was still no one. Qian Fu was heartbroken and anxious, and couldn't help but walk out of the house and looked around.
"Qian Fu!"
A voice came from behind. Qian Fu turned around fiercely. Under the moonlight, a tall figure stood under the tree with bright eyes.
Qian Fu's heart was filled with excitement. He quickly closed the door and stepped forward, saying, "I've finally waited for Master Sheng."
Sheng Fang looked at the man in front of him who claimed to be an old slave with such sharp eyes, "Where is she?"
Qian Fuguong said: "Master, the lady is recovering from her injuries at the Jiang family. The carriage and horses have been prepared. Come with me. I'm afraid the lady will be impatient."
Sheng Fang's eyes softened, he lifted his robe, made a gesture, and said: "Please!"
Qingguan sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her pale self in the mirror, with a smile on her lips.
"Yin Zhen, put some rouge on me and add a red hairpin to your head."
"Yes, Miss." Yinzhen knew that the person Miss was going to meet tonight was an unusual person, so she smiled slightly and did as she said.
After dressing up properly, Qingwan was helped out of the house by the sisters Ye Qing and Ye Zi, and sat at the front of the main room.
Qingguan looked at Shichen, licked her slightly dry lips, and said, "Is there anything going on outside?"
"Slave, please go to the back door and have a look."
"You two go together."
Ye Qing and Ye Zi saw that the lady's expression was different from before, and she seemed a little anxious. Ye Qing turned around and followed Yinzhen away, but Ye Zi still stayed with Qingwan and refused to leave.
Qingguan asked curiously, "Why don't you go?"
Ye Zi said: "Miss, Master Chen has told me that Miss should not be away from others."
Qingguan sighed at Chen Ping's carefulness, nodded approvingly and asked, "What kind of tea are you preparing?"
"Miss Yinzhen, Miss Yinzhen prepared the best West Lake Longjing, picked before the Qingming Festival."
Qingguan sighed in a low voice: "I don't know if he can get used to drinking."
Ye Zi couldn't help but be amazed. The seventh master of the Jiang family came to visit the young lady. The young lady just raised her eyes and didn't even say a single unnecessary word. How could this young lady be so nervous
"Miss, miss, here we come, here we come." Yinzhen hurriedly ran in, but her voice was extremely low.
He finally came.
Qingguan felt relieved and a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.
Ye Zi's heart skipped a beat. In the days since she came to the young lady's side, she has never seen her smiling like this. Who is this lady
Astonished, a man in green strode in. The person who came here has a tall figure, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, dark skin, and a masculine air all over his body.
Sheng Fang walked up to Qing Guan, nodded slightly, and placed the brocade box in his hand heavily on the table.
Ye Zi was shocked. This person was so rude. The young lady got up from the bed to support her and waited until midnight. Who would have thought that this person would have such an attitude.
Qingguan was not angry, but she calmed down when she saw the person, "You all go down, leave Qianfu to wait here."
At this time, Yinzhen had already brought the tea diligently, took the hands of Ye Qing and Ye Zi, retreated, and closed the door of the main room himself.
Qian Fu stood respectfully behind Qing Guan as before.
As soon as the door was closed, the hall was quiet, with only the shadow of candlelight dancing on the white walls.
Sheng Fang looked at the woman in front of him, thinking about what she whispered in his ear that day, and couldn't help but clenched his fists.
No one knows how he got through these ten days. He just felt like his heart was floating in the air. This situation seems to have returned to six years ago.
"Sit down." Qingguan's soft voice sounded.
Sheng Fang did not move, "Tell me, what are you doing with me?"
Qingguan smiled faintly and insisted: "Drink some tea first to moisten your throat."
Sheng Fang still didn't move.
"Are you afraid that I will poison the tea?" Qingguan decided to use provocation.
As expected, Sheng Fang put down his robe and sat down. He looked at the woman above him with a sarcastic look, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.
In the mouth of the tea, a fragrance spread from the lips and teeth, and the taste in the memory was awakened. Sheng Fang's heart moved, and he secretly sighed, "Good tea."
"The source of the West Lake is Hupao, and the tea from the two mountains is Longjing. It's a pity that the tea is Longjing tea, but the water is not Hupao water." Qingguan sighed softly while stroking the tea lid.
Sheng Fang was impatient, "I'm not here just to listen to you talk about tea."
"But this tea was once the favorite of Mr. Sheng Qing of the Sheng family."
With these shocking words, Sheng Fang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his entire body was filled with chilling energy.
Qingguan didn't show the slightest fear, and still smiled and said: "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, good tea has always been like a beautiful woman."
