The sky darkens and dusk falls.
In Yihong Courtyard, Grandma Wang holds a ruler in her hand, and Lu Qing holds a porcelain bowl on her head. The water in the bowl is steady with each step.
"Concubine, I have learned a lot, and she is quite sound." Grandma Wang praised her first, and then slowly added, "But her steps are stiff and she lacks temperament."
Grandma Wang had been saying this since the first day she received Ning Huayue's arrangement. Lu Qing's first reaction was not to refute and be embarrassed, but to take a serious look at herself. The bad things need to be adjusted. If Grandma Wang is right, Lu Qing will do everything she says.
Ning Huayue's original intention was for Grandma Wang to treat her harshly. When Lu Qing couldn't hold on any longer, she would just use this as a lesson for Lu Qing to act recklessly without knowing the importance of the matter. It would be best to prevent her from entering the palace.
But what is disappointing is that Lu Qing persisted and did not complain, and Grandma Wang's ruler had no chance to play its true role in her hand.
Lu Qing glanced at the sky outside and suggested, "It's getting late. Brother Lan will cry if he doesn't see me. Can grandma let me go back first and continue tomorrow?"
Grandma Wang smiled: "There are only a few days left before entering the palace. Why don't we work hard to avoid disappointing the expectations of the princess?"
Lu Qing smiled back: "Brother Lan can't be sick these days. Mommy also knows that he is very angry and will cry if he doesn't see me."
Every time she used Lan Ge'er as an excuse to leave Yihongyuan, but because Grandma Wang couldn't say anything. You know, the last time Lan Geer fell ill, the prince rewarded her with twenty pieces of cake.
"Then please come back, concubine. I will report your progress to the princess. The rest will be decided by the princess."
Lu Qing's smile didn't change, but she ignored Grandma Wang's faint threats. In fact, Ning Huayue couldn't be her master at all, otherwise she wouldn't have thought of this trick.
It's a pity that she will never give up.
"Mommy, feel free to go, I'll leave first."
Ji Qin, who was waiting under the verandah, stiffened her hands and feet, opened her mouth and exhaled a white breath: "Master, let's go back to Jinjiyuan." She rubbed her hands and put Lu Qing's cloak on her, "My young master must have missed you. "
Lu Qing held her hand, her eyes showing distress: "Is it cold?" She took off her hand covering and gave it to Ji Qin. She walked out and sighed softly: "You come with me, you can't go into the house and there is no place to keep warm. It's really It’s hard on you.”
Ning Huayue couldn't even stand Lu Qing, let alone take a maid like Ji Qin seriously. The servants in Yihongyuan looked at their master's face and acted, and no one dared to get close to Ji Qin and talk to her. Therefore, every time Ji Qin came with Lu Qing, he could only wait motionless under the verandah for several hours.
Her hands were red from the cold and she was about to get frostbite, and her exposed face was stiffened by the cold wind.
Ji Qin looked at Lu Qing beside her, pondered for a while and then smiled slightly: "Master, I'm fine." In fact, her heart became warm because of Lu Qing's words.
From the moment you become a servant, many normal people's emotional needs become extravagant wishes, and only by being cautious can you save your life. Ji Qin feels that he is a lucky person. He has Aunt Zhong taking care of him in the past and Lu Qing taking care of him in the future.
The road was slippery in the snow. Lu Qing raised her hand to support Ji Qin. She was very moved and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, don't be afraid. It will be over in a few days. The little master is so attractive. The emperor will definitely like it after seeing it. At that time, if anyone wants to oppress you, they should think carefully about it."
Luqing and Jiqin supported each other, and the wind and snow that rushed towards them became more and more unruly.
"Stop talking. You'll get sick if you get exposed to the cold wind. Go back later and let Dr. Jiang take a look at you. Apply some ointment or something on your hands..."
Ji Qin bent his eyes and nodded.
In the main room of Jinjiyuan, Yan Fuguang was lying next to the couch, with his long legs spread horizontally to block the not-so-honest little guy on the inside of the soft couch.
Fang Jinbao shook the rattle and looked at Brother Lan with fond eyes as he moved his little hands and feet: "Oh, our young master can even turn over, he is so awesome!"
Brother Lan grinned in a dignified manner, raised his fleshy legs and moved them twice more, making Fang Jinbao cheer even louder.
Yan Fuguang looked at this scene with a smile in his eyes. He turned around and caught a glimpse of the dark sky. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Why isn't the Wei family coming back?"
Mandong spoke loudly, as if Yan Fuguang couldn't hear her: "The concubine went to learn the rules from the princess!"
"Aren't Wei's rules always very good?"
Mandong shook her head. She also wanted to ask this question: "The princess said that the concubine still has to learn, and she can only enter the palace after she has learned. Therefore, the concubine has been going there every day recently."
These words attracted Fang Jinbao's eyebrows, but upon closer inspection, Mandong looked heartless again. Even though that's what he said, it still sounded like he was being sued for eye drops?
Yan Fuguang lowered his eyelashes, raised Lange'er's chin with his slender fingers, and rubbed his soft chin back and forth with his calloused fingertips: "Lange'er, doesn't your mother miss you?"
The woman in the inner house actually came back later than him.
Fang Jinbao asked tentatively: "It's getting late, why don't you have dinner first?"
Yan Fuguang picked up his son with one hand, stuffed it into his arms, and nestled it softly on his chest. It was really cute. He lazily said: "That's all, wait."
A cup of tea passed before Lu Qing appeared in Jinxi Courtyard.
When the master and servant entered, they bowed to Yan Fuguang.
Yan Fuguang's eyes moved from Ji Qin's frighteningly red hands to the small drops of water hanging on Lu Qing's long eyelashes, and said quietly: "It takes a day to learn any rules, what should I do with Brother Lan?"
Man Dong followed closely and added: "In the afternoon, the little master was crying, but it was because the prince arrived in time that he didn't continue to cry."
As if to prove that Man Dong's words were true, Lan Ge'er, who had been leaning on Yan Fuguang and giggling just now, cried and howled, raising his little arms, asking Lu Qing to hug him.
Lu Qing's eyes were red, and she leaned over to pick up Lan Ge'er, who was crying aggrievedly. The mother and son competed with each other for pity.
Yan Fuguang seemed to have a headache, held his forehead and sighed: "When you're done crying, let's eat."
Brother Lan was sobbing and hiding in Lu Qing's arms, his eyelashes were crinkling with tears, and his eyelids slowly closed together.
He fell asleep.
Lu Qing held him for a while longer, and then handed him over to the wet nurse after he fell asleep peacefully.
At the dinner table, Lu Qing picked out Yan Fuguang's favorite dishes and served them to him.
"How did you learn?" His voice was as cold as ever.
Lu Qing lowered her eyes and said with a nasal voice because she had just cried, "I am stupid."
Yan Fuguang tilted his face and nodded his chin: "Sit down."
Lu Qing sat next to him obediently, her eyelashes kept drooping, as if she was about to shed big tears at the next moment.
Yan Fuguang forcefully raised her small chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Lu Qing didn't answer, the tip of her nose was extremely sour.
Suddenly, the tears in his eyes fell clearly, soaking Yan Fuguang's slender fingers.
She didn't speak, she just kept shedding tears, and those tears she shed were silent. A pair of beautiful eyes are like petals floating on the water, and they are born to know how to make people pity.
