The little maid was so cold that she didn't know what she had done wrong. She pursed her lips and stood there at a loss. Her eyes wandered among the other people, trying to find someone who could help her out.
Qiu Xiao's abnormal behavior made Shen Yuan very puzzled. However, he knew without going into details that he just didn't want to see those people, so the delay was temporary. After thinking about it for a while, the oiran waved his hand and sent Feiyue and Shuiyun to exit first. He stood up and personally pulled Qiu Xiao to him.
"It's a good thing to be able to go out, why are you lingering?"
The oiran asked knowingly, but Sheng Qiu Xiao was unwilling to explain the situation properly: "I sold my daughter so cruelly at the beginning, and there has been no word or greeting for many years. Now I am doing something like blood is thicker than water. You want me to meet you happily, and then So what?"
Qiu Xiao held the handkerchief tightly and stared at Shen Yuan intently. Her pair of sambar-cut eyes were bright and revealed unprecedented toughness: "Young lady is the most crystal heart, knowledgeable and clear. Just tell me, wait." When I go, what will the screwdriver say and do?"
Shen Yuan was silent, and after a while he turned to the side of his face and sighed, firmly pressing Qiu Xiao to sit down, and then glanced at Feiyun. The latter understood, and asked Xiaoju to take out a grate from the small cloth pocket that he carried with him, and took it over and handed it to her. In the hands of the little pavilion master.
The texture of ox bone is smooth, and it has a natural touch that is hard to express in words compared to bamboo grate. Shen Yuan had seen it on Qiu Xiao's bun before. It was a small and exquisite handful, inlaid with countless coral beads as thin as corn, forming a lifelike red peony. flowers.
It was a very precious object. The girl from the Rao Shen family was used to seeing gold, stone, and wealth, so she also begged for it and observed it carefully. Sheng Qiuxiao didn't care at all, and only said that it was a gift from a guest who competed for her on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day.
"Don't be stupid. I can't guess what others will say or do." Shen Yuan did not remove Qiu Xiao's bun, but directly followed the direction of the shiny black hair, with the teeth against the scalp, and gently combed it. The last few said: "It is said that long hair can calm the mind. I will press it for you, and then ask Xiaoju to smooth your face. Since I am here to find you, I might as well go and see you first."
Qiu Xiao sat quietly, suddenly turned sideways, grasped the oiran's wrist, and said clearly: "I know you are doing it for my own good, you are kind to me, and I will listen to you."
Shen Yuan smiled, patted the palm of her hand, placed the peony comb in Qiu Xiao's bun, and gently scratched the tip of her nose: "You are the most cheerful person, there is no need for me to persuade you. Just go ahead and everything will be fine." The lady makes the decision."
Fei Yue outside the door had already comforted Shui Yun. Sheng Qiu Xiao tidied her clothes and face, and followed the little maid to the front stairs. Xiao Ju followed. Shen Yuan did not allow Cai Yun to slack off, drank half a cup of tea, drove away the sleepiness, and continued in person. Watch her practice so that you can think carefully about what you just did.
The incident happened suddenly, and even if Shen Yuan wanted to take care of Qiu Xiao, he had no time to intervene.
She is not only Shen Yuan, but also Mo Zhangyan, the young master of Lengxiang Pavilion. The last thing she should do is let her emotions go in vain and sigh for the misfortunes of the romantic women. In this world, all women want is to spend their whole lives. Peace, tranquility, peace and harmony, but just the words "family fortunes are in decline" are enough to overwhelm too many blood and family ties, whether they are deep or shallow.
The oiran suddenly remembered that just a few months ago, the famous wealthy businessman, the Wen family in the north of the city, also sold his biological daughter, Miss Mei, to Ya Po. Mo Yuanyuan also told her in private that Liu Ya Po had lost money this time. After failing to sell the business several times, he decided to come here and send Miss Wen to Lengxiang.
The lady of the pavilion did not agree, so Shen Yuan naturally had no way of knowing what happened to Miss Mei. She knew very little about the young lady. She only heard that when she was born, the plum blossoms were so fragrant that the whole street was filled with fragrance, so she was named like this. Son.
The Wen family has been doing business for generations and has not produced many scholars. However, after generations of family tradition, we have never heard of valuing children over daughters. Miss Mei is a concubine, but she is also an only daughter. She has suffered a lot since she was a child. She loves and pampers her so much that her temperament and personality may sound like a strong one, but to put it more bluntly, she doesn't know the etiquette.
Shen Yuan was not interested in what exactly happened and had never seen it with his own eyes. There were many people in the building and there were many discussions. Over time, she heard it a few times.
I think the boudoir daughter's family is delicate and reserved, and the last thing she should do is become a topic of conversation for others. It will really damage the family's reputation. I really don't know what Miss Wenmei did to gain such a reputation.
The concubine was not allowed to serve the concubine's mother, and the concubine's upbringing was immoral. It was probably the father and brother's fault for overindulging the girl. Thinking about it, the oiran couldn't help but burst out laughing - the master of the Wen family seemed to be named Wen Shi, and he was also a man. This kind-hearted family did not know what kind of changes happened to them, and they gave up such a jewel in their eyes.
Looking from Caiyun's point of view, the oiran lady is sitting sideways, Qingjun's face is reflected by the firelight, adding a touch of beauty and beauty, her temples are slightly loosened, and a few strands of hair naturally hang down with her lazy body. There is nothing to say no. Out of style.
The beauty seemed to have thought of something funny. Her clear eyes were shining like two fine black agate beads, with a naughty smile. A pair of small dimples appeared at the corners of her lips, and her lips were alluringly pale. Scarlet red. She just sat quietly, not speaking, and her whole body was enveloped in a gentle aura like the soft haze of morning and evening, like the afterglow of the sunset coated with a layer of flowing red and gold.
Caiyun was dumbfounded and wondered in her heart, no wonder she was the courtesan. Beautiful women appear in endlessly in this world, and Jiao'e, who is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, is not something that exists in the sky, but she is such a cold and arrogant daughter with the best appearance. He was never willing to do anything to please him, and he quietly captured the hearts of countless men.
"You can go back now, what are you thinking about?"
The oiran's personal maid reminded her softly, and Caiyun woke up from a dream. She respectfully retreated to the door, bent down and lowered her eyebrows to see Leng Meiren's master and servant leave. Shen Yuan didn't even look at her, having other plans in mind.
It was still bright outside, and it was obvious that the day had ended early, and there were suddenly a few people missing. Shen Yuan felt bored after staying there for a while, so Caiyun was willing to let her take a rest for the whole day, which was a small matter that was understandable.
When I returned, I passed by the back garden far away. The greenhouse there was still very desirable. The two maids also persuaded me that if the girl really liked it, they would send someone to move it immediately and it would be put in place tomorrow; or they could pack their important belongings. What's more, it's okay to stay with him and serve him first, and then move around a little bit later.
"That's it, we've come this far, let's go back to the house first." He turned back to the front without stopping. Shen Yuan led the maid back to the building through the back door without saying anything.
After walking a few steps up the stairs, both the master and the servant heard a fierce quarrel coming from somewhere on the second floor. The sharp female voice was mixed with the sound of men talking, breaking people's eardrums like gongs and drums. This chapter has been completed!