The humiliation of the copper coin was returned as it was. Song was satisfied. Up and down the Tang Mansion, hugging her back and forth, she walked into the Tang Mansion with her toes high.

When I entered the Tang Mansion, I looked at it carefully for the first time. The whole courtyard is glorious and luxurious. Criss-cross the weeping buildings, surrounded by antique corridors. The promenade of the building is close to it, dotted with rich greenery.

Just looking at it, how big the Tang Mansion is, I can't measure it with the naked eye. When I think of the tea shop in the snail house, I can only sigh in my heart, this gap between the rich and the poor.

finally entered the house as he wished, and he was one step closer to achieving his wish. Song Lian looked at the Tang Mansion and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

When they entered the house, the people who greeted them scattered and went about their own business. Mrs. Tang and Miss Tang were also depressed and returned to their residences. Master Tang instructed Yahuan, and Yahuan led Song Lian to her exclusive boudoir.

Around the building, along the corridor, Yahuan is in front, Song Lian is in the back, and Sang Niang is with him.

Along the road, Baise flowers compete with each other. Rockery, gurgling water. Just like that, there is a scene everywhere.

Suddenly remembered that day into the Zhuang Mansion. The Zhuang Mansion is bigger than it, and the bamboo forest is a sea of flowers. The Tang Mansion is slightly smaller than it, and there are many flowers and trees. If the Tang Mansion is rich, then the Zhuang Mansion is even more elegant.

If you want to ask which one you prefer, the leisure is even more elegant. Song Lian compared, thinking to himself, if you want to ask where you want to live, it is still unforgettable to live in the tea shop.

Song Lian's eyes widened, and she looked at everything with novelty. She also asked herself in her heart, I don't know if she will get used to this new and strange thing in the future?

When I came to the door of the boudoir, the hollow printed doors and windows were red with ancient wood beads. The color system is dark but not dull.

After Yahuan arrived, she retreated. Leave Song Lian and Sang Niang. Song Lian will live in the future and will be served by Sang Niang.

Song Lian and Sang Niang, the two of them walked into the room with their front and back feet. Standing in the middle of the room, Song Lian looked around. Sang Niang stood there, just silent, her eyes staring at her all the time.

In the eyes, the pale pink veil is hazy and falling. The stone wall is surrounded by Jinling. The roof is covered with embroidered felt, and the furnishings are also dedicated to the boudoir, and everything is extremely gorgeous.

Song Lian stared for a moment, and slowly approached the bed. The ivory carved wooden bed satisfies the daughter's heart.

She lifted the veil lightly, and the satin bed was eye-catching. She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke the quilt, her fingers sliding through the gap, feeling silky soft.

A moment later, she looked sideways, and the dresser diagonally opposite, behold, was dazzling and attracted her attention again.

She approached the dresser, leaning lightly against the dresser, and the jewelry boxes were neatly and orderly. The eye-catching rouge box made her involuntarily pick it up and open it. The pink color is cute.

Looking at the rouge in his hand, I remembered the time when I bought rouge with Xiao Min'er. For those few copper coins, I always have to feel sorry for myself. And now, there is no need to feel distressed about this, but why, there is another kind of distress?

She looked at the mirror again, and she looked at herself in the mirror, with a beautiful and beautiful face, and her cheeks were white and red. It's just that in the eyebrows, but there is no splendor in the past.

Putting down the rouge in her hand, she looked around again. This delicate gum, this eye-catching quilt, this gorgeous style, the shabby tea shop, the heart does not feel pain.

The Sang Niang on the side was very bright in her heart. Seeing her lonely look, I knew that she was thinking about it again. Sang Niang approached her and comforted her in a soft voice, "Miss, don't feel bad. You can often go back to the tea shop, or you can take some silver taels to help your father. ”

"My father's pride is not uncommon. I can often go back to see him and help him sell tea... Come to think of it, he should be very happy..."After getting along day and night for many years, Song Lian understands Song Ke and knows that her father does not value money, but only affection and family.

"That being the case, Miss, go back to the tea shop more often." Sang Niang listened to her words and comforted her again.

Song Lian looked at Sang Niang and nodded slightly. There was silence for a moment, and suddenly, she showed hatred again, and said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for revenge, Song Lian wouldn't have come here!" ”

"Shhh~Miss" Sang Niang heard this and looked out of the door vigilantly. She hurriedly walked to the door and closed it gently.

"Miss, when you enter this Tang Mansion, it's not like being in a tea shop, what to say and what not to say. You have to be on guard. That wicked woman is not easy to mess with. Sang Niang approached Song Lian, and her voice was like a mosquito.

"She's not easy to mess with, I'm merciful, and it's not easy to bully!" Song Lian disagreed, with anger on his face, and said.

"Miss, how to deal with that evil woman still needs to be carefully considered." Sang Niang lowered her voice and said to Song Lian, "Sang Niang insists on following, and she is not worried about Miss." In this house, only Xiao Wuzi can be trusted, he has a very good relationship with Sang Niang, if there is anything to ask him for, he will help. ”

At this time, only "knock knock" was heard, and a slight knock sounded on the door. Sang Niang heard a knock on the door and stopped talking.

"Who?" Song Lian and Sang Niang, the two looked at each other. Song Lian froze, and she asked as she walked towards the door.

"Miss, the lord has dinner." Outside the door, there was a girl, whispering.

It turned out to be a pass for dinner, and I mistakenly thought that the evil woman was coming. Song Lian thought in her heart, but she was not afraid of the evil woman, but Sang Niang was reasonable. Don't be scared, you need to think carefully.

Song Lian opened the door, a girl stood outside the door, with a childish look, she faced Song Lian, bowed down slightly and respectfully, and said again, "Miss, the master has dinner." The slave maid led the young lady forward. ”

"You go back to the master, I need to rest from work, and I don't need dinner." Song Lian thought about it, seemed to have no appetite, and made an excuse to push.

The girl listened, stooped back, turned and left. Song Lian looked and saw that there was no one around, so she closed the door again.

"If Sang Niang is hungry, go and eat." Song Lian turned around, faced Sang Niang, and said softly.

"Miss, aren't you hungry? You look a little worse, are you tired? When Sang Niang saw Song Lian, she looked tired and asked her with concern.

"Sang Niang, it's okay. It's just that I'm tired..."Song Lian replied lightly, she slowly approached the bed, lifted the hazy veil, and leaned on the head of the bed.

Sang Niang heard this sentence and understood that at this time, she was not physically tired, but mentally tired. This change in the situation, the heart is tied to the tea shop, and the revenge is born. How can you not get tired of this complicated and trivial matter?

Sang Niang looked at her distressedly, and in the hazy veil, Song Lian closed her eyes slightly, as if she was gradually falling asleep.

Sang Niang lightly approached the bed. She cautiously picked up a corner of the bed, slowly spread it out, and covered it gently for Song Lian. After doing all this, Sang Niang turned around again and quietly went out.

The moment the door closed, Song Lian opened her eyes. She reached out from her arms and took out the close-fitting jade pendant.

Staring at the jade pendant in her hand, her tears ran down her cheeks and slowly and silently slipped down... Mother, Li'er has entered the Tang Mansion... This revenge will be pursued for you...

Brother Yin, Senior Brother Xiao Yao, you two must bless your children and achieve your heart's wishes! Song Lian looked at the jade pendant blankly, and thought silently in her heart.