It was early winter again. Outside the green eaves and red windows of the Hou Mansion, fog and snow were flying.
In the east wing of Baihua Hall.
Mrs. Hou and Cao Xiwan met again. The wife was holding an official kiln celadon tea cup in her hand, her jade fingers touching the snow, her pink face smiling, but her eyes were cold. She looked at Cao Xiwan as if she had never seen her before.
Cao Xiwan was taking a closer look at several dowry girls. Wenxue had a round face and was charming, and Yunzhu had cold eyes.
The girls all wore newly-cut green and colorful brocade jackets when they got married, which were specially made for the four of them by the mansion. Just by looking at their stance, she knew that these two were ordinary women.
The curtain was lightly opened, footsteps were broken, the aroma of tea cakes entered the nose, and another beautiful girl with a slender face and a colorful coat came in, holding four plates of tea cakes in her hands, which were still smelling white.
The pink-coated girl didn't look at Cao Xiwan, but smiled at Mrs. Hou: "As soon as Mother Chen entered the house, she didn't care about anything else. Seeing Tianshou in the small kitchen, the servant thought that Mother Chen was the most greedy, and in the blink of an eye she screamed
A new kind of hot cake has been steamed in the small kitchen. In the past, my wife did not like to eat it. Send your slave to choose it, and I will try it first."
Cao Xiwan glanced at her and saw that it was Jianghe, the third girl his wife was marrying.
Only the thin willows were missing.
Jianghe's steps are light, the corners of her skirt are swirling like snowflakes, and she speaks eloquently. Her narrow phoenix eyes and appearance are not as cute and eye-catching as Wenxue's round face and big eyes, but not as elegant as Yunzhu's figure, which attracts people's attention.
His eyes lit up. But Jianghe was so natural, he smiled before he said anything, which made people feel good about him.
Jianghe turned back and glanced at Cao Xiwan, secretly thinking that these new cakes were not what his wife liked to eat. Is it because of this girl Cao? I heard that it was the tongfang that Mr. Hou asked his wife to take care of?
Mother Chen was too careful. If she did, she would cause the girls in the house to underestimate Mrs. Hou.
Jianghe is clever and suitable for being a secret agent, but talks too much. Cao Xiwan thought that Sister Huo, who worked at Liu Ruhai's house, should have been like Jianghe when she was young. No matter how she changed, she was not as honest and silent as Sister Hong.
But Jianghe looks like an ordinary woman who has never practiced.
"Madam, is this Sister Cao?"
"If it's not her, then who is it?" Mrs. Hou smiled, opened her mouth to eat a corner of the hot cake fed by the girl, and twisted a piece of fried fruit. It seems that Mrs. Hou likes this Jianghe the most.
Cao Xiwan was sure that no one in this room would suddenly use a knife to deal with her. So she stood obediently and said nothing.
My mind is spinning like a top, why can't I see the thin willow tree?
There is a maid next to Mrs. Hou who has practiced the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld. She still remembers it. In fact, she does not believe the cover-up that Mr. Hou made in the Purple Bamboo Forest at all, but now a new favorite, Xiliu, suddenly appears. Maybe what Mr. Hou said back then was true.
Well, a wealthy lady like Mrs. Hou doesn't practice these things, she's a maid who does it.
Is it possible that the Marquis killed two birds with one stone and fell in love with both the young lady and the girl?
This is too disrespectful to Mrs. Hou.
When she was thinking wildly, Wenxue walked outside the house, came in with a brass basin in both hands, and looked at her again.
She stepped forward to take the basin with a wink, and Wenxue took the pot from her mother-in-law's hand outside and added some hot water.
Cao Xiwan politely brought the copper basin to Mrs. Hou: "Wash your hands, madam."
When she raised her head, Mrs. Hou's eyes were unpredictable. The three dowry girls were all looking at her with a vague look. Only one Yanzhi looked worried. Cao Xiwan could see clearly that the wife not only seemed to hate her very much, but was also defensive.
she.
Why?
She thought in surprise that when she came into the house, she didn't mention Mrs. Hou's dowry Buddha statue.
Why is guarding against her like guarding against a thief?
She didn't plan to steal, she just planned to run her errands well. When Mrs. Hou was happy, she rewarded her with the Buddha statue.
