The maid next to Su Yu is named Zitong. She grew up with her and has the closest relationship with her.
"Miss, this Cui Mansion is so luxurious. Even the courtyard walls are vermilion and so high. There are at least dozens of maids, women and servants I met on the road. It took a full quarter of an hour to walk from the corner gate to the courtyard. Our Su family is much bigger."
Su Yu nodded: "It's very generous."
Looking at the layout of the house, it turned out that it was better than the one she lived in at Su's house before.
A guest of the Cui Mansion lives in a better apartment than the young lady of the Su family, which shows that he has great wealth.
It is rumored that hundreds of years ago, there were many aristocratic families, and the Cui family had a transcendent status among them. They could even intervene in the emperor's dethronement, and the imperial power was almost ignored.
Later, after generations of emperors worked hard to suppress the aristocratic families, the imperial power was slowly regained.
Even so, the Cui family is still standing today and holds great power, which shows that it has a profound heritage.
Su Yu lowered her eyes and unconsciously touched the soft brocade quilt with her hand at her side, gently closing it as if to grab something.
Su Yu's voice was soft: "Zitong, we will live here for a long time in the future. The Su family has nothing to do with us anymore. Don't mention it again in the future, lest my aunt and the eldest lady will be unhappy."
Zitong listened to Su Yu's advice and quickly said yes.
Early the next morning, Su Yu got up and went to the eldest lady's courtyard to say hello and thank her for letting her stay.
"Are you still used to your stay last night?"
The eldest lady has an upright appearance. Although she is not absolutely beautiful, her overall majesty is enough to make people ignore her appearance and admire her.
Su Yu leaned forward and said, "Thanks to Madam's care, I'm used to living here."
The next moment, a woman of the same age as Su Yu outside the door laughed coquettishly: "Mom, you are asking me this extraneous question. How could she not be used to living there? I heard that her home was originally a shabby settlement. How can she live in Cui Mansion?" Even if you’re grateful, why won’t you get used to it?”
The naked contempt and ridicule in his words penetrated everyone's ears.
Su Yu's face was slightly pale, and her face was as beautiful and lovely as a lotus after the rain, which made people pity even more. Her eyes were filled with moisture, but she suppressed her discomfort and raised a smile, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, everyone felt a little more pity for this cousin who was not worthy of her name.
The eldest lady reprimanded her calmly: "Yue'er, be careful what you say."
Yue'er, Su Yu recalled the original plot, this Yue'er should be the male protagonist's sister, Cui Yue, who has an innocent and spoiled temperament, and is open-mouthed. Even the princess dares to complain a word or two. She has a very good relationship with the female protagonist, in private. Li only admits that the heroine is her sister-in-law.
After sitting here with the eldest lady for a while, Su Yu said goodbye.
But Su Yu didn't expect such a coincidence. As soon as she walked into the yard, she saw Cui Ling face to face.
Su Yu quickly said hello: "Young Master."
The man's eyebrows were as cold as yesterday, and his eyes lightly passed over Su Yu's body, with a hint of doubt.
Attendant Bai Shan came to Cui Ling's ear and said, "Master, this is Mrs. Yun's niece. She is here to stay temporarily."
Mrs. Yun’s niece?
Cui Ling heard his mother say something a few days ago, but he didn't expect it to be the woman he saw yesterday. His eyebrows were slightly relaxed.
He nodded and said to Su Yu, "No need to be polite."
Su Yu bravely raised her eyes to look at him, her eyelashes raised timidly, her face was still a little pale, her body was slender and weak, and her eyes were gleaming with water.
Suddenly he looked into a pair of calm black eyes, with a high expression.
Su Yu was slightly startled and didn't look away for a moment.
When Bai Shan saw this, he put his right fist to his lips and coughed twice: "Cough...cough..."
Su Yu suddenly came back to her senses, raised a faint smile, and said sheepishly: "I'm rude, sir, don't blame me."
At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, and the handkerchief on Su Yu's hand was blown away by the wind.
Su Yu was surprised and subconsciously took two steps after him.
