In the past, when I read novels, I always felt that those who crossed over were able to enter the characters as soon as possible.

Thinking about the world of the novel, there is a protagonist halo in the end. There is no need to worry so much. After all, before the crossing, those people were either agents or miracle doctors.

Chonghua leaned on the beauty couch, holding an embroidered bandage in his hand, embroidering a peony stitch by stitch.

Since coming to the dream, Chonghua feels that the pace of his life has completely slowed down.

Although he also escaped for his life, he was still locked up in the back house most of the time.

The days are not salty or light. There was more time to read books and embroider.

Although the conditions of the Ling family are not the kind of daughters that are common in novels, they do not treat her badly. But in the end, it can't be compared with the treatment of Tongjiang Wangfu and the Three Princes' Mansion.

Take the tea she drank as an example, after deciding to marry on her behalf, although the tea she drank was upgraded to a higher level, it was not as good as the one in Mrs. Ling's house after all. Drink it once in a while when you are greeting, and you can immediately compare the highs and lows.

But that's the case, the tea that I drank casually when I was in Tongjiang Wangfu was more than one or two grades higher than that of Mrs. Ling.

The Three Princes' Mansion doesn't pay attention to these, and the tea they drink is more casual. But there are also those given by the palace.

People, after a good life, there will be a psychological gap when they return to the previous days.

Chonghua doesn't drink tea often now, and only drinks warm water every day. Although it saves a lot of things for the maid, there are also discerning people who can see that Chonghua is not used to drinking the tea of the Ning family.

The ladies in the backyard have received the news that the new Fifth Miss has a tricky taste. As for the new sister, everyone took a wait-and-see mode.

After all, no one knows what Fifth Master Ning's official position will be in the future. Blindly currying favor, in case he just donates an ordinary official position, or does not do it in the right place. The initial investment was all wasted. But if you don't pay attention to it at all, if someone picks up a golden job, it will outweigh the loss.

Ning Ruozhu was older, and after thinking about it, she asked people to send her cherished weeping willow heart to Chonghua.

When she got the tea, she was very surprised. Although this weeping willow heart is not a top-notch tea, it is also a tea that will not appear lightly in this small place.

"Expensive?" The name of the tea here is a little different from the modern one, and Chonghua doesn't know it very well.

The green kite nodded: "This is the tea that Fanbang paid tribute to." Although it is not extremely expensive, it is also rare. ”

Chonghua looked at the tea leaves: "Then put it away." ”

The green kite disagreed: "In the end, the eldest lady sent it, you just mean to drink a little." ”

When someone gives a gift, you put it away. Those who know the details know that you are treasured, and those who don't know think you can't look at it but are embarrassed to say it.

Chonghua sighed: "If you want spring water to brew, you can also use clean well water if you don't have it." ”

I remember reading novels before, what kind of aged snow water and morning dew did ancient women use at every turn. Although the air here is many times cleaner than it is in modern times. Chonghua still can't trust those water sources that he doesn't know if they have passed their expiration date.

Hearing that Chonghua asked people to take well water to make tea, the ladies in the backyard all pursed their lips and smiled.

The best thing about this weeping willow heart is to brew it with lotus morning dew, which has a natural fragrance. These five young ladies look tranquil and quiet, but they are actually dirt buns. I don't understand anything.

Ning Ruolan even went to Hexiangyuan on purpose, and it was not worth it for Ning Ruozhu.

"The eldest sister treasures those teas, and she is reluctant to drink them. It made the family ruined. My sister is really not worth it for my big sister. Ning Ruolan covered her mouth with a handkerchief and whispered.

Ning Ruozhu's face was pale, and she couldn't see her joy or anger: "The things that were sent out are not mine." She can do whatever she likes. ”

Ning Ruolan walked out of the Lotus Fragrance Garden, and couldn't help chewing Chonghua's name a few times.

The daughters of the family all have the same name, and she has a moth. Chonghua, Chonghua, I don't see anything surprising.

In the Lanxi courtyard, Chonghua took a shallow sip of hot tea. Tasted the product.

The green kite held the jade pot brought by the family, and her face was shallow: "In the end, it is not as good as the one sent in previous years, so Miss will make do with it." ”

Although we haven't met in these years, Chonghua's food and clothing are all sent from Beijing.

He never left his name, but he just let the green kite take it away. Whether it is clothing or jewelry, it is simple and unpretentious, and it is even liked by Chonghua.

As a modern person, Chonghua usually has no habit of wearing jewelry. There are pierced ears, and earrings are not often worn. The hair is also only held by a hairpin. Except for an old silver bracelet on his hand, there is no other jewelry on his body.

There were two boxes, and the green kite took the key himself. There was no second maid in the room who had seen what was in the box.

I thought that the fifth lady treated Chonghua harshly. But seeing that the fifth lady is also dressed as simple as possible, everyone naturally thinks that the fifth room actually does not have many family backgrounds.

Who would have thought that there would be no clothes to be made with beautiful fabrics, and no clothes to wear with beautiful jewelry?

The nobles here are eager to use all their strength to reveal their identities. Even the concubines whose names are registered in Mrs. Ning's name will try their best to distinguish them from the concubines of other families.

The daughter of the Ning family is more expensive than the grandfather, after all, in this era, the son may not be able to be named on the gold list, but the daughter can attract powerful people to the family.

"On that day, the third aunt said that the saint likes to go out on patrol in micro-clothes, is this really true?" Chonghua was a little curious.

In her opinion, being an emperor is the first unfree job. I had to guard that chair all day long, and I couldn't move. Every day someone watches you do this and that.

The green kite held a small plate of Sydney: "That's the thing." But most of the time, it is not His Majesty's micro-service patrol, but a private visit by the minister of Qincha. ”

Chonghua put down the needle and looked at the green kite, and after a while, he said lightly: "You know so much." ”

The green kite was cold, and bowed her head respectfully: "This is ...... What a slave should do......"

I thought that Chonghua was just a lady of the family, and ordinary young ladies of the family were eager to grasp everything. Emphasis on China does not care about the world. As long as others don't care about her, she never cares about people's lives or deaths.

In a certain sense, it is cold feelings. Don't care, don't care. The green kite even suspected that even if someone died in front of her, she might not move her eyebrows.

It's just that I don't know why the master asked her to follow Chonghua. There is very little that can be done at the moment, except to protect Chonghua's personal safety. She was needed for nothing else.

Inquire about the news and go out to do things, none of this is needed. If he wasn't in the back house, maybe Chonghua would have lived quietly for the rest of his life.

Cold sweat rolled down the green kite's forehead, and he waited for a long time but didn't wait for Chonghua's scolding.

Looking up slightly, I saw Chonghua turning around and continuing to embroider, and Fang Cai's words seemed to have no meaning.

The green kite settled down a little.

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