After meeting Jiang Huaiyang in Linglong Pavilion, she didn't see him again for three days.
She still went to the temple after lunch every day and returned after sunset. She did not sit still, sometimes she copied some scriptures, and when the cloth shop brought the extra material, she started sewing clothes.
The material on hand was enough to make a short coat and a skirt, and the rest she planned to use to embroider a sachet, put some dried golden osmanthus in it, and mix some of her hibiscus sachet.
I took a small amount of medicinal powder and gave it to him with the vision of peace and smoothness. I thought about waiting for the next time and handed it to him together with the copied scriptures in my hand.
The banyan tree covered with red ropes on one side was still green. Ruan Yuyi suddenly felt a little tired, so she put down her needle and thread and looked outside the wall.
In fact, when she was alone, her thoughts inevitably wandered away. On the first day, she was fine, and she waited for her lunch, but as time went on, she became more and more unsure of herself.
She even began to doubt whether the prince would come back, so she repeatedly asked the novice monk in the temple about his itinerary, and only then did she feel a little relieved when she got the answer that he was indeed staying for a month.
In the evening, she felt sleepy early, perhaps because she was too exhausted from embroidering and writing during the day. So Mu Ling came to cut the candle wick for her, and the room suddenly became dark.
She looked at the shadow of the wood spirit and asked casually, "Where is Mu Xiang?" Usually Mu Xiang came to wait for her to rest, but for a while it was replaced by the wood spirit, which she was not used to.
Mu Ling turned around and said, "Sister Muxiang asked the servant to take turns for her tonight. She seems to have something to do and left the yard half an hour ago."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Yuyi didn't think too much. She touched the pillow and felt sleepy. She covered her mouth and yawned, and said slowly, "I understand, you should go and rest too."
In the darkness, the figure of Mu Ling could be vaguely seen. She bowed and said, "Yes, I am in the outer room. If you have anything, please give me orders."
As the wood spirit left, the room became silent. Through the red tent, one could see the shadows of the tables, chairs and screens outside. She pulled the corner of the quilt up to cover half of her face, and her breath was filled with the incense on the quilt.
the breath.
It's more fragrant than the fragrance on the prince's body, she couldn't help but think.
However, in general, fragrant pills and smoked clothes are mostly used by women, and it is rare for people like the prince to do so. She thought about it randomly, and she fell asleep without knowing when.
The next day, she slept until daylight, and then she vaguely heard the sound of someone coming in and putting down the basin. She opened a corner of the curtain and found that it was already past the usual time for Muxiang to call her.
She raised her voice and called, "Muxiang."
A maid in a bright yellow dress came over and smiled at her, "Miss, you're awake."
It turned out to be the wood spirit. She got off the bed, stretched out her hands and let the wood spirit help her change clothes, and asked casually, "Why are you calling me at this hour today?"
Mu Ling shook his coat, unfolded it, and replied, "My apologies, miss. Sister Muxiang left in a hurry and didn't tell the slave what time she should wake you up. The slave is not very sure, I only know that it's about the same."
It’s this time period, so maybe it’s a little late.”
She put her hands through her sleeves and frowned slightly, "She hasn't come back yet?" They had been inseparable since they were children, but it was rare for Mu Xiang to be away for such a long time, and she never notified her. She thought about it carefully.
, he indeed never asked her to do anything.
"Yes," Mu Ling pursed her lower lip before saying, "Miss, don't worry, maybe she was sent away by the masters in other courtyards, and she will come back when the matter is finished."
Hearing this, she just thought it was her own wild thoughts and suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.
After washing up, the maid who worked in the dining room brought breakfast. There are many pasta dishes in the North, and this time they also brought noodles, steamed buns, and the like, as well as a small plate of pickled vegetables.
She was not picky, and after living in Beijing for more than a year, she was used to eating these. But sometimes she couldn't help but think of the rice porridge she used to eat when she was a child. Now she took a look at the courtyard, where there was only one rough sweeper.
Let your servant be alone.
After using it for less than half, she suddenly felt full. She took the tea that Mu Ling handed her to rinse her mouth, took a small sip, covered it with a handkerchief and spit it out after a while, and then picked up the wet handkerchief on one side.
Wipe your hands.
Just as I was putting down the veil, I saw the maid outside coming in to report, "Miss, the young man in the eldest son's courtyard wants to see you."
Ruan Yuyi raised her eyes and glanced outside the door. Because it was blocked and she couldn't see anything, she said softly, "Let him come in."
Mu Ling asked her to put away the dishes on the tables. When the maid was walking out, a young man came in with his head lowered, followed by four or five girls dressed as maids.
He bowed first, then stepped aside so that Ruan Yuyi could take a closer look at these maids, "I have met you, young lady. Young lady, these are the new ones the eldest son has chosen for you when he saw that there were no maids in your house.
People, if you take a good look at them, they are all very clever and intelligent."
These girls all had their hands folded in front of their stomachs, their eyebrows lowered, and their heads lowered, looking respectful. However, each of them looked young, and their faces were still green, as if they were newly bought from the dental shop.
Ruan Yuyi glanced at them. There were always so many people in her yard, and there was no inconvenience due to the small number of people. Moreover, Cheng Xingqiu had never asked about the people in her yard, so why did he suddenly think of this matter now.
"The people in my courtyard are all dedicated enough. There is nothing to increase or decrease, so the eldest son doesn't have to worry about it." She frowned slightly.
The young man cautiously raised his eyelids and said, "Young lady, you'd better take a look. There are many people waiting in the courtyard, so nothing bad happens." He also knew that their young lady didn't want to be extravagant, but if she didn't choose someone,
Go, it's not easy for him to explain to the eldest son.
As if receiving some instructions, one of the maidservants suddenly knelt down and cried out in tears, "Please, Madam, please keep this slave!"
"When I was working at my previous home, my slave accidentally poured some tea on the guests. The former master got angry and kicked the slave out. I really had nowhere to go. I still had my young brother, my mother, and my slave at home.
We still have to help them."
While crying about the situation, he also told her about the situation at home, which was a sign of loyalty. Mu Ling frowned slightly when he heard this, and felt that this girl was thoughtful. She glanced at the young lady quietly, and saw that Ruan Yuyi had indeed
His eyes fell on this servant girl.
"Raise your head and let me take a look." Ruan Yuyi said warmly.
Mu Ling felt anxious and blurted out, "Miss!" She was just worried that the young lady would be too soft-hearted and would leave the person behind whenever she cried.
The maid responded, raised her face, and met Ruan Yuyi's eyes. She had bright red lips and white teeth. She was quite beautiful. But I didn't know how a woman with such an appearance could be willing to be a slave.
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Ruan Yuyi looked her over and asked, "What was your name before?"
"Mrs. Hui, my slave... my name was Yuesa in the past." She lowered her head, her eyes flickering slightly where no one else could see her.