The first thousand and fifty-fifth chapters take the initiative to show their love
In the main hall of Yuyuan, Wen Jiang was greeting all the sisters to sit down, and ordered Yufu to serve tea to a few of them. Mu Jiang stopped him with a smile: "Okay, fifth sister, we just drank a lot of wine at the banquet.
, where is the place to put this tea soup! Besides, there are no outsiders here, why do you and I sisters need to be so polite, right, eighth sister?"
Gong Yueyue's original intention was not to have anything to do with Wu Mu Jiang, but she was Wen Jiang's legitimate sister. As a soul, she was at best Wen Jiang's best friend. How could she be qualified to be alone with Wen Jiang?
Ginger being alone in privacy?
In the flower hall, in front of everyone, she couldn't refute Wen Jiang's face and not come to Yuyuan. What's more, Mrs. Mou Er also enthusiastically asked her to go, and Mrs. Mou even urged Wen Jiang to let them go.
The little sister chatted happily, leaving only Mr. Ke and Aunt Mou by her side. Gong Yueyue followed Wen Jiang to Yuyuan together with the other sisters.
Now that Wu Mujiang is taking the initiative to show his kindness, if she continues to feel resentful and refuses to answer the conversation, it will appear that she is too narrow-minded.
Then he smiled and replied: "What the eldest sister said is that we are all our sisters, so there is no need to be polite."
Yujue, who had been holding back for a long time, finally found an opportunity. He smiled and said in a strange way: "That's right, we are all our sisters, why should we be so polite! But this dignified Sinong Mansion is really polite to people and things.
ah!"
He turned around and sarcastically said to Gong Yueyue: "My good female brother, oh, by the way, Princess Liang Xiaowen, do you dare to ask if you can handle that plate of bracelets easily?"
He glanced at Yuan Jiang again and sighed: "We are both sisters, but we have the same surname but different fates!"
As soon as these words came out, Gong Yueyue knew that Ke and Aunt Mou had reached some kind of contract, firmly locking Yuan Jiang as their target.
I originally thought that after returning home, I would think of some way to save Yuan Jiang. Even if Yuan Jiang could not escape unharmed, I would still block the progress of Ke and others. This would be an explanation for Mrs. Chen's entrustment to Yuan Jiang.
The eighth sister-in-law tried her best.
But Ke Shi and others obviously didn't give anyone the time to plan, so they quickly concluded the case, and a plump lamb was placed on the chopping block without any resistance!
In fact, in a sense, her eighth sister-in-law, as well as Wu's many sisters-in-law, are not just pieces of plump lamb meat, flowing with delicious and attractive juices, for others to choose and slaughter!
Gong Yueyue couldn't help but feel discouraged secretly. She didn't know how to deal with herself, so how could she be able to lend a helping hand to save Yuan Jiang...
Looking at Yuan Jiang, his eyes couldn't help but darken.
Yujue is right. Both are daughters of the Wu family, but in the Han Dynasty where concubines are clearly distinguished, their destinies are really very different.
Due to Gong Yueyue's depression, the topic of Yujue fell silent. Yuanjiang has always been timid and would only respond silently. Although Yinjiang and Yuanjiang are half-sisters, she herself is a
With her status as a concubine, her fate was worrying, and she had no intention of ridiculing others, so she remained silent. Yu Mo was a little white flower, who had always been pitiful, but at this moment, she looked frail and frail again, sitting pretty aside.
My eldest sister-in-law Mu Jiang couldn't bear to be left alone, so she tactfully changed the topic to another side: "Oh, by the way, if Ninth Sister didn't tell me, I would have forgotten about Bamei's plate of bracelets! Bamei, hurry up and take care of you!"
Bring out the new bracelet so that all the sisters can admire it!"
Without waiting for Gong Yueyue's instructions, he turned around and ordered Xinhui: "Why don't you take it out quickly? Why are you waiting so long?"
Xinhui glanced at her sister-in-law, her movements slightly hesitant.
Gong Yueyue nodded and signaled Xinhui to show the plate of gold and jade bracelets she packed.
"Ah, it's really dazzling! Look, look at the various styles and colors. Baolangzhai in the West Market probably won't be able to offer so many styles at once! The eighth sister is here this time.
, I just turned around once and got these many bracelets." Baolangzhai is the most famous jewelry shop in the capital. The female relatives of high-ranking families and noble ladies are proud to wear jewelry from Baolangzhai.
As Mu Jiang spoke, he reached out and took out a bracelet, "Sisters, look at this one. The top is a beautiful carmine red jadeite. I have never seen a carmine red jadeite with such appearance in my life."
The bracelet, tsk tsk, is truly exquisite, I guess the ones made in the palace are just like this!"
Then he picked up a piece of jade pendant as if by accident: "Ah, this is really strange. Why do I feel that the carmine red jadeite of this jade pendant seems to come from the same place as this bracelet?"
Wu Mujiang was talking about the congratulatory gift given by Marquis Yang Yi, a rouge red jade pendant.
Don't look at Mu Jiang's confused and confused look, Gong Yueyue knew clearly that Mu Jiang must know the details of the two.
Then he straightened his ears and listened attentively.
Wen Jiang was obviously also aroused. He took the jade pendant and bracelet and compared them carefully: "Sister, it is true. The jade material of this carmine red jade is exactly the same. If it is not made from the same material, there is no way in this world."
I'm afraid it will be difficult to find carmine jade with the same jade material." Wen Jiang concluded with certainty.
"It's just that this jade pendant belongs to Marquis Yang Yi, but this bracelet belongs to the second lady. Between them..." Wen Jiang thought that this was inappropriate and quickly stopped.
Mu Jiang just thought about it and said slowly: "Fifth sister doesn't know something... I heard that Yang Yihou's late emperor's father was also a suave and romantic Taixue student. He was also good at reading scriptures, so he was in the eyes of many noble ladies.
However, the father of Marquis Yang Yi fell in love with a certain noble lady, and this noble lady was appointed by his family to enter the palace. Unfortunately, this noble lady preferred another imperial scholar.
All students, and the other Taixue students..."
After a slight pause, Mu Jiang glanced at Gong Yueyue without leaving any trace, and then said: "Actually, another student from the Imperial Academy has already been engaged. In this way, this noble daughter will not follow her family's arrangements until her death, so she will get married."
Already..."
"Mou Mansion." Wen Jiang couldn't help but added. After finishing speaking, he felt that he was too direct and quickly covered his mouth.
Mu Jiang glanced at Gong Yueyue, Yu Jue and Yu Mo who were present, tugged at the corner of his mouth and said: "Fifth sister is still happy, eldest sister, I don't say such dumb words anymore, I hide it and say it, too
It was too much effort. In fact, it was Mrs. Mou Er of the Mou Mansion who fell in love with the Fourth Master of our Wu family, who is now the Nanyang Prefect. But unfortunately, my fourth uncle had another engagement at that time, and the second sister-in-law of the Yuan family became what she is today.
Mrs. Mou Er."
He glanced at Wen Jiang again and said, "These are all old things. It doesn't matter if we talk about them now, right, fifth sister?"
Wen Jiang twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, "Yes, it's okay not to talk about the old things about sesame seeds and millet!"
Mu Jiang frowned slightly and smiled.
Gong Yueyue had just heard Wen Jiang talk about the past events between his biological father and Mrs. Mou Er, but she didn't know that Yang Yihou's biological father had a hand in it. If that were the case, it wouldn't be right.
It’s hard to understand Mrs. Mou Er’s stunned expression when she stared at the carmine jade pendant. (To be continued)