In the entire Guogong Mansion, except for the Zhuya Courtyard, there was only a three-bedroom courtyard that was quiet.
Pei Musheng was picking up jewelry she didn't like in a newly made box, and the third wife, Mrs. Zhao, had someone bring a new set of jewelry.
"We have made some new styles in the shop. We will hold a tea party in a few days. You invite some girls' families to come over and sit down. Give some of the more detailed hairpins to those you are close to."
"I said how could a mother be so good? She came early in the morning to give me such a good meal, but it turned out that she wanted my daughter to start shouting outside."
After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but laugh and knocked her head gently.
"Then do you want this face or not?"
"Yes! Of course!"
Pei Musheng stood up and looked at the things on the table, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, "My mother is still generous, unlike my brother, who only gives me one or two when he wants me to sing with him."
"okay."
Mrs. Zhao gave her an angry look and said helplessly: "This jewelry shop was specially allocated to you by your father. Your brother can't even get involved in the revenue. If those noble ladies fall in love with the things in the shop, they will earn a lot of money." Isn’t all the money yours?”
"That's true."
Pei Musheng raised his eyebrows casually, picked up a gold hairpin with rubies and plum blossoms, and compared it with his hair.
"As mother said, I have to write the post and send it out in the next few days. But mother, didn't you just last night...do you really want me to have a party at this time?"
"It's just a party at my daughter's house, how can it be such a mess that your eldest brother comes in front of me? Besides, your grandmother must have been very worried about what happened last night. The excitement at this time can also make her feel more relaxed."
Mrs. Zhao gathered her robe and sat down beside her.
Her daughter is lively and straightforward, and a little smart, but she doesn't want her daughter to know so many things that require her brain to be used. But in this situation, even if Mu Sheng's father didn't tell her, she could guess that some things were vaguely happening. Signs of emergence.
It is impossible for their three families to stay out of the situation. If they cannot separate their families, they will have to choose a tree to live in in order to remain stable.
"Just listen to what happened last night and let it go. Don't mention it. Learn how to manage this banquet well. If you get married in the future, all these things will eventually fall on you."
"..."
Pei Musheng curled her lips, listened to her mother's instructions, and fiddled with the jewelry out of boredom, but when she heard that she was going to Fu Luyuan later, she suddenly reacted: "What does mother mean, that I have to invite the second bedroom to the big room? "
"Of course, your grandmother likes the excitement, so since you do it, just do it so that she can see it."
"But I don't want to call her Pei Wenshu. She shows off her power all day long, like a chicken covered in colorful stripes, looking for someone to fight everywhere."
"Nonsense."
Mrs. Zhao scolded lightly, then tapped her forehead with her fingertips, "If this goes smoothly, do you still have to behave yourself in front of your grandmother?"
"Then when will we stop being so disciplined..."
After being stunned for a moment, Pei Musheng stopped talking.
It's probably hard to see that day.
Seeing her daughter's depressed look, Mrs. Zhao couldn't bear to hit her, but thinking of her age now, she still couldn't help but give her a few words of advice.
"In the past, as long as you were more honest at the front, your father and I didn't hold you too much in private. But now that you have reached the age where we can talk about marriage, you should be more restrained. In fact, speaking of it, the only one in this house is Your eldest brother is in charge, so maybe we can relax a little bit about this rule."
"knew......"
Hearing his elder brother, Pei Musheng couldn't help but think of the soft and weak Song Jinyin in his mind.
That day she lay quietly on the bed, her face so pale that there was no trace of blood, and her weakness was obvious when she spoke.
But those eyes were sparkling, and there was never a word of surrender.
Thinking of this, Pei Musheng was about to speak, but she saw her mother's expression became a little more serious and hesitated: "When you send the post in private, you can take a look at Jin Yin girl. If no one in your brother's courtyard stops you, you can also Invite her and ask her if she would like to help you host the party."
"Can't I just invite her to sit in the courtyard? If I ask her to help me take care of it, maybe it will annoy grandma, right?"
"You think what happened last night has nothing to do with girl Jin Yin? Besides, helping you is just an excuse. She is still just a maid after all. If you invite her to the banquet, what is her status?"
