Chapter 8 Qian Yumeng
She has lived several stable days in a row, Meng Zhining has not been out of the gate of Chunlu Pavilion for three days, and she has been eating and sleeping in the yard all day long, reading drama books, and her life is considered to be free. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It's actually not bad to have no quarrel with the world like this, she thought about eating candied fruit in her mouth with a play book in her hand.
And in recent days, there have been no particularly big things in the house, nothing more than the conflict between the maid in the courtyard and the maid in the yard, small things continue one after another, Meng Zhining shrank and watched the excitement.
The hundreds of people in the mansion are indeed lively, although there is only one concubine and one side concubine in the mansion so far, and there are two aunts and two concubines, but there are still countless girls in Yan Xiling's side.
This flowery man.
I thought that Yan Xiling would have four or five people around her at most, but I didn't expect so many rooms to pop up.
May her die in bed.
She slowly got up and stretched lazily, she didn't go out for a few days, she was a little casual, and until now, she hasn't even combed her hair.
"Mingyue, how many days is it for me to get married?" Meng Zhining asked.
Mingyue replied honestly: "The fourth day." ”
She touched her chin, that is, she will face the saint tomorrow, and she will return to Ning the day after tomorrow?
She couldn't help but be a little nervous, the face of the saint was fine, at least the emperor might be the first time to see her, and there was no problem if she was not familiar with her original character, but when she went to the Meng family, Meng Zhining was a little flustered, the Meng family was the closest people around, and the change in Meng Zhining's temperament when she married and waited for the word boudoir was definitely visible.
That's how it can be good.
Sighing helplessly, Meng Zhining asked Mingyue to bring her a basin of water, combed her hair, washed her face, and changed into a set of clothes.
Mingyue sighed while combing her hair: "Miss, I really wronged you." ”
Meng Zhining smiled: "There is no grievance, as long as I can eat and drink enough, in fact, I don't care much about such a thing, it's okay if I don't have facial paralysis." ”
"Facial paralysis?" Mingyue didn't know who her master was referring to.
Meng Zhining replied lightly: "It's the third prince." ”
Ming Yue paused, and after a few seconds, she reacted and covered her mouth: "Miss, you can't talk nonsense." ”
Meng Zhining pouted: "It's okay, he can't hear it." ”
Even if you can't hear it, you don't have to say it so blatantly, it's still on other people's territory.
"Forget it, go out for a walk with me, it's weird in the room." Meng Zhi straightened the clothes on her body.
Mingyue accompanied her to walk around the yard for a while, and ran into Qian Yumeng.
Meng Zhining looked at the person a little familiar, and after thinking about it for a long time, she remembered that this person seemed to be Qian Yumeng, who was her aunt alongside Xia Rong.
Qian Yumeng can be regarded as the first person to enter the palace, and his temper is also the best among the entire princesses.
Meng Zhining walked over slowly with Mingyue, only to see her salute and say softly, "Princess." ”
That day, Meng Zhining had a red embroidered handkerchief on her head, and she couldn't see people clearly, this time, she looked at the woman in front of her for a while, the expression on her face was very gentle, although it was not said to be a country or a city, but it was exquisite, it seemed to be finely crafted.
In this palace, there is no woman who is not good-looking, and there is no woman whose background is simple, although Qian Yumeng is gentle, she is indeed the daughter of Shangshu.
Shang Shu's official position is even greater than Meng Zhining's father's official position.
"My sister also came out to relax today?" Meng Zhining asked with a smile.
Qian Yumeng held a small bottle in his hand and said, "The weather is good today, I am bored in the room and have nothing to do, so I came out to collect the dew of the flowers." ”
She looked closely, and the transparent quilt in her hand was half filled, and there was a bottle under the white skirt on her waist, but it was already full.
