Mrs. Wen squinted her eyes slightly, as if she was stimulated by the early autumn sunshine, but she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.
She is the birthday girl today, at least on the surface, so she is dressed extra grandly and delicately, and her face is carefully smoothed, making her look younger than usual.
Moreover, the old lady of the Wen family also said that since she was congratulating her on her birthday, she didn't have to worry about anything today. Only her two sisters-in-law were in charge and she could just enjoy it in peace, so she had time to come over and watch the fun.
"Madam, that girl from the Qiao family was punished by Princess Jiahe to kneel down. I don't know which sentence offended Shang Yan. Princess Jiahe was merciless at all. Everyone was watching. This time it was really embarrassing.
Already."
The speaker was the old woman who was following Mrs. Wen. She had been with her master for many years, so how could she not know what was going on in her master's heart, so the smile on her face looked particularly flattering and proud.
Although Mrs. Wen smiled implicitly, she was obviously in a good mood.
There was just a bit of sternness in his smile, "She deserves this. A good brother of mine actually instigated her to do something bad. If I let her go, I would have wasted so many years of good methods!"
The mother-in-law particularly agreed, "This is called bringing the blame upon oneself. Now in the circle of noble ladies, she is completely shameless. Everyone knows that she is the one who wants to steal her sister's husband. I'm afraid no one will dare to want her in the future, and her life will be better."
It’s still growing! You may regret it in the future.”
Mrs. Wen narrowed her eyes again, "If it weren't for the fact that the two families are now relatives, I would have made her wish she was dead."
After saying that, he held the mother-in-law's hand with a smile and turned around, "Now that I know she is not well, I feel relieved and let's go! I can't be out too long without making people suspicious."
As she said this, she suddenly remembered two things, "Those who send messages should be careful, don't let others find out that it was me who released the message."
"Madam, don't worry. It turns out that a few girls from aristocratic families accidentally overheard the gossip of two women doing housework. Where can we find those two women in our house?
Those girls had a bad relationship with her, so when they heard such news, they naturally spread it out in unison. This is also due to her poor popularity. "
Mrs. Wen relaxed after hearing what she said was perfect, and said again: "Silang is dead to me, don't call him out, that vixen is the most capable of finding opportunities, and he can find people around him.
Don’t ask her to get involved with my Shiro again.”
As he was giving instructions, he saw two official ladies coming towards them, and they quickly went up to greet them with smiles and smiles.
Qiao Yuyan guessed that the rumors about Qiao Yuning must be deliberately done by someone, but she never thought that it would be Mrs. Wen.
She originally thought it was Wen Tingyuan, but when she thought about it, this was not Wen Tingyuan's character. He was a grown man and would not use such feminine methods.
After guessing and guessing, there was no result, but I felt a little hungry. It was still half an hour before I left the table. I was afraid of trouble and only ate some fruit. I was really not very hungry.
Just when she was thinking about whether to find something to eat, a maid who seemed kind to her brought a food box over and placed it on the stone table between her and Song Yuwei, "This is a snack from the south.
Give it a try, girl."
Qiao Yuyan didn't feel anything, but Song Yuwei pursed her lips and smiled.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that they were all her favorites, Qiao Yuyan fell into his trap and was about to ask her to eat them together. When he saw her smiling, he couldn't help but wonder.
"Before, I was thinking that you and the sixth master of the Wen family have never met twice, and I didn't know if you could get along with each other. But now it seems that I am worrying too much."
Qiao Yuyan followed her gaze and found that everyone's tables around them were filled with the usual Beijing-style snacks. Her table was different, so he knew what her words were referring to and couldn't help but blush slightly.
"Master Liu said, just sit with Miss Song and don't be anxious."
The maid suddenly said something like this without any clue, which made Qiao Yuyan stunned. What should she be worried about?
When she raised her eyes, she saw the maid winking at her, and she immediately understood.
I was afraid that something was going to happen. This maid was indeed sent here by Wen Tingyuan, and he told her not to get involved casually.
Song Yuwei was also a little confused and said with a smile: "Your father treats Miss Qiao too much as a child. Is it possible that he really wants to make a fuss because he is hungry?"
This joke made the maid blush, and then she apologized, "It's because I can't speak. I mean there are so many people here today, so I'm afraid that the girl might go the wrong way."
The maid spoke in a soft and thin voice, which made people feel comfortable. But when these words fell into Qiao Yuyan's ears, they were clearly a reminder that someone was really causing trouble.
Sure enough, at such a banquet, restless people will not be content.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on Qiao Yuning, who was still kneeling in the pavilion over there. Could it be her?
The incense sticks in the pavilion had gone to the bottom, and Qiao Yuning's knees felt like they were about to give out. Even though she was punished to kneel in the ancestral hall before, there was a futon there. What's more, she didn't really kneel properly, she basically just sat on it.
Take your time there.
This was the first time since she was born that she had to kneel down for real. When she was about to get up, she felt a heart-wrenching pain in her knees that penetrated deep into her bones, and her legs were almost unsteady.
Poor Chenxing didn't dare to delay at all. Even if his knees hurt again, he had to come over to help Qiao Yuning first.
The maid on the side was still fuming, "Miss Qiao is indeed a eldest lady, and she has knelt down like this in such a short time. She is so pitiful and makes people feel bad."
It actually meant that Qiao Yuning was pretending, but Qiao Yuning couldn't be angry anymore, so she just pretended not to hear, and let Chenxing help herself to a chair aside, massaging her knees to relieve the pain.
Fortunately, the palace maid didn't make it too difficult. After making fun of her, she went back to resume her duties.
A little maid passed by the palace maid and entered the pavilion with a look of embarrassment on her face.
Qiao Yuning didn't notice, but Chenxing's expression changed, "Why are you here?"
As soon as she made a sound, Qiao Yuning realized that the person she had asked to deliver the letter was the one who came over. She immediately became nervous and looked around quickly.
Fortunately, everyone else had seen enough of the bustle at this time, so no one paid any attention. Moreover, the little maid only pretended to be here to pick flowers and did not talk to them openly.
"I'm really sorry, miss. Our Fourth Young Master's servant is really hard to get by. I'll return this bag of silver to you, and I'll leave first."
As she spoke, she quickly pinched two flowers, turned around and left. Next to the beauty she had just leaned against was clearly the purse that had just been given to her.
Just now she had been worried that Wen Liang would be embarrassed if the letter was sent, but now that she knew the letter had not been sent, Qiao Yuning became depressed again.
But it only took a moment. She stood up immediately, but did not dare to face the little maid. She only looked into the distance and asked anxiously: "Where is the letter?"