The things from the second room were moved to the West Garden, where they were moved straight to the lantern from noon until they were ready.
Ling'er took the abacus and account books to check, and quickly calculated the total and showed it to Lutang.
This fuss was really exhausting. Lutang ate more for dinner to relieve her sleepiness.
My parents' property is finally in front of me, although I can't take it away for a while.
The happiest thing today was to tear apart the hypocrisy of the greedy thieves Wen Hou and his wife. They were separated from each other by suspicion and abuse.
In the evening, Mrs. Liu hurried over, patted her chest and gasped: "Today is really scary. Fortunately, I didn't tell the public about my pregnancy. The eldest lady dared to abort Aunt Bo's fetus in front of the Marquis. !”
Bo was not pregnant, and Lutang secretly checked her pulse.
"Aunt Bo has had a miscarriage?" She pretended to be confused.
"Yes! The maternity nurse and the imperial doctor both came. They said that the one-month-old fetus was gone. The imperial doctor prescribed some medicine to keep her healthy. The master watched over her and never left her."
Mrs. Liu was obviously fooled by this drama and was quite gloating about her misfortune.
"If it's gone, it's gone. I just want to take care of my aunt."
Lutang drank tea and admired the young Bo. She was just a vulgar woman, but she didn't expect her to be quite scheming.
"Yeah, I don't dare to say anything. I'll wait until the baby is born before I make any plans." Mrs. Liu spoke and looked at Lutang hesitantly.
Of course Lutang knew what she was thinking, so Ming Susu brought an exquisite mother-of-pearl brocade box with four layers of jewelry inside.
A pair of red gold eight-treasure necklaces, a pair of gold and jade bracelets, a red gold head and face with emerald dots, and two purple gold and pearl necklaces.
Mrs. Liu's eyes lit up when she saw it. She held the brocade box in her hand and declined, "How do you get rid of these precious things?"
"This is for my future brother." Lutang gently pushed the box to her, "My aunt will keep it for him first. When my brother grows up in the future, I, as a sister, will have to rely on him to take care of me."
"Yes, an eldest sister is like a mother. I also want him to have a good life and be filial to his sister!"
The brocade box was too big and inconvenient to hold, so Ling'er found two jade-colored silk bundles and helped her wrap them up.
"Second Miss, I'm going back first." Ms. Liu left with a lot of gratitude.
Ling'er looked at her back, turned around and said with a smile: "Aunt Liu is also interesting. The child has just been pregnant for two months, and we don't know the gender yet. She will be born a boy, and there will be three disasters. There is a one-in-one chance. .Is it okay that she’s jumping up and down so early?”
After watching people swearing and making noise all day long, Lu Tang felt his head was buzzing and hurting. He spread his hair, massaged his scalp with a wooden comb, and said with a smile:
"No one else can conceive Marquis Wen's eighth aunt, so why is she so capable? Isn't it because she thought too much earlier? It's better to be friends with smart people than to chat with stupid people."
"Does the second young lady really want to adopt her younger brother and give the second master and second wife's property to outsiders?" Ling'er held the account book and frowned.
Lutang combed her long hair and said calmly: "Although the thing is in front of me, it is not mine after all. Since everyone is jealous, then no one can take it. It is still early for the child to be born and grow up, and there are many variables in the middle. Let’s see!”
"That's good!" Linger tapped the abacus beads and smiled proudly.
"Second Miss! There's another joke in the eldest room!" Su Su ran in angrily, poured a cup of tea first, and then said: "Today, the eldest miss and the third miss are going on a cruise at Prince Jin's Mansion. We just entered. In the yard, the eldest young lady beat the third young lady, and the third young lady was crying and looking for life."
The Jinwangfu Garden was an expansion of the original Ningshun Square. Water from Luoxi River outside the city was introduced into the garden, and a pond was dug to make a lake that could be accessed by boats. The pavilions and pavilions in the garden are as exquisite and gorgeous as those in the palace. There are also many exotic flowers and plants, which are gorgeous and colorful.
The memorial to amend the engagement has not yet been approved, and Xiao Yuanhui is also using public opinion to put pressure on the palace.
He invited the family members of the clan to go on a cruise, and specially invited Wenhong Yao to let the noble family members in the capital know about the future Princess Jin.
On such occasions, Wen Hongyao was accustomed to being surrounded by stars, dressing up in beautiful clothes, boarding the boat hand in hand with the King of Jin, and sitting side by side on the highest seat, feeling proud and noble.
Zi Yu didn't dare to steal her limelight, so she specially wore a lavender gauze skirt, paired with a delicate purple-grape armband, as delicate and elegant as Xiaojiabiyu, standing behind her.
The clothes are fragrant, the shadows on the temples are full of smiles, and the guests and guests are enjoying themselves while admiring the flowers on the lake boat.
During the luncheon, Xiao Yuanhui specially arranged to drink Qushui, and the young ladies and gentlemen recited poems and couplets, threw pots and drank wine for fun.
Wen Hongyao loves to be lively, and is most familiar with the game of pot throwing. Because she is the future princess, everyone at the banquet will not support her?