Sheng Fang was shocked and stood up from the chair suddenly, his eyes as cold as swords, "Who are you? Who exactly are you?"
Qingguan looked at him softly, with a slight sparkle in her eyes, "Your mother is from the West Lake, so Sheng Qing only drank Longjing during his lifetime."
As if thunder was exploding in his ears, Sheng Fang was shocked and his body shook imperceptibly.
However, before he could recover, the soft voice spoke again, "You are Sheng Qing's illegitimate son, and you are the only bloodline of the Sheng family left in the world."
Sheng Fang stumbled and had to carry him down. His steps turned, his body moved slightly, and as the candlelight flickered, he took action.
"Mr. Sheng, you must not do it, you must not do it, she is a young lady." Qian Fu was scared to death.
Sheng Yan was unmoved and said sternly: "Who are you? If you don't tell me directly, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword."
Qingguan looked at the knife hanging across his neck, looked at the person opposite, and said word by word: "I am the sixth lady of the Gu family. My name is Gu Qingguan. My biological mother is the second lady of the Qian family. My uncle is Sheng Jiu."
Sheng Fang suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and his face was full of surprise.
It turned out to be her.
He knew that she existed, a ridiculous existence, a fool who had been stupid since she was born. The second young lady of the Qian family died six years ago. She came back to life after being in a coma for three months, and was later imprisoned in the Sheng family's house, living like an ant.
Qingguan looked into his eyes and said calmly, "This is just my body. My soul was originally a lonely soul, reborn from the blood of the underworld. Before rebirth, my name was Qian Ziqi, Sheng Jiu was my father, and Sheng Jiu was my father." Qing is my uncle."
Before she finished speaking, a gust of night wind came from nowhere, blowing Qingwan's long silk hair. A faint smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes were hurt, but as bright as stars.
"Cousin, my surname is also Sheng, and my name is Sheng Ziqi."
With a sound of "frame block", the knife fell down.
Sheng Fang was trembling all over, and the veins on his face were clearly visible. He stared at the woman in front of him, his eyes bloodshot, as if they were about to pop out of his sockets.
His mother was born by the West Lake, and his maternal ancestral home was originally the famous Guan family in Hangzhou.
The Guan family started their business with tea. At its peak, half of the tea gardens in Hangzhou Prefecture belonged to the Guan family. Unfortunately, the family's fortunes have declined, and it has been passed down to my grandfather's generation, who is already strong on the outside and capable on the inside.
My grandfather had one wife and several concubines, but he only had one son and one daughter. The mother was born as a concubine, and at the age of sixteen she was married to the main family member, Magistrate Liu of Hangzhou Prefecture. At that time, Magistrate Liu was forty-two years old, and he had two children.
My mother has been married for the past three years and nothing has been revealed. Three years later, Magistrate Liu died suddenly and suddenly for unknown reasons without leaving a word.
After the death of Magistrate Liu, several of his sons started breaking up the family. They were afraid that their mother was too young and would not be able to keep the family property after it was divided, so they forced her to go to the Guan family temple to lead Buddhist practitioners in order to get a share of the property. Otherwise, they would To come out clean.
My mother was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She would rather leave home clean than practice spiritual practice with her hair, so she invited the elders of the family to testify, gave up the family property, and used the money she had earned over the years to buy a small courtyard on the bank of the West Lake and live in seclusion. Door day.
The maternal grandfather's family disliked her for refusing to keep the rules for men, so they broke off the relationship between mother and daughter in anger. My mother loved tea, so she bought a small tea garden to make ends meet. During the Qingming Festival, she would dress up as a tea-picking woman and go to the tea gardens to pick tea with the peasant women.
Although I am not rich when I live alone, I am happy. Five years later, before the Qingming Festival, my mother met my father while picking tea in the tea garden.
My mother once said that there are some people in the world who can penetrate into the heart with just one glance. This is the injustice of the previous life.
That year, my mother had just turned twenty-five, and she was in the prime of youth. She had a pink face and red lips, and was very beautiful. She was dressed like a peasant woman and had a heroic appearance. Her father only regarded her as a peasant girl. He looked at her and was moved by her mother's beauty.
My father stayed in Hangzhou for three days. On the last night, the two of them confided in each other and revealed their true identities.
The mother was surprised that her father was the current general Sheng Qing; the father was also surprised that the mother was not a peasant girl, but a widowed woman. The mother lamented that she was not worthy of her father's status, so she took the initiative to propose a casual marriage. My father also knew that it would be difficult to explain when he returned home, so he took advantage of the situation and returned to Beijing.