When they arrived at the east chamber, Mu Xiang and the others had almost finished cleaning, but the remaining things had not yet been put away. Ruan Yuyi wanted everyone to go have lunch first, but for some reason, today's lunch was not delivered for a long time.
In desperation, Mu Xiang had to go to the dining room to ask.
Ruan Yuyi rushed to greet her in the morning and was busy gathering things. Now she felt hungry, and she silently endured the cramping pain in her abdomen.
Mu Ling brought a small plate of peach cakes and said, "Miss, let's top it with this first. I think Sister Muxiang will be back soon."
The peach cake was from yesterday, and it was already a little dry when I ate it. Ruan Yuyi reluctantly swallowed a piece with cold water and felt a little better.
"You guys haven't eaten anything, Mu Ling, so just take these and share them."
"How can that be done? Miss, you--" Mu Ling knew that she meant well, but she must have been hungry and uncomfortable at this moment, so she waved her hands repeatedly.
It is said that Ruan Yuyi is the most comfortable master in the house. Although the young lady has only been here for a year, they are not as close to each other as Mu Xiang, but the young lady still thinks of them in everything. There is a young girl who is clumsy.
, those who often make mistakes are never harshly punished.
Therefore, even though she has stayed in this mansion as a newly widowed young lady for more than a year, all the servants she has interacted with respect her from the bottom of their hearts.
Just as Mu Ling was moved, Mu Xiang opened the door and came back, followed by a maid who was also carrying a tray. She asked someone to put things on the dining table, and when she saw someone left, she spoke angrily.
"They are really bullying, these bad guys are used to seeing what others do."
Ruan Yuyi had never seen her so angry before, and it was a bit funny, "Who offended our Muxiang girl again?"
Mu Xiang took a breath and then told the story in detail.
It turned out that Mrs. Cheng Zhu, her two sons, and the eldest princess Zhaorong all gathered in her house to have dinner today, with the intention of strengthening their relationship. Zhaorong said that they always eat early in her house, so Mrs. Cheng Zhu gave up the meal.
Meals were prepared early in the room.
It was nothing at all. According to the original meal time in the mansion, at most the food would be colder in Ruan Yuyi's courtyard. But these cooks were afraid of neglecting the eldest princess, so they sent over there too many portions, which was too short.
On her side.
The person who delivered the meals didn't know what to do, so he actually delivered the things to the west wing. When Mu Xiang went over to investigate the situation, the person in charge explained that no one had ever informed him of the news.
After Ruan Yuyi heard this, she picked up the bamboo chopsticks and plucked a plate of cabbage and tofu twice, and she almost understood it in her heart.
Although the Mile House is usually not extravagant, the two dishes and one soup are not the usual dishes and specifications. If it is said that the kitchen specially made some tasteless dishes for her, it is difficult to believe that no one was causing trouble.
She said nothing more and just ate her meal as usual.
At night, Mu Xiang picked up a lamp for her, and she suddenly realized that it was much colder here than in the west wing. In addition, the window paper was old and damaged, so cool breeze inevitably came in through the gaps, sometimes making the windows make a sound.
Her bedding had not yet been replaced with a thicker one, so she curled up into a ball and huddled in the bed before she managed to fall asleep.
Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to hear someone coming in to take something for her and block the window, and then the moaning wind stopped.
Because she didn't sleep well last night, Ruan Yuyi woke up the next day with her head still dizzy and swollen. She sat on the edge of the bed with bleary eyes.
Mu Xiang opened the door and came in, saying softly, "Miss, please wake up. I will help you dress up right now."
Ruan Yuyi stood up and saw that the sky was just starting to get bright outside, and the waning moon was still hanging below, looking like it was about to sink.
She then asked, "What time is it? It seems so early?"
"It's almost time. The sky is getting brighter and later these days," Mu Xiang replied.
Yesterday, Ruan Yuyi asked Muxiang to call her earlier so that she could go to Shenghe Temple to look for the prince earlier. Although they didn't know when the prince would get up, it was always a good idea to go early.
Maybe she had something hidden in her heart, and she woke up on her own before Muxiang came to call her.
She sat in front of the mirror, Mu Xiang stood beside her, skillfully fixing her hair and applying makeup. Mu Xiang had always been capable and skillful, she knew this, otherwise when most of the servants of the Ruan Mansion were dismissed,
He won't leave her alone.
"Miss, take a look, how about this?"
When she heard this, she raised her eyes and met the eyes of the person in the mirror.
In the bronze mirror, the woman's hair is like dark jade, her eyebrows are like distant daisy, and her lips are dotted with some lipstick, which is not heavy, just like the natural color of blood. Ruan Yuyi straightened her hair on the temples, and the person in the mirror also raised her eyebrows.
The Ruan Mansion fell, and her beloved brother died in battle. She was in a foreign land, with nothing left to rely on, and this skin became her only weapon to protect herself.
After she got her haircut, her mother once taught her experience orally to each other. In the dark room, Ruan Yuyi blushed and could only respond in a calm manner. She looked up at her mother, but saw that her face did not change.
She had learned about 70% to 80% of what she was learning, but the rest was missing and she couldn't use it no matter what.
She asked her mother about it, but her mother said that her face could fill the rest of the gap, but if she doesn't use it properly, it will lead to disaster.
But now, if she doesn't want to be manipulated by others, she has to resort to some means.
"Go get that goose-yellow gauze skirt." Ruan Yuyi turned her head and said slowly.
Mu Xiang lightly frowned and said disapprovingly, "Miss, it's cold in the morning, so I'm afraid you'll catch a cold if you wear this." The clothes were so thin, and Miss's delicate body couldn't bear it.
"Go get it."
But how did she know that Ruan Yuyi wanted this effect? If she happened to catch a cold, her eyes would be filled with tears, and her illness would be as good as three points, then it would be called seductive.
Knowing that he couldn't persuade the young lady, Mu Xiang had no choice but to go get a goose yellow lily skirt.
The edge of this skirt is made of white flowers embroidered with Suzhou, which is elegant and noble, and perfectly complements her makeup today. Looking closer, the waist is cinched by a tie, and the hem of the skirt below is made of gauze, so if the wind blows, it will definitely not be noticeable.
Light and agile.
Ruan Yuyi put on her clothes and turned around. Even Mu Xiang, who had been facing this person every day, was stunned for a moment.
In the past, the young lady wore many skirts, which covered most of her figure. However, this one now perfectly outlines her small waist, giving her a sense of arrogance and arrogance.
Ruan Yuyi put her hands on her chest and tried her best to ignore the inexplicable anxiety.
I can’t say why. If I were to compare it, it would be similar to the throbbing before meeting an old friend.
"It's inconvenient to move around when there are too many people, so Mu Ling will stay in the house," she turned to Mu Xiang and said, "Let's get out of the house as soon as possible to avoid being detained by my aunt later."
Mu Xiang raised her arm and gestured to her a beige cloak hanging on her hand, "Miss, take this with you and wear it on the road for a while. It will keep you warm."
"No need." Ruan Yuyi gently pressed her raised hand.
I can't bear the cold, and there's no need to hang around in front of my son.
In the early morning, in the still quiet alley, a carriage quietly drove out of Cheng Mansion.