After Mi Xiayao and Pei Xingyuan walked out of the study together, their faces were solemn.
"Can you do what grandpa said?"
She stopped and turned to look at Pei Xingyuan and asked.
The man was walking behind Mi Xiayao with one hand behind his back. He raised his head when he heard the sound, "Master told me, if I don't obey, I will really be a different person inside and outside."
He laughed softly to himself.
It seems that what Mr. Mi Er said this morning was more or less listened to by him.
"It's really strange. Normally you treat everyone with arrogance, even daring to offend the prince. But now a man who is not an official in the court says a few words to you, but you still listen to it."
She tilted her head and looked at the other person up and down, feeling nothing but novelty in her eyes.
Pei Xingyuan saw that it was the first time that she was observing him at such a close range, so he simply followed her words and nodded.
"What your second uncle said was too hurtful."
Mi Xiayao gasped three times in a row and shook her head, "Is it possible that the person who can protect you in this life is not a woman, but my second uncle?"
Pei Xingyuan:......
He has heightened the atmosphere to this point. Why does this woman still think that the problem is caused by the outside world?
The self-deprecating smile on his handsome face disappeared. He gritted his teeth and looked at Mi Xiayao, who was talking nonsense.
"Master wants to give the prince some disadvantages, but for me, it won't have any big impact."
"Could it be that your backer is not the prince, but someone else?"
Pei Xingyuan was amused by her innocent words.
"Young Master has to rely on the Crown Prince to support you. When you still celebrated the banquet in the palace after the snowstorm, there was no way I could survive it."
Last time, after the third prince reported to the sick emperor that what the prince had done was unreasonable, all the officials who were present at the banquet and related to the prince were punished.
This sentence contained too much information for Mi Xiayao.
She frowned slightly and was about to think, but was interrupted by the man's words.
"Instead of thinking about me, why not think about how you will dress during the Buddha ceremony in a few days."
Mi Xiayao suddenly raised her head, "I didn't miss you!"
"Ah - that's right. I'm standing right in front of you, young master. Why bother thinking about it."
"Pei Xingyuan!"
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Worshiping the Buddha in a few days is indeed something Mi Xiayao needs to consider.
Yuelailou recently sold large quantities of fabrics due to the birthday of the eldest princess. Although she was not worried, she refused to stop there.
So a few days before the Buddha ceremony, she happened to be visiting during the New Year, so she cut a new set of clothes from Yuelailou's most exquisite fabrics.
Then he accepted the invitation sent by Zhu Xiuxiu.
There are only a few gatherings for the new rich.
There aren't many people, but they are all easy-to-get-together little girls who don't have the bad temper brought by those aristocratic families.
Mi Xiayao is also a good person. She gave everyone a piece of fabric sold in Yuelailou.
"Earlier, I asked my father and brother to go to Yuelai Building to see if there was any good-looking fabrics that I could bring back, but in the end I only found half a piece."
Zhu Xiuxiu hugged the whole piece of fabric with joy.
After enjoying herself to a certain extent, Zhu Xiuxiu finally realized that her reaction was too exaggerated.
She saved herself and said, "I'm so excited. We didn't invite you here just to picture these fabrics."
On the other side, a little girl of similar status to Zhu Xiuxiu, hugging the piece of cloth, nodded in response.
"Last time at the eldest princess's birthday party, we all witnessed Sister Mi dealing with Miao Qi.
"This Miao Qi usually mocks us because we grew up in the capital. He also calls us country folk."
The little girl didn't look very young, and she got very angry when talking about Miao Qi.
Mi Xiayao paused for a moment. The wind from outside blew in, forcing her to pick up the shawl on her shoulders again.
With this flirtation, Zhu Xiuxiu and the others completely noticed Mi Xiayao's whole body attire.
"Did Sister Mi grow up in Beijing?" Zhu Xiuxiu couldn't help but ask.
Mi Xiayao honestly confessed that although she lived in the capital for a short time, she later married and moved to Jingzhou City and only recently returned to the capital with Li.
What she said was quite frank and straightforward, which also caused Zhu Xiuxiu, who was generally open-minded, to be ostracized by the locals in central Beijing.
As a result, these little girls became cautious.
"They think it's rustic, mostly because the color scheme isn't eye-catching enough. Most girls from Beijing prefer low-key and elegant clothes. Often, the more they look like this, the more they have a sense of aging."
Seeing that they were really deep in thought, Mi Xiayao thought about it and decided to help them.
"Sister Mi, this shawl looks so nice! Can I wear it like this too?" Zhu Xiuxiu nodded in understanding.
Soon, she focused all her attention on Mi Xiayao.
Mi Xiayao blinked her eyes and was stunned for a moment.
Zhu Xiuxiu immediately explained: "We have never seen anyone in Beijing like Sister Mi wearing silk clothes. It feels like breaking the rules..."
After being suppressed by people like Miao Qi in the capital for so long, Zhu Xiuxiu had already developed a rebellious heart.
The person involved didn't care, but they didn't expect that Zhu Xiuxiu and the others didn't pay attention and kept staring at her outfit.
For a moment, Mi Xiayao had other thoughts vaguely in her heart.
The content of the little sisters' gatherings is nothing more than gossiping about their enemies. At worst, they are upset that their family members are too strict with themselves.
For Mi Xiayao, a half-married and divorced woman, this situation is really too childish.
After saying hello to Zhu Xiuxiu, Mi Xiayao left with the excuse that she had other things to deal with.
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On the day of worshiping the Buddha, the Ministry of Ceremonies came out of the palace early in the morning with a huge array.
The Queen Mother's phoenix drove in the front, and the carriages behind were filled with noble ladies from aristocratic families and their wives.
Mi Xiayao's carriage was in one of them, and the one who went to worship the Buddha with her was Mrs. Mi.
"If I asked you earlier, you haven't told me how you met the young master of the Rong family?"
Mi Xiayao guessed that Mrs. Mi would ask her questions, but she never expected that she would pursue her to this extent.
"Because we want to buy Yuelai Building, we have established a relationship with him, so we are just acquaintances."
She half-hidden the matter and said.
Mrs. Mi glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and sighed silently.
"You are not young now, and there are so many girls in the Mi family waiting to be married...
"Oh, you are the most conspicuous girl in the Mi family."
What Mrs. Mi said was as if Mi Xiayao had done something absolutely wrong.
"Second uncle didn't say before that the granddaughter was an outsider. How could it now affect the marriage of the girl from the Mi family?"
Her words were merciless, and Mrs. Mi paused slightly in her tone, knowing that what she said was wrong.
She quickly added: "I'm just worried that everyone will only see you as a girl from the Mi family, and others won't pay attention to you."