Shen Yingxue was very talented in making desserts and picked up the skills quickly. Jiang Miao gradually handed over the business of the shop to her, freeing her up to do other things.
Before winter, Li Dajiang came to deliver duck feathers twice more. Jiang Miao learned about the Zhou family from him. When she heard that Zhao Yuan's true identity was exposed in public, the attitude of the Zhou family changed drastically. The Shen family was very happy, and Mrs. Zhang was happy. Shen Erlang was also asked to buy a few kilograms of meat to celebrate.
"God is really wise. That family was so blind that they mistook the fish eyes for pearls and almost killed Yingxue. Now they must be punished!"
"Who says it's not the case? I don't even know if the seed in my concubine's belly is his."
Mrs. Xu looked gloating. The old Shen family was the most protective of their shortcomings. Mrs. Xu also regretted that she missed the fight with the Zhou family because of confinement. Now that she saw their fate, Mrs. Xu felt happy.
Shen Yingxue's mood was complicated. She knew best how much Zhou's mother and Zhou Shui'an doted on Zhao Yuan, which made her jealous, but no one expected that Zhao Yuan was such a person.
The more she knew that she was unbearable, the more Shen Yingxue felt that she was worthless when she was sad before. It turned out that it was not that she was bad, but that Zhou Shui'an didn't understand people well. The emotions that had been lingering in her heart dispersed, and Shen Yingxue let out a sigh of depression. He was angry and his brows relaxed.
"I don't care about those nasty things in his family, as long as he doesn't bother us again."
Mrs. Zhang didn't want to mention it again after she had finished her addiction. There was no good person in that family, so it was best to get away, so as not to lead the family members to evil.
The life of the Shen family went by step by step. Jiang Miao collected two large bundles of duck down and started making down jackets. Because she had to consider the tightness and was afraid that ordinary fabrics would show hair, Jiang Miao spent a lot of money to pull two pieces of satin, one black and one cyan. Both colors are very stain-resistant.
Shen Yanqing likes to wear white clothes on weekdays. Jiang Miao has never seen him wearing black. Looking at the fabric in his hand, Jiang Miao was also curious about the upper body effect.
The style made by Jiang Miao is more like the Hufu of the Tang Dynasty. The body is compact and the sleeves are thin and narrow. It is completely different from the popular layered clothes with wide sleeves. Wearing them will make you energetic and make it easier to read and write.
Jiang Miao also embroidered dark patterns on the collar and cuffs of the dress with gold thread, and paired it with a belt of the same style to complete the look.
Mrs. Zhang touched the ready-made clothes and praised them, "Miaoya's hands are so skillful. This dress is beautiful and luxurious. It can be used as a family heirloom."
What she said was so exaggerated that Jiang Miao couldn't help laughing.
"Clothes are valuable only when you wear them. My husband has a noble temperament, so he can wear them well."
"What's this called... Beauty is in the eye of the beholder," Mrs. Zhang joked. Jiang Miao's cheeks were slightly red, making the pearls on her earlobes look as white as jade.
"My husband never forgot to buy me jewelry when he arrived in the capital. Isn't it right for me to make him some clothes?"
She lowered her head, and the sweetness in her heart surged. Mrs. Zhang knew that she was thin-skinned and did not continue talking.
The New Year will be celebrated in more than half a month, and Shen Yanqing will also be on annual leave. This is the last time Jiang Miao will send anything. Because the weather is cold and things can’t be put away easily, Jiang Miao made some more snacks, including some for her. A New Year's gift prepared by the client, a cheesecake made with cream.
In Beijing, Shen Yanqing got the package from Xu Ziwen. He was originally curious about why the package was so heavy. When he opened it and saw the clothes and food inside, Shen Yanqing's chest felt hot.
Liu Wenxuan, who was on the bed next door, glanced at him. He knew that Shen Yanqing's family often sent him packages, usually various snacks.
Because of Xu Ziwen's publicity, many students in the academy had bought it from the Shen family. Some people wanted to give it to him to try, but Liu Wenxuan dismissed it. He had never eaten any snacks before, so he didn't hesitate to try this made of mud legs.
But when he saw the clothes in Shen Yanqing's hands, Liu Wenxuan's eyes paused. The clothes were simple yet luxurious. They looked like cotton clothes but were light and airy. Liu Wenxuan was curious and couldn't help but ask.
"What material is this dress made of and where did you buy it?"
"My wife made it with her own hands," Shen Yanqing's tone was a bit showy unconsciously. The word "hands" was still emphasized. Liu Wenxuan didn't expect to be fed a mouthful of dog food, but thinking that Shen Yanqing's wife was probably a villager. Girl, his eyes turned to contempt again.
"Tsk, I'm so stupid to think that you country bumpkins can do anything good..." As he said that, he turned his head and stopped looking here.
Shen Yanqing's lowered eyes were slightly cold, and a fire arose in his heart. Liu Wenxuan's slander of Jiang Miao touched the back of his heart. He pursed his lips and his eyes became colder.
Shen Yanqing calmed down the anger in her heart, put on new clothes, picked up snacks and went out.
The black robe made him even more handsome, like the finest jade, and like a sharp sword unsheathed, making him stand out among the crowd.
Liu Ruyan stood on the street, looking at Shen Yanqing passing in front of her, and she was so fascinated.
"Madam?" The maid Xiu'er called her softly. Liu Ruyan came back to her senses. She frowned slightly and looked at Xiu'er with a rather impatient look.
"Madam, Madam Jiang has arrived, let's get there quickly..."
Xiu'er said timidly under Liu Ruyan's eyes. Her wife had a moody temper. If she hadn't been delayed for a long time on the road, she would not have dared to urge her.
"Um."
Shen Yanqing sent the snacks to the Wei Mansion, chatted with Mr. Wei about some academic issues and then left. As soon as he left, Mr. Wei had someone deliver the snacks to the eldest princess's mansion.
In the eldest princess's house, Nanny Qi massaged the eldest princess's temples. Her technique was experienced and she had been specially trained by the imperial eunuch in the palace. The eldest princess liked to let her massage her temples when she had a headache.
"Master, please don't get angry with the Prince Consort. It's all instigated by the bitch in the mansion. I don't want to think about what qualifications a daughter from a concubine has to bear your name..."
Nanny Qi got angry when she thought of the concubine's words. She was already sad when the princess lost her master, so he just ignored her and ignored her. She also listened to the concubine's words all day long to embarrass the master. Now she even let the concubine be recorded in the master's name. I dare to make requests.
"Okay, I know very well that no one can replace Rong Ning's position!" The eldest princess said with a hint of sarcasm on her lips. She had seen through Jiang Zhe five years ago.
Aunt Qi knew that she had her own opinion, so she didn't continue. She pressed the button for a while, and the eldest princess's headache was relieved. She waved her hand and asked Aunt Qi to step back. The little maid behind her came in with tea and snacks to serve the eldest princess. .
"Did the Wei Mansion send new snacks again?"
She looked at the brown and soft cake on the plate and smiled. Now only snacks can make her feel better.
"Yes, Master, people in the Wei Mansion say this is called cake. It is made of eggs and milk. It is sweet and soft, melts in your mouth, and does not taste greasy at all."
"Well, let me try it." The eldest princess dug out a small piece with a spoon and put it into her mouth. It was indeed sweet and soft, with a milky fragrance.
"Well, not bad, it's like eating smooth custard. The name cake is a good one."
She ate most of it in one go. Aunt Qi was very happy and liked the cake even more. She didn't know who the lady who made the cake was. Her craftsmanship was so skillful. She had been following the eldest princess for half her life and had never seen anything like this.