Xiao Yuanhui tried his best to coax her, laughing and talking to Yan Yan, and they were affectionate.
The banquet lasted until the afternoon, and there was singing and dancing in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The small cups at the banquet were replaced with larger ones. Everyone made fists and drank swigs, gradually becoming more and more wild.
Xiao Yuanhui saw that Wen Hongyao was playing so enthusiastically that he refused to change his clothes and left the table. Zi Yuanjian followed quickly.
In the small building in the side hall of the garden, Zi Qian followed the maidservant into the door and knelt down in front of her to help Xiao Yuanhui undress and take off his belt.
Seeing how attentive she was, Xiao Yuanhui brushed his fingers across his chin and said frivolously: "Just let your maid do this kind of thing, I can't bear it."
Zi Yuan raised her head and begged in a sweet voice: "It is Zi Daan's blessing to serve His Highness. Zi Daan can only dream of being His Highness's slave."
Xiao Yuanhui looked down and saw that her arms were as white as snow, her cheeks were as fragrant as flowers, her hair was like green clouds, her body was like delicate stamens, and her mind had already started to move.
Then I saw her wearing thin clothes and light gauze, her snowy skin slightly exposed, kneeling in front of her knees, valuing herself, and speaking softly. Suddenly I thought of the frivolous and charming white jade girl in Chongxian Temple the day before yesterday, and I couldn't help but feel a burning sensation in my stomach.
"I am honored by His Highness's favor. My daughter longs for it day and night, only hoping..."
Zi Yuan's voice became lower and lower, and Xiao Yuanhui, no longer caring about anything else, pulled her up and pressed her against the door.
The man was like a wolf and a tiger, he didn't know how to show mercy to women, and he tore the thin clothes to pieces in twos and twos, venting his anger wantonly.
"...Your Highness...there are many people outside...please spare my daughter..."
Zi Daan had been teasing Xiao Yuanhui with her eyes all day long, waiting for this moment. At this moment, I just want to turn into a bug and crawl in to please him.
When she was so affectionate, she didn't forget to pull the red pill.
"His Highness favors my daughter so much...I am afraid that my eldest sister will be unhappy..."
Xiao Yuanhui looked sinister and smiled evilly: "Your sister is virtuous, how can you be unhappy?"
"...Sister is virtuous...I am not as good as my daughter...I only ask...your highness to have mercy..."
She didn't dare to shout loudly, but this whisper was more tempting.
Xiao Yuanhui ignored the fragility of the white jade lady and said with a big smile: "I like you to be gentle and sensible, so I will favor you more!"
After saying this, there was another blast of wind and wildfire, destroying purple coriander and weeds like frost.
The Xiaobaoxia is so narrow that it can only accommodate one or two people to sit up and down, and is surrounded by green gauze cabinets.
Zi Daan leaned against the wooden partition with his back, making a squeaking noise. His face turned red and he did not dare to struggle. He could only endure it submissively, panting repeatedly.
After a while, she shed tears of grievance: "I am a humble person, and I cannot bear the word 'like' by His Highness... As long as His Highness is happy..."
After having fun, Xiao Yuanhui sat on a wooden chair to get dressed.
Ziqian didn't care about the shame, and knelt in front of her knees to straighten his robe and belt.
This attitude of being humble and humble, without any shame, actually makes people feel some pity.
Xiao Yuanhui smiled with satisfaction, looking down at the white jade figure with her knees uncovered and disheveled hair.
She was delicate, timid and aggrieved, with tears hiding in her eyes: "My daughter is a despicable person, but my body was given to His Highness cleanly. I beg Your Highness to protect my daughter."
She specifically emphasized "clean" as if she meant something.
Xiao Yuanhui understood the meaning, held her hands on his knees, combed her hair, and whispered against her ear: "You are an innocent daughter. I know this, and I will definitely live up to you after entering the palace."
"Your Highness...don't..."
His hand went to a place it shouldn't have gone, and Zi Daan's body turned red with embarrassment.
The man picked him up, turned around and walked out of Baoxia.
There were many maids and servants serving in the wing outside, and they dispersed silently at this moment.
The side room is furnished with desks and is usually used as an internal study. Xiao Yuanhui swept away his sleeves, and pens, inks, paper and inkstones were scattered everywhere.
Only then did Ziqian feel ashamed. She quickly covered her face with her hands and was laid out on the desk.
Xiao Yuanhui never went out since then, and the two of them indulged themselves here for half a day from afternoon to lighting up the lamp.
Zijian was shy at first and didn't dare to make a sound, but later she became so unbearable that she couldn't help but scream loudly, making her screams known to everyone.
Xiao Yuanhui didn't care, and kept laughing and talking.
Although the guests did not dare to speak, they all knew it well and were discussing it privately. The look in Wen Hongyao's eyes became complicated, mostly ridiculed and sarcastic.
In the evening, when the lamp was turned on, Zi Daan hurried back to the banquet.
Her clothes were messy, her hair was in a fluffy bun, and all the makeup on her face was smeared. Only her cheeks were red and her lips were slightly swollen. Her eyes were indescribably charming, and her whole body was full of seductive spring.
