Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Whole Body
Because she felt strange in her heart, but she couldn't find anything specific, Meng Jiao could only cheer up twelve points in her heart, but on her face, she still had a respectful demeanor.
She couldn't find anything wrong with Princess Nankang, but she wouldn't let Princess Nankang grab her pigtails.
"That's it, after all, I haven't been able to find you for many years, and it's reasonable not to be close to me, originally some time ago I heard that the emperor sealed a lady, and asked someone to check, and after finding out that it was you, I wanted to hurry up to see you, but I was stumped by the election of relatives in the house, and then a few days ago I wanted to set up a banquet, I asked the people below to send you a post first, but I didn't receive your reply, I also think that you know the old friendship before, and I blame me for ignoring you for so many years, I didn't expect you to come over today."
When Concubine Nankang said that she was emotional, she was already holding back her tears, even if Meng Jiao was on guard, she was a little moved when she saw the old man crying, and silently took out the handkerchief she was carrying and handed it to Concubine Nankang.
"On this veil... Is it Lingyun Jinju? ”
Concubine Nankang held this handkerchief, trembling slightly, but there were tears in her eyes, Meng Jiao couldn't see the change in her expression, so she could only answer.
"Yes, this is embroidered by the concubine some time ago, and I don't know what pattern to use, so I chose the style of Lingyun Jinju."
"This golden chrysanthemum is well embroidered, and the flowers are rich and lifelike... I just remembered that your mother liked Jin Ju the most, and every time I went to the house, I could see a bunch of chrysanthemums in her yard, and a girl the size of a bean was running around among the flowers, which was so beautiful... It's a pity that things are different from people later, and the girl who ran and laughed in the flowers went like that. ”
Concubine Nankang's grief is too real, Meng Jiao seems to have seen Xue Wan, who was loved by thousands of people back then, at the age of eight or nine, running in the courtyard full of golden chrysanthemums, who would have thought that girl would die so tragically in the end.
It's just that Meng Jiao suddenly thought that if she went straight to her mother's matter, she was afraid that Concubine Nankang would show a little flaw.
"The Si people have gone, and the concubine doesn't have to be so sad, but I have heard some rumors recently, and the strangeness of my mother's going back then seems to have another hidden secret."
After Meng Jiao finished speaking, she stared at Concubine Nankang's expression, and sure enough, she really saw a trace of cracked emotion in it, and it was hidden after a while.
"What? Wanwan back then... Is there something else going on? ”
"I was also suspicious, so I looked for the mother-in-law who served by my mother's side back then, and after inquiry, something really happened, but... There's no evidence, but I'm also worried that the mothers-in-law are old and don't have a good memory. ”
After Meng Jiao said that she had found a little clue, a trace of panic flashed in Concubine Nankang's expression, which was really not obvious, but Meng Jiao had been paying attention to it, so naturally she would not miss it, and after Meng Jiao pretended to say the conjecture behind, Concubine Nankang returned to her immobile appearance.
"In this way, this is all an uncertain matter, and people always like to chew the root of their tongue, but they don't have to say anything to their hearts."
Meng Jiao nodded yes, but her heart became more and more clear, if it was really as Miss Nankang showed her nostalgia, then when she heard that the cause of death of the deceased's daughter was suspicious, she would definitely hurriedly order someone to investigate the matter, instead of classifying this matter as nonsense as a subordinate like now.
This Nankang concubine has something to do with the fall of the Xue family and the death of her mother Xue Wan.
Concubine Nankang pulled Meng Jiao and talked for a while, and then someone from the bottom came over and said that dinner was ready, Meng Jiao excused herself a few words, Concubine Nankang did not let go, and Meng Jiao followed Concubine Nankang to the main hall of the courtyard outside for dinner.
"Speaking of which, in a few days it will be the winter solstice feast, if you have anything you want to eat, just say it, I will first order them to prepare it, and wait for you to come to the feast."
Concubine Nankang sat at the top, insisting on Meng Jiao sitting beside her, halfway through the dish, she opened her mouth to arrange the winter solstice banquet, she said so intimately, everyone below felt that this little lady was very pleasing to the concubine.
"It's a coincidence, Jiao'er came to visit today, originally for this matter, and the queen mother in the palace also issued an invitation, saying that it was the winter solstice banquet and asked me to enter the palace for the banquet."
"What? Jiao'er thinks that the banquet in the palace can't be postponed, and the banquet here is not a big deal, isn't it? ”
As soon as Meng Jiao's words of resignation came out, the people below were unconsciously silent, and Concubine Nankang was still smiling, but unlike Fang Cai's kind smile, this smile actually seemed to have a hint of gloom and compassion.
It's just that Meng Jiao didn't show any panic, she replied like this, and she already had her own way of coping in her heart.
"How could the concubine think that? Jiao'er thinks that the queen mother in the palace has nothing to do with Jiao'er after all, if the queen mother feels that Jiao'er is pampered and proud, and she will punish Jiao'er for her face, but the concubine is different, the concubine and my grandfather are old friends, Jiao'er is brave, the concubine is Jiao'er's relatives, since it is a relative, why stick to such a mere banquet? ”
After all, since Meng Jiao came in just now, she has been playing this family card, if she turns her face at this time, wouldn't she lift a stone and hit her own feet?
Concubine Nankang's eyes flashed, no matter what, if Meng Jiao felt that the two families were relatives, there was nothing wrong, she always thought that it was the best.
"I said, what Jiao'er said is right, I am naturally your relative, this Nankang Mansion is also your other home, our family does not need to stick to a banquet, come and come, don't mention this little thing, come and try the dinner specially prepared for you."
"Jiao'er, thank you Concubine Niang!"
Concubine Nankang was relieved by Meng Jiao's words in a mountain rain in the future, and the people below looked at each other, and they all knew in their hearts, this little lady is not an ordinary person, don't look at the immature skin, but she is smart.
When Meng Jiao went out of the Nankang Mansion safely, and when she was still with these maids holding a lot of rewards from Concubine Nankang, Mama Lin only felt that the little girl she had taken care of carefully in the past two months finally really had the appearance of Mrs. Fate.
"When the slave maid and the others were stopped outside, their hearts were hanging, for fear that the little lady would offend Concubine Nankang, but I didn't expect that the little woman had already had a countermeasure, but now it is good, she has not offended Concubine Nankang, and she can go to the queen mother's banquet with peace of mind."
"Actually... I wasn't ready to retreat with my whole body, and all the rest was a way for Concubine Nankang to give me a life. ”