The person who is the master and lady, in this small building, does not need to care much about his identity. The person who is the slave and the boy must be very vigilant. If there is even the slightest bit of arrogance,
If the more powerful lady of the pavilion finds out, the consequences may be disastrous.
"What's wrong?" The oiran raised her eyes and tapped her fingertips lightly on the table. Seeing that Mr. Sheng was silent, her eyes were wandering and thoughtful, and she just thought she was distracted.
The smile on Qiu Xiao's lips hadn't faded yet. She forced her eyes open and glanced back. She saw the oiran's hands were dyed with bright red kodan. Leng Meiren's hands were long and thin, with rounded nails. Only the edges were dotted with thickly colored phoenix flowers.
The flower juice spreads out one stroke at a time, gradually becoming light and micro-powder, and even transparent, just like the large blooming flowers floating on the water in summer.
Just now, it was these hands, with a rare kind warmth, that pulled her to sit warmly by the fire; it was also these hands that trimmed her hair and eased the decoration. She suddenly remembered that due to the illness, her hands were too pale, and the oiran could not
Xikodan is dazzling and abrupt, and the method of blending it was my own idea.
Needless to say to others in Lengxiang Pavilion, the master of Moshan Pavilion has strict rules, but he is definitely not bad-hearted. Sheng Qiuxiao only respects her fortitude in raising a young daughter as a widow, and is grateful for her kindness in providing food and clothing.
As for the obedience of brothel girls to their madams, there is really not much.
After years of forbearance, all she wanted was to take care of herself, and all she did was assess the situation.
Only when she met the courtean Mo Shang, who was known for her pampering, did she have a sincere desire to make friends.
She is sharp-tongued, pretentious and fickle, and can hardly be said to have a good face towards anyone. This woman is probably the most unlikeable oiran in the world, right? Sheng Qiu Xiao's little belly is the same as everyone else's, and she never
Not shying away from saying it in front of the other party, the cold beauty was not annoyed, but was very pleased with it. Her pretty face was trembling with smiles, and she even said who knew she could be reincarnated, and she was born in the wife's belly impartially.
"Sister, I naturally understand your kindness. But since I am determined to stay here peacefully and live a good life, face is nothing."
Sheng Qiuxiao didn't stop, took a chopstick of stuffed tofu on her plate, raised her eyes and smiled at the oiran. Shen Yuan knew what she meant, relaxed slightly, lowered his head to eat the perilla porridge, and said vaguely, "
"Hmm" said.
"No matter how tough I say, my heart is bitter. Remember that I love sweets, so I should use more of them myself." The oiran put down the porridge bowl, replaced it with a new pair of chopsticks, took a freshly peeled red pomelo, and handed it over in half.
To Qiu Xiao, "If the bitterness in my heart goes away for a while, at least it will make my mouth sweeter."
The soup of Yong Tofu is thick and rich, and it is suitable to eat some sweet fruits. Qiu Xiao swallowed it, and the smile on her face relaxed a lot: "You are right. No matter what happens to him in the future, I only need to know that tonight
With my sister protecting me, I can still feel safe."
The corners of Shen Yuan's lips twitched, and an uncontrollable breath escaped. He was obviously holding back his smile and keeping his seriousness. She had been waiting for Sheng for a long time, and she had already felt hungry. Finally, she heard Qiu Xiao say something that was pleasant to her ears,
You can relax for the time being and accept Yin Huai'an's good intentions.
"It's good to know. I've got my safety, but it doesn't make me feel better. I'm already hungry, and I still have to accompany you to talk so much nonsense." The oiran was teasing, and when talking to Mr. Sheng, he also had a pair of charming eyes.
"If you have wine today, you will get drunk today. Eat quickly."
The unfolded mutton slices were rolled up with vegetables and tremblingly dipped into the dish. The oil and dipping sauce blended together, making people more and more hungry. Even if Sheng Qiuxiao didn't listen to the words of the oiran, she still couldn't resist the temptation of the late-night mutton pot. Let's not give up. Think about the mess of the Sheng family, and take advantage of the autumn breeze of this cold beauty to taste the rare mountain meat.
Just as Manager Fang Er said, the wild animals in the mountains are free and the meat is delicious and firm, with just the right amount of fat and thin. The Qiu Xiao style dish is thin, spicy and slightly sweet, fragrant but not greasy, fresh but not salty. It tastes even better when paired with two. It was performed to the fullest.
Sheng Qiuxiao didn't use much, only a few chopsticks, and spoke with regret that he had a strong liver fire, and his body heat was not replenished, so he couldn't enjoy these good things: "I am also unlucky. I have never paid attention to food and clothing since I was a child. I am also sick of wealth."
Shen Yuan wanted to laugh even more: "Don't you know this very well? Qianer insisted on eating the longan. Is the food sent by Guixingzhai really so delicious?"
Qiu Xiao said: "Sister also loves to eat Guixingzhai's snacks, but she turns against me. I've already sent them. If I don't show off, wouldn't it be..."
She paused, looked away and looked at the steaming mist, then slowly said, "Are you wondering what's going on?"
Sheng Qiuxiao's voice was calm and calm, and only someone like Leng Xiang, who was used to being sharp and sharp, could hear the deep self-deprecation in it.
Shen Yuan knew the reason. Sheng Qiu Xiao lived up to the expectations of the lady of the pavilion. Once she performed her art at the hairpin, she was very popular among the prostitutes. Once the sign was put up, it would be taken down early every day. The strange thing is that Mo Mo Zhang Yuan has not seriously promoted her as his first wife so far. I wonder if it is because of Guan Ying's affairs, but the pavilion master still has lingering fears.
However, the lack of a false reputation does not hinder Miss Sheng's prosperity. There is an endless stream of benefactors who come here to meet her, and there is no shortage of charm and tenderness in Qiu Xiao's room - Shen Yuan is a married woman who has not yet left the court, and will not I went to spy on this matter, but the wind in the building was so strong that I couldn't hear anything at all. It was really impossible.
There are many people who send silks, silks, and precious jewels, and those who send cakes and snacks are naturally unique. Guixingzhai is a time-honored brand in the city. It is rare for someone to be ingenious, spend money, and ask the shopkeeper to send fresh ones every day. I have collected all the Xiaozhao orders in the mid-autumn period. I never say shirk, nor do I dislike the lack of courtesy.
"The madam helped you out. You should know her intentions and don't be too accommodating to those outside." The more the oiran thought about it, the more an emotion that couldn't be called happy emerged in her heart. She frowned slightly, "How often have you seen me pretend to flatter you and deliberately cater to you? This is not Huanxi Hutong after all. There is no need to demean myself, but it makes people look down on me."
Similar words were said to her two maids when she was proud of Guanying. The orphaned girl and her widowed mother left their hometown and went to Beijing for several years. Lengxiang Pavilion has been able to maintain half of the respectability so far, just by insisting on being reserved. For fear of losing their favor. They usually pounce on them, obey them, act coquettishly, and act like a fool. Anyone who sees them will feel contemptuous, and then conclude that this is also a dirty place.
Guanying really wants to die, and no one can stop her or save her. Sheng Qiuxiao is different. She is a person who knows how to cherish face, but there are signs that something is wrong. Shen Yuan really didn't expect it.
Shen Yuan raised his head and looked up after saying something indifferently. Sheng Qiuxiao's eyes were actually red. This chapter has been completed!