Wen Hong's whole body was trembling with medicinal gas, and he was unable to speak due to the presence of the guests.
Xiao Yuanhui then came over and raised a glass to say goodbye to the guests. He was still elegant and elegant.
The guests dispersed, leaving only the two women on the boat. He put new wine on the table and personally poured wine for Hong Yao and encouraged him to drink it. He spoke full of loving words and rewarded her with a pair of extremely precious night-glow pearls.
After Wen Hong Yao had gone through these two times, he couldn't bear it any longer. He thought about it for a long time, and said with a forced smile: "Your Highness is so kind to me, and I am ashamed to accept it. There is something I have to say, third sister Zijian..."
Xiao Yuanhui covered her lips tenderly and said with a chuckle: "I know it all. With you and your sisters by my side, I will have no regrets in this life." After saying that, he put his arms around Zi Yuan's shoulders and said, "Young Zi Yuan, please be more tolerant to her. .”
After that, he ordered his servants to prepare ten boxes of various brocades, gauze, and silk as a reward for Zijian. He said softly: "Let my sister make some bright clothes for you. My daughter's family should not dress too plainly."
Zi Daan immediately knelt down on her knees and deeply thanked His Highness King Jin for his kindness.
Wen Hongyao's face instantly turned pale, and she cried the whole way on the carriage home.
The two of them entered the mansion, how could they still hold back?
The Wen Hong Yao was about to cut a box full of silk into pieces, and threw each piece at Zi Daan's face, crying and cursing "little bitch" and "rotten slut", without caring about the identity of the rich lady.
Zi Daan was still lying low, kneeling in front of her and crying bitterly, swearing to God that it was Xiao Yuanhui who forced her to serve on the pillow mat.
After being scolded for a long time, he was even thrown into his arms. Tears and snot were rubbed all over his body, and he refused to give up.
In the end, Miao Tong and Caiping dragged them back to the room.
Lutang listened to Susu's story before going to bed, and couldn't help laughing out loud: "The eldest lady is only angry about this matter, and she doesn't know about the major events in the family today. If she knew, she would be even more angry!"
Early the next morning, I took Wenhong Yao to replenish my energy and prepare to find trouble again with Purple Daphne.
However, an old nun from the inner house came to tell her that yesterday the clan elder came to the house to break up the marriage, Lutang moved the family property, and Wen Hou and his wife made a fuss about the aunt's pregnancy and other things.
Wen Hongyao jumped three feet high and was about to lead someone out to cause trouble. Unexpectedly, the Jin Palace sent someone to post another post to give gifts.
The gift is for each of the eldest lady and the third lady. The post was indeed sent to Zi Yuan alone. He only asked the third lady to pass by tomorrow, but he didn't say why.
Zi Yun was overjoyed when she heard this. She held the post in her hands as if receiving an imperial edict, and hurriedly asked the maid to cook tea and serve snacks to entertain the person who sent the post.
She also deliberately shouted loudly for Wen Hongyao to hear: "My eyes are swollen from crying. How can I see His Highness tomorrow? It makes His Highness worried!"
The willow eyebrows filled with Wenhong medicinal gas were standing upright, and her heart ached and her stomach was numb with hatred.
Ignoring Zi Daan, she hurried to her mother's room and asked about what was going on at home.
Hearing that his father was so ruthless, he was so angry that he wanted to go to his aunt's courtyard to talk things over and vent his anger, but unexpectedly someone came there first.
It was said that Aunt Bo was weak after having a miscarriage and had to open a small kitchen to make medicinal meals to replenish her health. The visitor used Marquis Wen's words as an imperial edict and took away the key to the house that was in the custody of the main house.
After a while, the second concubine came to pay her respects in person. She said something strange and said that she wanted to take the young prince away and take care of him.
Mrs. Wenhou and Wen Hongyao scolded and refused, but they didn't know they had a back-up plan. Immediately he called the teacher from the outer study room, pointed out that the prince should go to school, and ordered the maid and wet nurse to take the child away.
Wen Hongyao's mother and daughter looked at each other, feeling that the sky was falling and there was no way out, and they couldn't help crying.
This time they entered the wolf in the front yard and the tiger in the backyard, and no matter how many hands they tried, they couldn't move it.
There was civil turmoil in the big room, and Lutang couldn't care about it. She watched coldly in the West Garden and couldn't help but be secretly happy.
The weather is getting hotter, the leaves are quiet and there is no wind, and the flowers and plants in the medicine garden are full of fragrance.
Lutang rummaged through the medicine basket and found that the green begonias that had bloomed the day before yesterday had been picked and dried in the sun.
In the shade of the porch, she carefully cut off the stamens of the green begonia with embroidery scissors.
Clusters of light green pollen are extremely cute in the medicine mortar.
Opening her mother's pharmaceutical records, she added other medicinal ingredients one by one, preparing to bake them.
"Second Miss, what kind of medicine is this?" Susu asked, bending over and chewing betel nut.
"Deathly medicine!"
Lutang made a face and smiled like a bright spring flower.