Mrs. Hou's dowry was large, so she must have had a lot of money to dig out.
Lou Shuluan was also nearly thirty years old at this time, with a jade face, peach cheeks, and rich peonies.
She washed her hands, took the towel handed by the girl and wiped her hands. She glanced at the Shiba Zi glass beads on her wrist. Knowing that they were worth a lot, she smiled and said, "The old lady said you have a filial piety. Recently, you have also been dedicated to the elderly."
My wife copied a Buddhist scripture and offered it to me. Is there any benefit from reading the Buddhist scriptures?"
"To my wife, the doctor said it is good for my health."
"oh?"
Lou Shuluan raised her eyes and took a closer look. The rumored Qingluo female ghost had an oval face, supple skin, clear eyes, a pair of eyebrows as green as distant mountains, and a voluptuous figure.
Vixen! Mrs. Hou lowered her eyes and thought. It didn't look like the one the Marquis said she had to be raised due to overwork and a serious illness. Originally, she also knew that she was useless and wanted to call her into the mansion as a remedial nun.
Three times the monthly salary, and a retirement home.
But the Marquis actually spent countless silver taels seeking medical treatment to save this bitch.
Her efforts were in vain.
Cao Xiwan turned around and handed it over with a smile, while Wenxue took the basin.
Mrs. Hou looked at her cautiously. She hardly looked like the Qingluo ghost that Mother Chen had heard about outside. If she were just an ordinary girl from the Hou Mansion, she would not be frivolous and arrogant about her merits. But she also became more and more suspicious in her heart: "Listen,
You said you know martial arts?"
"I don't dare to say yes. I just follow the errands and don't miss the master's business." She lowered her head and said. She thought about Mrs. Hou's temper. Her bad temper seemed to have changed. When they first met, she thought that Mrs. Hou was because of her training.
Not as good as her, jealous of her.
"...So what if you have mastered the Nine Transformations of the Netherworld?" Lou Shuluan looked at the tea in the cup and sneered, thinking, "It's just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water."
"I called you into the house because I heard that you know something about medicine. I need a big girl who knows medicine by my side. Maybe you also know that I am getting married at an older age, so I need to take care of my body and be careful about everything."
"Yes, my wife's body looks healthy. But you should always be careful."
She followed Mrs. Hou's words, but Lou Shuluan sneered: Just pretend, just pretend.
When she didn't ask, she looked like a stupid girl with a dull look, as fast as thunder, and sealed her throat with a sword.
Front house.
The snow is like spring evening, flying like flowers.
Liu Ruhai wore a green brocade coat and a green satin hooded cloak. A circle of warm white fox fur protruded from the collar, which made his straight nose and red lips look like a crown jewel.
These coats and cloak were both gifts from Ping Nanbo.
Still carrying the yellow wooden diagnosis box, he was led by the second manager, Lian Er, into the outer study room of the Hou Mansion.
There is a forest of wintersweet trees outside the corridor, with plum branches slanting horizontally on the windows of the double-layered apartment and jade carvings blooming.
When you open the curtain, you will be greeted by a slight warmth.
A few fresh topaz-folded plums stand in a large celadon vase. Their delicate appearance and delicate fragrance make people feel refreshed.
Song Chengming wore a snow python robe and a first-class waistband with an open-cut jade rhinoceros belt. He turned around with his hands behind his hands, his eyes lit up, and when he saw Liu Ruhai, he was surprised and said: "Are you - Young Master Liu?"
"He is a student." He also handed over his hand, "Master Song. I haven't seen you for many years, and your demeanor is even better than before."
Song Chengming put his hands on his hands and laughed endlessly: "In Uncle Pingnan's house, I heard that it is rare to see a doctor with a good pulse. So I invited him over for advice. I never expected that he was an old friend from back then." After a pause, he ordered again, "Come here.
People, go and call Xiao Wan."
Liu Ruhai was secretly surprised. It turned out that the one who was sick in the Hou Mansion was not Mr. Hou?
But Cao Xiwan?
When he received the message from Marquis Nankang, he didn't notice it at all.
He glanced at Song Chengming calmly. Could it be that Marquis Nankang was also suspicious?
——Her sudden loss of power may be due to corpse toxin syndrome.