"What's the use of this dew?" Meng Zhining asked curiously, "Make tea?" ”
Qian Yumeng squatted next to a camellia and carefully collected the dew: "There are a lot of effects, you can add a few drops to the tea, and you can also take a bath, which will be more fragrant, but you have to collect a lot, I already have a lot of cans here, wait a minute, I will send a maid to send you a can." ”
Meng Zhining nodded and said, "Thank you, sister." ”
"It's just a trivial matter, I'll send you a cup of tea later."
said goodbye to Qian Mengxue, Meng Zhining also had a thin layer of sweat on her body, so she went home, and it happened that Qian Mengxue also sent a maid to bring her a jar of dew, Meng Zhining opened the jar, and the fragrance of flowers was overflowing, Meng Zhining asked: "Mingyue, how to use this dew?" ”
Mingyue was surprised: "Miss, you haven't used it?" ”
"Naturally, no." Where is there such an all-natural thing in modern times.
Mingyue said: "It's okay to pour a little bit into it when you take a bath, Miss, if only there was honey here, drop one or two drops into it." ”
That's right, Meng Zhining felt that her Chunlu Pavilion was simply poor, except for some basic furniture, there was nothing left, although she was the princess in the palace to get the monthly money, but it was only seven taels of silver per month, and she stayed in the palace for two weeks, where to get the monthly money?
"Forget it, let's use it like this," she nodded, "Mingyue, is the water boiled?" ”
"Alright."
Meng Zhi sighed, went to the side hall and took a flower shower comfortably, after washing and washing, she was refreshed, rolled on the soft bed and picked up her small notebook.
However, after looking at it for a while, Yan Xiling's personal guard Fang Yu came to her side and said, "Princess, the prince has something to do with you." ”
"Yes." She also guessed that Yan Xiling was looking for her at this time.
She could only ask Ming Yue to comb her hair again, she had just washed her hair, and there was no hair dryer in ancient times, so her hair was still wet until now, and she could only comb a bun casually.
I thought about it when I left, picked up a teacup, and casually made a cup of tea and sent it to him.
"Master." Meng Zhining knocked on the door of the study, there are rules in the palace, Yan Xiling's study can be regarded as an important place in the palace, and you are not allowed to enter without Yan Xiling's permission.
"Come in." His voice came from inside, and Meng Zhining dared to push open the door.
The people inside the door didn't look at her, staring at their rice paper, and they didn't know what they were drawing.
She placed the still hot cup of tea on his table, and the master looked at the teacup she handed over with a slightly disgusted look, as if he was a little disdainful.
"You can make tea?" Yan Xiling casually picked up the cup she brought.
"The concubine understands something." Meng Zhi said with a smile, she had learned a little bit of tea ceremony before, although she was not particularly proficient, but it was still okay to pass the test in a fool's way.
Yan Xiling took a sip for a long time before saying, "It's unpleasant." ”
If it's hard to drink, don't drink it! Meng Zhining rolled her eyes at him in her heart.
"It's not warm enough."
Nonsense, of course it's not warm enough to get here from Chunlu Pavilion, do you want to drink piping hot?
"Lord Wang, did you call the concubine to comment on the concubine's tea?" Meng Zhining forcibly squeezed out a smile.
Yan Xiling returned to the topic: "Don't say anything tomorrow, you should know it." ”
"The concubine knows." Meng Zhining lowered her head.
"What should I do to know," Yan Xiling slowly took out the note of the three chapters of the law from his pocket.
??? Meng Zhining replied honestly: "I know." ”
"You have to do a full set of plays, and if something goes wrong, it's not good for you and me." Yan Xiling rarely showed a grim smile, and Meng Zhining's calves were trembling when she saw it, this was a naked threat.
"You go and prepare first, and I won't go with you about the day after tomorrow."
"Oh."
Meng Zhining turned around and rolled her eyes, what kind of person is this, she turned around and looked at him secretly, this person continued to paint, Meng Zhining had nothing to say, and went back to the courtyard directly, it is better to prepare a little.