Zhao's fingertips brushed the lid of the tea cup. Unlike the second wife, her nails were not stained with cinnamon and were clean.
"If you are willing to associate with this girl, as long as you don't be too conspicuous, your father and I will not interfere. If you don't want to from the bottom of your heart, I won't force you."
Pei Musheng knew what her mother meant.
Now that my father wants to get close to his eldest brother, the road to the backyard can only be walked by the female family members.
But she had always been arrogant, and Song Jinyin was different from the other maids. Her mother was naturally afraid that she would not want to get along with a bed-warming maid.
But Pei Musheng figured it out.
No matter how much money Sanfang has, she is still an ordinary citizen. At most, she has the title of a wealthy businessman, and is not much higher than others. In terms of status, she has no reason to act aloof.
What's more, in her opinion, Song Jinyin's temperament is much more interesting than others. If it were another person, there would probably be no such person as Song Jinyin in this house.
"Then I'll go and see her in two days. Speaking of which, if she hadn't entered the eldest brother's courtyard, she would be a well-behaved girl waiting to be married outside. I have nothing to be reluctant about."
"Besides, it will take half a month to organize this party. By then, she should be in good health."
Mrs. Zhao nodded as she listened, with a look of sadness in her eyes.
"It's true. I don't know if I should sigh a pity."
...
Sanfang never concealed his plans, and it didn't take long for word of the banquet to reach Fuluyuan.
Pei Yanzhou would not care about the girl's family affairs. He stayed in the study for a day and did not listen to the advice to take a rest. He only asked Song Jinyin when it was time to eat.
Xuan Er was in front of him, feeling a little uneasy.
Last night, Xuan Yi was punished for hiding the incident. Butler Wang was transferred to the secret guard camp to watch the training all night. He naturally did not dare to make his own decisions anymore.
"Back to your eldest son, Miss Jin Yin heard some more about what happened last night. Maybe she was afraid and didn't eat."
Pei Yanzhou paused at the tip of his pen and smiled coldly.
Fear? Are you afraid of what happened last night, or are you afraid of him, the person who did it?
His thoughts were a little far away, but after a moment he came back to his senses and started writing again, with a cold look on his face.
He could allow himself to lose control occasionally before completely controlling that emotion.
But no matter how soft-hearted he is towards Song Jinyin, he will never let her become the one who affects his thoughts.
"It's up to her if she doesn't want to eat. If she's curious again, tell her in detail how many people were killed and how."
Xuan Er shuddered. Although he was confused, he still responded.
After stepping out of the study, he suddenly missed Butler Wang, but Butler Wang went to the secret guard camp and didn't know how many days it would take to come back.
...
At this time, Song Jinyin was indeed still listening to Xueyu's inquiring about the news, and couldn't help but think about those scenes in her mind.
Biyu didn't go into too much detail last night, but now that she heard it, it seemed like the assassin's tragic situation that day was no different. Her stomach began to churn, and Song Jinyin felt a little uncomfortable.
She never had the heart to hurt a bird, but now she hears people dying because of her. She even steps on the line between life and death again and again. Although she has been prepared for it, her heart is still a little heavy.
But she never wanted to provoke others, she just wanted to live.
After coming back to her senses, Song Jinyin still kept her lipless lips and spoke a few words to comfort Xue Yu. Only in the dead of night would she release the fear in her heart in her dreams.
Two days passed like this.
Pei Yanzhou never stepped into her room again. It was like the robe was given to her for free, just to occupy her place.
When she saw the person again, Song Jinyin was trying to get up.
The medicine left by Shen Yuhe was indeed effective. The bruises on her neck had faded a lot, and the pain in her back was obviously lessened.
"Sister Biyu, I'm really much better this time..."
Before she finished speaking, she realized that the person who came in was not Biyu.
It's just that they haven't seen him for two days, and the man's body has gained a bit of coldness, and his blade-like outline has become more sharp, making her unable to react for a moment.
His feet slipped, his body tilted, and he was trapped by the people who were catching up.
Still not seeing the purse on her waist, Song Jinyin shook her head.
The tip of her nose was filled with the familiar fragrance of cold bamboo, mixed with the faint smell of ointment. She used her strength to hold the man's arm, stood firm and raised her head to look at him.