What was even more unexpected was that the handkerchief was blown in the direction of Cui Ling by the wind, and almost hit his face in the next second.
The maids and servants in the yard exclaimed several times.
Some people couldn't bear to close their eyes. The eldest son is such a divine figure. If his face is covered by a veil, how can they look directly at him in the future?
Su Yu was also frightened and stood there stupidly.
Everyone was nervous except for Cui Ling who looked calm and refused to avoid him, as if he knew that the veil could not get close to him.
Su Yu held her breath.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled when Bai Shan, who was beside him, moved quickly to grab the veil before it was blown over, and then handed it back to Su Yu with a smile.
"Put away your cousin's veil."
Su Yu took it blankly, her expression a little dazed, and coupled with her innocent and pleasant appearance, it was quite interesting.
Baishan couldn't help laughing.
When Su Yu came to her senses, the two people had already passed by her.
Bai Shan whispered in Cui Ling's ear: "Sir, this cousin is so beautiful and pitiful, just like the clear lotus in the water. She was frightened just now. She probably didn't intentionally throw her handkerchief to approach you. of."
The only thing Bai Shan wanted to express was the last sentence, which logically did not require so much cumbersome foreshadowing, but the cousin was too good-looking, so he couldn't help but say a few more sentences.
Cui Ling did not comment, and just scolded in a low voice: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to talk about someone's appearance behind their back."
Baishan knew that his young master had a noble character, so he quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes, Baishan knows his mistake."
Seeing Baishan lower his head to admit his mistake, Cui Ling frowned slightly.
A charming and delicate face appeared in my mind for no reason. The woman's eyes were filled with mist, and her voice called out to the young master in a soft voice.
Although the veil was blocked by the cypress mountain, the faint fragrance belonging to the woman on it blew against the face with the gust of wind, soft and elegant, as sharp as pine mist and as sweet as gardenia dew.
Cui Ling frowned until the curtain in front of him was opened, then he reluctantly relaxed it a little faster.
Su Yu vaguely heard the word "Hanzhang".
Hanzhang is the name of Cui Ling, and people close to him often call him Hanzhang.
Zitong helped Su Yu out of the eldest lady's courtyard: "Miss, this eldest young master is so handsome, but people don't dare to look at him more."
Su Yu retracted her thoughts and asked with a smile: "Why don't you dare to look more."
Zitong shook his head and said distressedly: "I don't know, I always feel that looking at him more is a...a..."
Zitong couldn't remember that word.
Su Yu said softly: "blasphemy?"
Zitong nodded quickly: "Yes, that's the word. I feel like he should be spotless. It would be blasphemy to look at him again."
Su Yu twitched the corners of her lips but said nothing.
Even a maid said this. Su Yu once again experienced the charm of the male protagonist's halo, and couldn't help but complain. It's not a Buddha statue, and it would be blasphemy to take another look at it. Other Buddha statues are not so precious. They are standing in a Buddhist hall for everyone to see. .
After leaving Madam Yun's place, Su Yu returned to Madam Yun's yard.
Mrs. Yun's full name is Su Yanyun. She is the sister of the original owner's father. She has a beautiful face, gentleness and carelessness, and has been favored by her for many years.
"aunt."
Su Yanyun took Su Yu's hand and asked her to sit next to him: "How about it, Madam, are you in trouble?"
Su Yu shook her head: "Madam, I have never been in trouble."
Then she told Su Yanyun what she had seen this morning, not ignoring Cui Ling's part.
Seeing that she was not bullied, Su Yanyun's expression softened, and then she said with relief: "Hanzhang has a cold temper, but he is a nice person. I won't argue with you, so don't take it to heart."
The aunt and nephew talked while drinking tea. As they chatted, they slowly talked about Su Yu's marriage.
Su Yu didn't have an engagement at home. Now her parents are dead and the Su family is in decline. Now that she's getting older, it's hard to get married.
If you want to be a head wife, you can only look at someone with a lower status, most likely not even as good as the former Su family.
