Mu Zhirou felt that Mu Qinxiang was so pleasing to the eye for a while, and said what was in her heart, but when the words came to her mouth, they became a sentence of comfort that was not light or heavy, and she couldn't find a trace of error. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Youxuan didn't react, finished eating the pastry, and patted the dregs on her hands, "What's this!" People are the eldest lady of the lineage, how do we compare with others? It's good to be able to get some benefits......" Thinking of the golden ornaments in Mu Yanchun's conservatory, and remembering that she had only got so many pastries, Mu Youxuan felt that Mu Yanchun was really stingy at home, and she must go to Shulan Courtyard to grind one another day.

Mu Qinxiang was so angry by her muddy attitude that she wanted to throw countless words on her head and smash her dizzy, but she really wanted to have a seizure, and she didn't know where to start, so she could only glare at her viciously, flick her sleeves and take the maid to leave.

Mu Zhirou actually looked down on this wall-like sister very much, and when she arrived outside the water hall, she was hypocritical and polite with her, and then took the maid and separated from Mu Youxuan.

Mu Youxuan didn't care about Mu Zhirou's perfunctory attitude, she was thinking about how to get those exquisite ornaments in Mu Yanchun's room, and at the same time thinking about how she could please the ancestors at the plum banquet the day after tomorrow and end up with a little color.

You must know that although she is also a young lady in the Jing'an Hou Mansion, her mother is useless at all, neither like the fox in the second room to please her father, nor like Mu Zhirou and her mother Jiang to please the ancestors, and not like the Tang family is the eldest lady who is married to the Ming Media of the Jing'an Hou Mansion, so there is no need to look at people's faces. But her mother is just a commoner Bai Ding's background, except for a good looks, the rest will not know anything, and when others ask about anything, they will only answer "yes" resignedly, and they won't even say some flattering words.

When she was eight years old, she entered the inner courtyard of the eldest lady for the first time, and the prosperity and luxury inside almost dazzled her, and the enamel and jade were embedded in the screen like ordinary objects, as well as the curtain made of pearls and the lamp made of glass...... Even the maid inside is many times better than her mother's dress. That was the first time she clearly recognized what the gap was.

It was also the first time she experienced what it means to be longing.

Mu Youxuan was thinking about the objects in the eldest lady's room, thinking that if she could get one, how much silver would it be...... She was fantasizing about a better life after she had a large sum of silver, when she heard the whispering of men and women in the water hall, interrupting her train of thought, which made Mu Youxuan feel annoyed.

"I'm still here at this hour, I want to see what they're doing?" Mu Youxuan quietly pondered that she must tell the second lady and ask the second lady to sell the dirty goods, and she didn't know how much reward she could get. While poking his head out, he took a closer look, and it was a maid and a servant.

The little guy didn't look like he was dressed in the house, and his face was covered by banana leaves, so he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but the maid, how did she look like the big maid Liuzhu next to the second lady, but the sky was getting dark, Mu Youxuan couldn't see clearly, and her voice couldn't really be heard, just when she quietly moved a few steps forward and looked again, the two had finished explaining, and the maid handed the little maid a palm-sized box, and the two left in a hurry.

Mu Youxuan felt that this matter was particularly strange, but she didn't know who to talk to, so she couldn't figure it out after thinking for a while, so she had to leave this matter behind and go back slowly.

Besides, here in Shulan Courtyard, Mu Yanchun saw that it was getting late, and he didn't want Ying'er to be discharged from the hospital at this time, so he asked her to take some pastries and tea, and told her to go down to rest, as for inquiring about the Jiang family, it was not too late to go again on the second day.

After dinner, Mu Yanchun thought about this plum banquet again, remembering that she didn't participate in it because she was too worried and couldn't afford to be sick, and then Ying'er babbled and mentioned to her what seemed to have happened at this banquet, but she didn't pay attention to what happened, I don't know what happened?

She didn't want to participate in these trivial matters, but since Mu Zhirou and other sisters had come to see her, and saw that she had gradually recovered, it was indeed a bit inappropriate not to go now. Even if his father didn't say it, Mu Yanchun knew that he would definitely not be happy, let alone the ancestor who had always paid attention to the upbringing of women's boudoirs.

Looks like I had to go.

Mu Yanchun looked at his face in the brass mirror, haggard and rough...... It's not like a young girl at all. Even Mu Youxuan, who has a medium appearance, is a little more colorful than her because of her lively nature.

Her mother gave her a delicate mind, but she did not let her inherit half of her beautiful appearance.

In her previous life, her withered yellow skin and haggard face had always been a dark wound in her heart, and she hated the willow branch for the favor of the king, and envied her soft figure and gorgeous face.

Now, she can be regarded as seeing it, and this kind of skin is no longer put in her heart.

Whether others despise or despise her, it has nothing to do with her. After so many years of desolation, she has long learned to turn a blind eye to the scrutiny and gaze of others.

In the past two days, Shulan Courtyard can be described as deserted, but the entire Jing'an Hou Mansion is particularly lively. In recent years, the Jing'an Hou Mansion has been withering, and there has been no such flower party for many years, plus the Tang family has passed away, and the Luo family is heavy, so this errand naturally fell into the hands of the Jiang family.

In order to show off her talents, she was thoughtful and meticulous in everything, and this plum banquet was also held in a grand and unusual manner, and even the ancestor said hello when he saw it, and he had to praise the Jiang family again.

Because it was still in the mourning period, this plum banquet did not invite outsiders, Ying'er deliberately picked a plain dress for the young lady to change into, and put on a few cloisonné enamel hairpins for Mu Yanchun, and chose a jade bracelet, dressed up and down for half an hour, before it was ready.

Mu Yanchun looked at his dress in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, nodded slightly, thought about it, and put the jade bracelet on his wrist back into the box, and then went out with the maid.

The plum garden is not very far from the Shulan Courtyard, but Mu Yanchun has arrived with a cup of tea.

When she arrived, most of the people had already come, half of them were around the old ancestor and saying pleasant words, half were around Mu Boyong, and the rest of the group of people gathered in twos and threes, whispering.

As soon as he saw Mu Yanchun coming, most of those voices disappeared, and there was pity and schadenfreude in the eyes that looked at her, but more importantly, there was a vague embarrassment and sympathy.

Soon, Mu Yanchun found the reason for this gaze.

She looked at the girl who sat under Mu Boyong and didn't seem to notice her arrival at all, and was still talking and laughing with the sisters beside her, and walked over with an expressionless face.

The little girl beside the girl didn't seem to be able to stand this atmosphere, and quietly pulled the girl's water sleeve, signaling her that Mu Yanchun was coming.

Originally, the seat under the Hou Ye was Miss Yan's, if Miss Yan didn't come, and the Hou Ye didn't blame, then it would be nothing to sit, but now that Mu Yanchun is here, it will be a little unsightly if he is so deadlocked.