Pink Peony came over with the middle coat and coat worn by Huang, Huang pulled it over, looked at the front and back, and put it under his nose and sniffed.

The three personal maids were confused, but they didn't dare to ask.

Fan Juan thought the least, so he was worried that Huang would be angry, "Old lady, this dress is dirty, is it in the room to smoke you?" The slave and maid will immediately take it down and clean it. ”

"I was wearing this dress when you saw me?" Huang didn't seem to hear Pink Juan's words.

"Yes, old lady, when we saw you, we wore this dress."

"You didn't clean it?" Huang's hands repeatedly rubbed the changed coat and middle coat.

"No, it's the slave and maid who are careless, I hope the old lady will give the slave and maid a chance." The three of them couldn't figure out what Huang meant, so they knelt on the ground and couldn't stop kowtowing.

"Bring me a mirror."

"Yes." The powder peony moved quickly, and Ma Li brought the bronze mirror and respectfully handed it to Huang's face.

At first, Huang didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror, but she couldn't help the fear in her heart, she still looked at the mirror carefully, there were three thin red paw prints on her face, and other than that, she couldn't see any wounds.

Such paw prints would not shed so much blood.

"When you see me, is there anything wrong with me?"

No, this range is too large, Fan Juan didn't know how to answer, and looked at Fan Lan for advice.

Fan Lan had already seen some ways from Huang's reaction, and the old lady was probably worried about whether she had been touched by a prodigal during her fainting.

After some consideration, she replied carefully, "When we saw the old lady, it was no different from when we were scattered, there were footprints on the clothes, and the hairpin on the old lady's head did not fall off, but the crowd was crowded, and the hair was squeezed loose, revealing a little broken hair."

The old lady has some dust on her face, which we have wiped off for you. ”

Huang groaned.

Therefore, she was not taken captive and robbed, because the jewelry and clothes were all there, and her whole body was clean and neat, and there was no blood or dead rats.

She just got knocked unconscious on the road and had a nightmare.

No, if it's a nightmare, how can the blood on her face be explained?

Glancing at the mirror, he suddenly approached, and looked at his neck in the mirror, and sure enough, there was a reddish-purple pinch mark on it.

This discovery frightened Huang and slapped away the bronze mirror held by Fan Peony.

"The slave should die, it scares the old lady, please spare the old lady!" Regardless of whether he was wrong or not, admitting his mistake first was to protect himself, Fan Peony knelt on the ground, did not dare to raise his head, and was dead against the cold ground.

"When you found me, did you see a ......?"

Who?

The three girls quietly glanced at each other and shook their heads together, "I didn't see anyone beside the old lady." ”

"Isn't there anyone suspicious?"

"Nope."

When they found that the mentally depressed Huang was deflated in an instant, he seemed to be ten years older.

"You ...... Go and get the mage. ”

Hearing the mage, the three girls breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that they had hit an evil spirit!

As long as you don't blame yourself.

"Yes, let's go find a mage for the old lady at once."

"Old lady, do you want to tell the eldest young master about this?"

"No need, for the New Year, there are many taboos in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, so as not to cause trouble for the eldest young master." How can she, a mother, hold her son back?

"Yes."

The three girls didn't dare to stay in the room for a long time, so they collected their clothes and prepared to go out to run errands.

Huang pulled the sleeves of the powder peony who collected the clothes and didn't let him go, "You two go, and the powder peony stays in the house to accompany me." ”

"Yes, old lady." Pink Peony pondered that the old lady must have run into an evil spirit, and was afraid of staying alone in the house.

But she was also afraid, so she handed the clothes to Fan Lan, and she said, "Old lady, why don't I light a few more candles in the house." ”

"Good, good." Huang was relieved for the sensibility of Pink Peony, "Order a few more red candles, they must be red." ”

"Eh~!"

The Huang family asked the mage to do a ritual for a night, and the next day it reached Liu Ruyue's ears.

She did something, and Liu Ruyue was relieved.

The news came from Xiao Lu's mansion that the Huang family did not call Lu Chengze back, and it seems that she did treat everything as an evil spirit.

This is a good thing for Liu Ruyue.

I was afraid of alarming Lu Chengze, the Huang family was old, frightened and wisely prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, and didn't want to drag down the eldest son, so he would only bear this matter alone.

But Lu Chengze won't, he will definitely want more.

Things have been arranged, and all Liu Ruyue can do is wait.

Make good money and give them silver.

You can't let people go hungry to find their own children.

For other people's shops, business will be busy after the year, but Liu Ruyue's shop only makes ten tables a day, so it is not busy.

On the contrary, Yingge is so busy that his feet do not touch the ground, February 12 is the Flower Dynasty Festival, and there is only one and a half months of preparation time.

Although Liao Xian'er is now in the limelight, beautiful and talented, it is not unheard of for her to win the first place on the day of the Oiran Competition.

Therefore, Yingge also has to study the previous brilliant performances, in order to come up with an amazing performance.

Liu Ruyue couldn't help, she could only see the corners of her mouth burning and making some flower tea when she was so busy that her mouth was dry.

Originally, she thought that the Oiran Contest would have nothing to do with her on the surface, but Hua Haolou, who didn't want to prepare for the Qinhuai Oiran Competition, found her.

The Oiran Contest has a long history, and it will not be interrupted except in the era of national destruction, war and chaos, and national mourning.

Every time it is held, each flower building will contribute, but the organizer will still change every time, and the flower building that won the last session will have to host the next Oiran competition.

Hosting an Oiran competition may seem time-consuming and labor-intensive, but if it is done well, the money earned that day can cover a month's or two dollars.

The Oiran Contest was not held in a certain flower building, and it was too small.

Instead, it is conventional, and it is held on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and it is only necessary to fence off this side of the river.

If you want to have a good view, you have to buy a seat near the stage, and if you want to be closer, you can also watch it by boat, and if you want to watch it on the other side, there is no charge.

and rejoiced in public, and rejoiced with all the people of the city.

In this way, it is not confined to the talents who visit the flower building, but all pedestrians can have a glimpse of the Oiran and talent.

During the competition, the source of customers attracted is not ordinary and comparable, and the stalls that set up stalls in the competition venue have to pay a fee.

I don't know what Hua Haolou, who is going to host this Oiran competition, sent me an invitation, is it to ask myself if I want to set up a snack stall in her field?

Or please make your own snacks and pastries for the main field?