It can be said that Wen Yi regretted it halfway. She was the second young lady of the Duke's palace and the biological sister of the imperial concubine. Now she was going to salute the daughter of a businessman and had to call her sister. Just thinking about it made her feel sad.
His face was so panicked.
But when he thought about it, if he didn't go, he would be said by others that he had no tutor and no etiquette, and he wouldn't even be able to see Ji Lanjin. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly came to greet Qingwan.
After standing in Qingwan's room for a while, I saw the master Shi Shiran walking out of the room. I was already suffocating, and my attitude was naturally not much better. I looked around and felt cold.
He sarcastically said: "Why is there only one maid in the princess's room? Once this person left, there was no one left to serve her. Why, didn't the prince arrange someone else for the princess to serve? What if outsiders saw this?
I know, I thought the princess was ignored as soon as she walked through the door."
Qing Wan naturally heard the provocation in the other party's words, and was not annoyed. She just slightly curved her lips and replied with a calm smile: "How could it be? This is the courtyard where the prince used to live, and the servants who serve him naturally
It's indispensable. But I like to be quiet and don't like too many people hanging around in front of my eyes all day long, so I sent them to do other things. I just call them when they are useful.
"
Then he paused and seemed to remember something and said: "By the way, I don't know if the people serving at the concubine's place are enough. Do you want me to tell the prince and send a few more servants over?"
These tepid words not only answered the other party's question, but also indirectly reminded the other party of his identity.
She is the mistress of the palace and lives in Ji Lanjin's house. The entire backyard is under her control, so how can she not have enough people to serve her?
"Oh, really? It seems that my worries are a bit unnecessary." Wen Yi originally wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule her, but unexpectedly, the other party found an opportunity to promote herself and indirectly belittle her. For a moment,
The expression on his face was a little ugly. His eyes were a little more stern, and the smile on his lips was clearly cold.
Qing Wan, as if she didn't notice, said directly: "Sit down. The maid went to make tea and will be back in a moment."
Wen Yi was not polite to her, she sat down directly and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Really? I wonder what kind of good tea the princess has here?"
The other party's tone clearly meant that she looked down upon her.
Qingwan also knew that there was a sister who was a concubine in the palace. She had seen a lot of good things. I am afraid that no matter how good the tea was, the other party might not take it seriously, so she smiled calmly and said: "I'm here
The tea you get is certainly not as good as my sister’s, I guess the imperial concubine must have sent a lot of this year’s new tea to the house before the holiday?”
As soon as Concubine Wen was mentioned, Wen Yi felt that she was emboldened, and her tone of voice was naturally a bit arrogant: "That's what my sister sent someone to bring back, but it was just before the Qingming Festival this year."
The new tea brought as tribute. The fragrance of the tea can be smelled from afar."
Qing Wan smiled and said: "Really? Since my sister is used to drinking such good tea, I am afraid that the coarse tea here will not be able to enter her mouth, so I simply don't invite her to drink."
Just as he was talking, Zi Su came in with two cups of warm tea, and Qing Wan said: "Bring the tea to the concubine."
Wen Yi was suspicious. The other party said that she would not invite her to drink tea, but then asked the maid to bring the tea to her. Such inconsistent words and deeds. What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd? To say that Wen Yi regretted it halfway through, she
The second young lady of the Duke's palace, the biological sister of the imperial concubine, is actually going to pay homage to the daughter of a businessman and has to call her sister. Just thinking about it makes me feel horrified.
But when he thought about it, if he didn't go, he would be said by others that he had no tutor and no etiquette, and he wouldn't even be able to see Ji Lanjin. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and reluctantly came to greet Qingwan.
After standing in Qingwan's room for a while, I saw the master Shi Shiran walking out of the room. I was already suffocating, and my attitude was naturally not much better. I looked around and felt cold.
He sarcastically said: "Why is there only one maid in the princess's room? Once this person left, there was no one left to serve her. Why, didn't the prince arrange someone else for the princess to serve? What if outsiders saw this?
I know, I thought the princess was ignored as soon as she walked through the door."
Qing Wan naturally heard the provocation in the other party's words, and was not annoyed. She just slightly curved her lips and replied with a calm smile: "How could it be? This is the courtyard where the prince used to live, and the servants who serve him naturally
It's indispensable. But I like to be quiet and don't like too many people hanging around in front of my eyes all day long, so I sent them to do other things. I just call them when they are useful.
"
Then he paused and seemed to remember something and said: "By the way, I don't know if the people serving at the concubine's place are enough. Do you want me to tell the prince and send a few more servants over?"
These tepid words not only answered the other party's question, but also indirectly reminded the other party of his identity.
She is the mistress of the palace and lives in Ji Lanjin's house. The entire backyard is under her control, so how can she not have enough people to serve her?
"Oh, really? It seems that my worries are a bit unnecessary." Wen Yi originally wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule her, but unexpectedly, the other party found an opportunity to promote herself and indirectly belittle her. For a moment,
The expression on his face was a little ugly. His eyes were a little more stern, and the smile on his lips was clearly cold.
Qing Wan, as if she didn't notice, said directly: "Sit down. The maid went to make tea and will be back in a moment."
Wen Yi was not polite to her, she sat down directly and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Really? I wonder what kind of good tea the princess has here?"
The other party's tone clearly meant that she looked down upon her.
Qingwan also knew that there was a sister who was a concubine in the palace. She had seen a lot of good things. I am afraid that no matter how good the tea was, the other party might not take it seriously, so she smiled calmly and said: "I'm here
The tea you get is certainly not as good as my sister’s, I guess the imperial concubine must have sent a lot of this year’s new tea to the house before the holiday?”
As soon as Concubine Wen was mentioned, Wen Yi felt that she was emboldened, and her tone of voice was naturally a bit arrogant: "That's what my sister sent someone to bring back, but it was just before the Qingming Festival this year."
The new tea brought as tribute. The fragrance of the tea can be smelled from afar."
Qing Wan smiled and said: "Really? Since my sister is used to drinking such good tea, I am afraid that the coarse tea here will not be able to enter her mouth, so I simply don't invite her to drink."
Just as he was talking, Zi Su came in with two cups of warm tea, and Qing Wan said: "Bring the tea to the concubine."
Wen Yi was suspicious. The other party said she would not invite her to drink tea, but then asked the maid to bring the tea to her. Such inconsistent words and deeds, what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd?