When night falls, a bright moon hangs over the tree branches, and the cool night wind rustles the tree branches, leaving mottled and swaying tree shadows on the wall. In the silence, only the chirping of birds and the chirping of insects can be heard, which makes this scene vivid.

Lang Lang night.

The maidservants in the corridor of Xiaguangyuan in this room were all standing there in an orderly manner, but seven or eight of them did not make even the slightest sound, which seemed particularly deserted. Under the lattice window in the room, there was a pretty and charming figure half leaning on her right hand.

Resting on the soft pillow, her left hand seemed to be playing with something. When Qiu Zhi walked in, she saw such a lazy scene, but she knew that the scene in front of her seemed to be peaceful and quiet, but it was just under the ice.

The torrent was just suppressed and not released.

"Madam, my servant will change your medicine -"

Qiu Zhi took a deep breath silently and carefully opened the bead curtain. After entering, she gently pinched and held the swaying bead curtain until no more collision sounds were made. Then she walked respectfully.

Come closer and make a sound.

However, after a while, the girl leaning on the seat did not speak. Qiuzhi took a closer look and saw that what her master was playing with was the Ehuang ointment sent by Princess Yongning that day. She felt a slight chill on her back.

Even the medicine in his hand felt a little heavier.

"Pah!" Yang Hongying casually threw the fist-sized piece of Ehuang ointment on the table. Qiu Zhi, who didn't dare to make a sound, said, "What are you doing standing there?"

After hearing this, Qiu Zhi lowered her head and finally breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of Qiu Lan, she quickly removed the snow-white gauze wrapped around Yang Hongying, revealing the red, swollen and purple wrists inside. Qiu Zhi did not dare to delay, and got on the ground quickly.

The medicine needed to be wrapped in fresh gauze, and an indistinguishable voice was heard saying: "Didn't the imperial doctor say that the Ehuang ointment is a high-quality wound medicine that can't be bought with a lot of money? If it is not enough, wouldn't it be a waste?"

to understand other people’s wishes.”

Qiuzhi was slightly startled when she heard this, and immediately said: "Yes."

After using a small silver spoon, she gently picked up a little bit and applied it on Yang Hongying. Qiu Zhi rubbed it gently, and the familiar cold fragrance suddenly dispersed. Yang Hongying frowned and felt an unknown fire jump up.

.

She thought about it for a long time when she came back today, and she probably had some ideas. It seemed that Li Sui had known for a long time that she had injured her hand and refused to take medicine on purpose, so she had already become suspicious. According to what the imperial doctor said, she might have already quietly treated her in the past few days.

Those medicines were mixed into her daily diet. Thinking back to today, Li Sui specially asked someone to change the ball at the beginning of the game. He must have put some thought into the ball at that time, smeared the Ehuang ointment, and just waited for her

Block it with your hands.

It's funny that she had planned a lot, but now she was dumb and had to swallow it by herself.

Qiu Zhi was naturally aware of her master's repressed anger, and she didn't dare to raise her head. She forced herself to finish the application and carefully wrapped the gauze around it.

"Madam, Madam Bao is here——"

When the voice of the maid came from outside, Yang Hongying raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly, and almost changed into a happy face when Baoying entered.

"Sister is here——"

While talking, the maid opened the bead curtain and Baoying had already walked in. Hongying stood up with Qiulan's help. Just as she was about to go up to him, Baoying pushed her back to sit down.

"Is it better?"

Qiu Zhi moved the carved nanmu brocade tree close to her. Bao Ying held Hong Ying's hand and sat down. Seeing Bao Ying looking at her injured hand, Hong Ying said indifferently: "I'm worried about my sister, so it's okay.

The thing is, it’s just that it can’t get enough water these days, so it needs to be taken good care of and pampered a little more than usual.”

Baoying nodded, then glanced at the Ehuang ointment placed on the table, calmly retracted his gaze and said: "I saw you putting on a flower a few days ago, which is quite novel. I knew it was Qiulan at a glance.

Their craftsmanship——"

As she spoke, Baoying's eyebrows were filled with a smile as warm as autumn, and she said to Qiulan Qiuzhi who was standing by: "I specially asked Hui Rong to come and ask you for advice."

When Qiuzhi Qiulan heard this, she looked at her master. Hongying withdrew her gaze knowingly, a leisurely smile appeared on her lips, she leaned more comfortably and said: "Since sister likes it, you can take Hui Rong with you."

Go look for it."

When Qiu Zhi and the others took the order, the room suddenly became deserted. Only the crickets under the wall could be heard chirping from time to time.

"Do you have anything to say to me?"

After a long silence, Baoying finally broke the silence when she saw that the person in front of her had no intention of speaking first.

Hongying was not in a hurry to answer when she heard the words. She just lazily supported her chin with her left hand, looked at Baoying curiously with her exquisite eyes and said, "Sister, Hongying didn't understand what I said."

"You were hit by Aman's ball today. Is it really an accident?"

Realizing that Baoying was unwilling to play riddles with her, Hongying smiled, her eyes still full of smiles, but alienation was rising in her heart bit by bit.

"Aman? We've only been together for a few days, and my sister has become so close to Princess Yongning. You know, I know that you and I are sisters from the same mother. But you don't know, I think the only sister you have is Princess Yongning."

Baoying looked at Hongying in front of her and waved the fan in her left hand lazily. The breeze blew through her hair, making her more charming, like a lazy cat, which made people feel pity.

But Baoying felt that these were all just illusions. The girl in front of her was no longer the same as the little girl who followed her and tugged on her skirt, begging her to take her secretly to release the paper kites.

