Concubine Raiders Chapter 401: New Year (Chinese)

Chapter 401 New Year (Middle)

The embroidered ridge stood beside the curtain, and the heartbroken cry of Qiao Lianfang was clearly audible.

She darkened her eyes, and Xu Lingyi's gentle and severe voice sounded in her ears.

"...Men pay attention to the three principles and five permanence, women pay attention to the three obediences and four virtues. When you go to Dajue Temple, you should have some feelings about what you see, hear, and meet. I will not mention the past. Taking you back for the New Year this time is the meaning of Madam. I only hope that you can learn from Madam’s character, and reflect on yourself from time to time. Know what you can do? What can’t be done? So that Bai Gaotang will be scared for you, day and night... …"

Xiutong sighed softly, hesitated for a moment, and still entered.

Qiao Lianfang is lying on the kang table, and the blue and white tea cup with the shepherd boy's flute with a yellow background and blue border is still steaming hot.

"Miss" Embroidery came forward lightly.

Qiao Lianfang looked up, her delicate makeup disappeared.

She looked at this maid who was always standing next to her, and her tears fell even more anxiously.

"What he said is right. The skin of the body is affected by the parents. I am like this, it is unfaithful and unfilial..."

Seeing that she was sluggish and depressed, Xiu Tong hurriedly called the little maid to fetch water, and then took out her veil to help her wipe the tears, and comforted her with a heart: "Master Hou is angry, what he said is you Don’t take it to heart. After some time, Master Hou’s anger disappears and you will know who the lady is."

Qiao Lianfang shook her head lightly, her eyes showing a little dazed.

"I remember when I was a child, my uncle said that my family was a dead-end family, and he took back all the inheritance that was allocated to my father. Although it was in public, I wanted to eat well and dress decently, which was far from enough. My mother was afraid of me. I was ridiculed by my cousins ​​for not dressing well, and there was no extra money to ask the sewing master to make clothes. He often covered the window lattices with quilts at night and turned on the lights to make clothes for me. When I woke up in the middle of the night, my mother smiled and coaxed me. Go to sleep. I still remember that under the light, my mother's eyes were gentle like spring breeze, and her heart was warm..." She recalled, with a faint smile on her face. "In summer, there are ice cubes in other people's houses to cool off the heat, but ours does not. I am ignorant and clamoring for heat. My mother will fan me all night and all night..."

The little maid brought in hot water. Xiuyong cleans her hands and face, and she fiddles with Xiuyong like a puppet.

"...Once, my sister in the lobby came back, and my aunt took out the peach cake gift from the palace to entertain her. I secretly took a piece of it and hid it in my sleeve when everyone was not paying attention, but the fourth cousin was in front of her The mother-in-law of the sister’s house in the lobby told the eldest mother. The eldest mother was very angry and asked the mother-in-law to carry me all the way to my mother. I was half scared. The mother pushed the mother-in-law away and hugged me in her arms. The mother who didn’t argue with the eldest mother quarreled with the eldest mother for me that time, until the eldest mother beat the mother-in-law with me by 20 times."

Xiu Tong listened to tears in her eyelashes.

"Miss" she helped Qiaolian sit on the side of the bed and waited for her to rest.

Qiao Lianfang lay down quietly.

"Xiuluo," her voice was as soft as a breeze, "You said, is this the evil barrier called by the Buddhists." She turned her head, looking straight at Xiuluo, "I was originally Okay, but when my aunt said, I don’t know whose daughter would be lucky enough to marry Yongpinghou as a continuation room. At a very young age, at least she can get a third-grade fate. I thought at the time that none of the sisters had any. With such a blessing, with a move in my heart, a path is reached..." The corners of her eyes flickered, "...again, it is a hundred years old"

"Miss" Xiu Tong couldn't help it anymore and leaned on the bedside and started crying, "It's all madam, she's carrying his wife on her back to encourage you..."

"Encourage" Qiao Lianfang smiled slightly. But the smile was misty like a mirage, "I am confused, how can I blame others for instigating...I forgot the hardworking mother, forgot everyone's role as a woman, just thinking about the dream of wealth. How can I blame others"

"At that time, although I was jealous of the sisters who dressed better than me, but I lived with my mother, but my heart was peaceful and at ease." She closed her eyes and was immersed in her memories, "Summer, when the * in front of the house is in full bloom, My mother will take out the book left by my father to bask in the sun. I still remember that camphor wood incense and jasmine incense are mixed together, profound and light, making people calm their hearts..."

She babbled, and finally fell asleep.

Xiu Lin wiped the corners of his eyes and crept out of the inner room. Zhurui, who was holding the snack head-on and happily, touched directly.

"Hey" she wondered, "Why is my sister standing here?" She tiptoed and looked towards the curtain of the door, as if like this, we could see the scene inside the curtain, "Am I late? The mother on the blame stove has been looking for sweet-scented osmanthus ointment for a long time, otherwise, this snack would have been prepared."

"No need." Xiuyi said weakly, "Take this snack back and share it with the little maids." Then he told the little maids on the side, "Send my bedclothes. I'll be on the night tonight."

Seeing that the scene is wrong, Zhurui's expression changed, and she hurriedly pulled Xiuyu's sleeves: "What happened? Could it be that Lord Hou..."

