Mu Ling froze on the spot, feeling as if a piece was missing in her heart. The cold wind came from nowhere and poured in, making her feel uncomfortable.
Buried under the dead leaves were three lychees.
The red color is very pleasing, because even the peel is still intact, and there is no trace of rot in it.
Ari on the side saw Mu Ling standing still and thought he had seen something new, so he came closer. However, he saw a few red fruits.
Without thinking much, she picked up a branch and fiddled with one of the fruits, asking curiously, "Is this the peel?" But when the half buried underneath was also pulled out, she found that it was completely round.
Ari's eyes trembled and she opened her mouth, not knowing how to react. She looked up to see the wood spirit's reaction.
"Sister Mu Ling, this..."
The fruit was sorted by the young lady thinking of them. If she were a maid in another courtyard, she might not have this blessing. Moreover, lychees are rare, not to mention that they are out of season. They are usually called
They took one look at it and were satisfied.
Ari really can't figure out who would waste food like this. Unfortunately, her brother hasn't tasted it yet, so she doesn't know if it can be eaten after picking it up. Anyway, it has a shell, so it shouldn't be dirty, right?
With this thought in mind, she reached out to pick it up, not wanting to be caught by the wood spirit.
After all, Mu Ling is the personal maid next to the young lady and has seen more of her than Ari. No matter how innocent he is, it is impossible not to understand that this person either despises the young lady or is dissatisfied with her.
She couldn't imagine how heartbroken she would be if the young lady saw it. She sent it sincerely, only to be thrown into the mud.
But the young lady once told her that you should not pick up food that is thrown on the ground. The poor are not poor. What's more, although they are not rich now, they are not short of food and clothing.
Mu Ling suppressed his usual smile and said in a deep voice, "Don't pick it up, bury it deeper, lest the young lady see it and be sad."
This is the integrity taught to her by the young lady.
Although Ari felt sorry for her, she was always obedient. After hearing what she was told, she dug a small hole with tree branches, put a few red lychees in it, and then covered it with soil and dead leaves.
But after Ruan Yuyi came back, Mu Ling called Mu Xiang aside and told her about the matter. The more Mu Xiang listened, the tighter his brows became.
After listening, she was silent for a while and said, "No matter what, we need to find this person first before we can make the next step."
Mu Ling nodded in agreement and planned to ask some indirect questions later.
As he was talking, an unfamiliar maid came from outside. She nodded slightly to the two of them and said, "You two girls, our Aunt Mei would like to ask the young lady to sit over with her. Please ask the girl to come in and let us know."
Whether a young lady has leisure time is not something they can decide. The women in the backyard usually work as prostitutes and have sex in the house. Unlike the female officials in the palace, they don’t have anything important to do. So whether they have leisure time
, it all depends on whether you want to see that person or not.
When he pushed the door open and entered, Ruan Yuyi was sitting upright in front of several desks, writing scriptures.
These cases were placed under the window coffin, and the clear light from outside filtered through the window paper, leaving only a bit of softness. Her face was immersed in such light, like new snow at night, white and quiet.
How could such a little lady not make people happy?
Mu Xiang couldn't help but relax her hands and feet, stepped forward and called, "Miss."
Ruan Yuyi heard the sound of her opening the door, and continued writing in her hand, saying, "I thought copying scriptures would be an extremely boring task, but these days, it's become a lot easier. I think I'll be able to copy it tomorrow."
"Yes," Mu Xiang agreed, "our lady is very patient." As she said that, she remembered that she shouldn't keep Aunt Mei's people outside waiting too long.
Then he said, "Miss, Aunt Mei would like to invite you to sit with her."
Her pen-holding hand paused, and the ink smeared from her pen.
In the past, she had very little interaction with Aunt Mei. The most common thing she did was say hello when she met head-on. According to her own temperament, if she was not seen by the other party, she would hide whenever possible, so as not to make the two of them obviously very unfamiliar.
, but also to save face, looking for something to talk about.
She glanced at the badly written word, sighed with regret, ignored the word, and continued writing, "It's rare for my aunt to remember me, so just go. You can go and get back to her."
Muxiang retreated in response.
Afterwards, Ruan Yuyi tidied up a little and went to Aunt Mei's place.
Aunt Mei's residence is not big, but the courtyard is no less lively than hers. The shrubs and flowers are carefully trimmed, and the small courtyard is filled with flowers and plants. You can tell at a glance that the owner here spends his days...
Having a good time.
As soon as I reached the steps, I heard a flurry of piano music coming from inside. It was low and melodious, as if sad or weeping, which showed that the player playing the piano was not in a bright mood.
When Ruan Yuyi entered, the music was reaching its climax. Her hands were playing with it hurriedly, and the noisy string sound came out from under her fingers, like a broken glass cup, intense but suppressed.
Finally, it ends with a "Zheng" sound, and the lingering sound lingers around for a long time.
Ruan Yuyi stood quietly at the door and finished listening. When she saw that the sound of the piano was gone, she opened her mouth and said, "I heard that Aunt Mei is good at guzheng. When I heard it today, it turned out to be true."
After receiving the praise, Aunt Mei couldn't help but smile and said humbly, "Young lady, you are so complimentary. It's just for entertainment."
Today, she was wearing a smokey willow-colored skirt with a wide skirt. She was sitting in front of the piano, and her whole body seemed to be filled with fairy energy. Perhaps because she was pregnant for the first time, she didn't have much appetite, so she looked a little thinner, which only added to her sickly beauty.
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She got up from the low stool and bowed to Ruan Yuyi. Ruan Yuyi hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Now that my aunt is pregnant, I have to pay more attention to everything. All these red tapes will be eliminated."
No matter how favored a concubine is, her status is not much higher than that of a maidservant. This is why over the years, even if Mr. Cheng neglects the Cheng Zhu family, the Cheng Zhu family can still dominate the Mei family.
Ruan Yuyi seemed to have found her future appearance from her, and she couldn't help but feel sad in her heart, and her tone became a little softer, "My aunt's piano music is sad and sweet, but it's not what you said."
She knew that Aunt Mei would not come to sit with her for no reason. She must have something to say to her. However, Aunt Mei did not follow her words. Instead, she gently curved her lower lip and said:
"I have also heard that the young lady is one of the most outstanding talents in Wuzhou. I wonder if I am lucky enough to meet her. I happen to have a piece of music that I just composed here, which will harmonize with the young lady."
The title of "Wuzhou's Unique" was only for a short time when she was invited to a banquet. She always thought that only a small circle of people knew about it, but she did not expect that Aunt Mei had also heard about it.
Since she is a dancer, her sense of music is not bad. After hearing Aunt Mei's suggestion, she became interested, so she nodded in agreement.