At some point, she now looks more and more like what their mother, Yang, expected them to grow up to be, to the point where even she almost doesn't recognize them anymore.

Now she still remembers that her mother, who has always been competitive, has taught them strictly since they can remember. They learned music at the age of five, etiquette at the age of six, and studied history at the age of seven.

Under the stern gaze of his mother and the ruler of his female teacher, he learned how to cook tea, throw pots, and other family hobbies.

Until one day, Princess Yongning, who was only twelve years old, became famous in Chang'an as a beautiful lady in the Zhou Dynasty. From that day on, it was said that Princess Yongning had noble blood and was a role model for daughters of aristocratic families. She was the same as the current Taiwei.

Yang Yan, the eldest son of the mansion and the future heir apparent, is still a childhood sweetheart, so it should be a perfect match.

She still remembered that day, when her father came to her mother's yard for the first time to quarrel with her mother. After her father walked away, she and Hongying, who were secretly hiding behind the bead curtain and did not dare to speak out, were brought to their mother by the maids until

Now, she can't forget her mother's stubborn red eyes, but her eyes were cold and cold, looking at them quietly like a stranger. She only uttered two words for a long time, but it shocked her to tears, and Hongying even more so.

Crying and shrinking.

"useless."

Now that Baoying remembers these two words, she feels like she doesn't know whether they should be ridiculous or mocking.

It turns out that this is the most cold and heart-wrenching evaluation a mother gives to her own children.

That day seemed to be the watershed in her and Hongying's lives. Her mother's education requirements for the two of them were extremely strict. Even the tutor sometimes interceded for them, but it was of no avail. She had to be a little tolerant with the sisters in private.

Thinking about it now, Hongying has been different since then.

I no longer envy others having fun. I not only study according to my mother's requirements every day, but also exceed my mother's expectations. I will even deliberately change my preferences according to Princess Yongning's preferences.

She was aware of all this, and tried to comfort her, but all she got was Hongying's jokes as if nothing had happened.

In the end, Hongying won the favor of both her father and mother, and became the most dazzling daughter of the Yang family and even Hongnong. Perhaps based on these, all the desires that Hongying suppressed in her heart were resolved from the moment she entered Chang'an or the Taiwei Mansion.

At that moment, I can no longer hide it.

"Hongying, you were not like this before -"

When Hongying heard these words, something flashed in her eyes. However, it only took a moment before she smiled indifferently: "Sister, what you said is strange. Your height and size are changing. How can people remain the same?"

of."

"Hongying, have you ever thought about what you want? Is what Aye, Aniang and the others really want, really what you want?"

"Some things are destined not to be taken by force. Even if they are taken, they should be taken in a right way. How can we trap others into injustice for our own selfishness."

Hearing Baoying's words of sincere persuasion, a coldness gradually appeared on Hongying's lips. The hand shaking the fan slowly stopped, and she looked at Baoying and said, "Destined? What is destined?"

"I only know that when we came to Beijing this time, we came with the expectations of Aye Auntie. Could it be that sister has forgotten what we promised them? People say that the saint is the true dragon and the emperor, and he is chosen by God to be the king of the world.

, but is this really the case now? Then what else does the Taiwei Mansion do?"

"Hongying——"

Baoying looked at the aggressive girl in front of her, thinking about those words, as if recalling something, her face turned pale and she uttered a cry.

However, the Hongying in front of her didn't care at all. She just raised her eyebrows and said with a cold smile: "So, sister, tell me what is destiny? Is it destiny for Princess Yongning to marry Yang Yan? You are too naive."

"Although she has lived in the Taiwei Mansion for these years, it can't change the fact that her surname is Li. Those thoughts you have are just the wishful thinking of Mrs. Taiwei. If my uncle thinks so, he won't agree with you.

I have entered Beijing."

Seeing that Baoying gradually fell silent, Hongying continued: "What's more, sister thinks that Li Sui is a good person? She has long known your intention to enter the Taiwei's mansion, so she pretended to be close and gave you and me these things.

I just want to drive a wedge between you and me, and deal with each one one by one. It is true that I tested her today, but she knew it very well, so why would she show mercy if she didn't still take advantage of the scheme? You defended her every word in front of me today, but you never thought that she would be like this today.

Will she treat me like this and harm you in the future? After all, you and I are biological sisters, so why do you often favor her, a person with a foreign surname?"

After the words fell, the room fell into silence again. Baoying stared at Hongying who had said everything cleanly in front of her like she was venting her anger. She felt that something had changed. Although the two of them were so close, she didn't.

It feels like there is something in the middle that can no longer be crossed.

"I know I can't persuade you anymore, but I hope you understand whether what you are doing now is for your cousin Yan, or for the identity behind him. What you did today was concealed for a while, and it is difficult to protect the truth.

Madam Wei, they won't notice. If you continue to behave like this, what will happen if they find out in the future? You are my sister and a person of the same blood as me. You just feel that I am not willing to favor you, but I

I just don’t want you to act rashly, hurt others, and even hurt yourself——”

Having said this, Baoying stopped staying, stood up and glanced at the girl sitting there again, and said calmly: "You should rest earlier."

When the bead curtain sounded again, the sound of "crash, clatter, clatter--" seemed to hit Hongying's heart, making her feel extremely noisy and suffocating.

"Bangdang——"

When Qiuzhi Qiulan rushed in, she saw the exquisite small box containing Ehuang ointment lying quietly on the ground, with the clear ointment inside splashing all over the floor. Hongying, who was sitting on it, sat up and held a few pieces in her left hand.
Chapter completed!