The embroidery has a slight jaw.

She knew that today was the day when Qiao Lian stayed in bed, so she specially helped her tie a charming pony bun, and changed her little pink jacket to make her look more delicate. Who knows that Lord Hou just sat here for half a cup of tea and then left, and he also said a lot of admonitions in a long way. Thinking of the previous situation, and then of what Qiao Lianfang said just now, she had a faint feeling in her heart. She felt that her lady and Lord Hou, like two people running in opposite directions, are going farther and farther...

"Master Hou, go back to the main house" she whispered.

There is helplessness and frustration that cannot be concealed in the voice

"How could this be?" Zhu Rui was stunned.

Hou Ye feels that the lady is squeamish and self-willed, not as generous and honest as her. Let the lady learn more with her...

Such words can’t be said for Xiuyu, only a wry smile said to Zhurui: "Go and rest."

"What, what can I do?" Zhurui was anxious to hear her, "Madam is younger than our young lady, and like a flower, watching it grow day by day...and Aunt Yang It’s a newcomer to the mansion, she looks delicate and charming, she is also exquisite and long-sleeved dancing. Not only does she make her happy, but Aunt Wen and Aunt Qin also talked and laughed with her..." He said, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up, and he pulled the embroidery to the side to discuss, "Or, think of a way to send a letter to Chengguo Gongfu? Hou Ye does not look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha..."

"Don't mess up." Xiutong immediately interrupted Zhurui's words, "Since the young lady had a miscarriage, Mrs. Qiao came to Xu's house as a guest and never asked her. How could she offend her for the young lady? "

Zurui is speechless.

"That's fine." Xiu Ling looked at the polished bluestone bricks under her feet like a mirror, "Being low and low, the lady is not as good as Aunt Qin; looking at the beauty, the lady is not as good as Aunt Wen; she looks good, miss Not as good as Aunt Yang... to live in such a quiet life, at least not to be sent to a place like Dajue Temple"

Xu Lingyi walked in shaking his sable cloak.

"It's snowing outside, it's white, Yuyu Qionglou, you should really go out and have a look"

When snow meets the heat in the house, it turns into water drops and drips onto the bluestone bricks.

"Oh" Eleven Niang got up and took the sable cloak in his hand, with a gentle and generous smile on her face, "It's okay to come back from Niang. Why is it snowing after such a while?"

Xu Lingyi saw her with her head covered, and gently helped her close her head. There was a faint fragrance of rose lingering on the tip of her nose: "It's such a cold day, I'm washing my hair again."

Eleven Niang smiled and gave the cloak to the little maid, and ordered the maid to fetch water to serve Xu Lingyi to freshen up: "I wash my hair and feel more comfortable."

After washing my hair, the quilt smells like rose dew.

Xu Lingyi smiled, looking at her with bright eyes, but gently twisting her hands on her round and white earlobes before turning and entering the clean room.

Eleven Niang's face turned red like sunset.

Amber looked busy and lowered his eyes and retreated.

"Sister Humber, you scared me to death" Wan Daxian's young sister Sixi hurried forward to greet her.

She was left in the house of the eleven mother, serving Amber.

Amber breathed a sigh of relief, only now did she feel that her forehead was wet.

It's a fairy-like beauty like Wu Yiniang, who only had good days in those few years. She was just afraid that the lady would betray such a good time and end up in emptiness under her knees...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help frowning.

What the **** is madam thinking?

Auntie Wen sat up suddenly.

"Really" there is unconcealable excitement in her expression, "Master Hou went back to the main room."

Qiu Hong nodded, feeling that Aunt Wen was completely different from her calm and calm attitude towards these things in the past.

Is it helpless for my aunt to say "I am not the same person as Lord Hou"?

She couldn't help but reveal some doubts in her eyes.

The eyes were bright as a lamp, which made Aunt Wen a little uncomfortable.

She couldn't help muttering: "I didn't mean anything else... I didn't do anything wrong, just because it didn't suit his wishes, I was regarded as heinous. After so many years, I was reluctant... that Qiaolian Fang didn’t save Lord Hou’s heir at first, and then confronted his wife, but he turned around and forgot... It’s also a concubine’s room. Why does it look like this to me and to others...” She said, she long The earth breathed a sigh of relief, and a triumphant smile appeared on his face, "At least everyone is the same, and my heart is at peace."

Qiu Hong was stunned.

Aunt Wen waved her hand: "Sleep, sleep"

Sure enough, I fell asleep happily.

Auntie Qin covered her face and laughed~IndoMTL.com~ The dull laughter, sometimes high and sometimes low, sounded like an owl's call in people's ears, which shocked Twilight.

She couldn't help but yelled "Auntie" in confusion.

It took a long time for Aunt Qin to stop smiling.

"It's okay, it's okay, go to sleep"

Tuier saw joy deep in her eyes and knew she was really happy, so she bowed her knees and retired with a confused face.

Aunt Qin immediately jumped up and rushed into the Nuan Pavilion.

"Bodhisattva, you really made my wish come true." She knelt on the tufted puddle in her dress. "Now Lord Hou no longer pity the Qiaolian room. Later..." The muttering whisper disappeared. The Buddha smoke curled up.

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