Mother?

Nan Qiao didn't know how to scream, but for the sake of face, she quietly withdrew her hand, bent down slightly and saluted, and lowered her eyebrows and pretended to be shy.

Such a vicious woman simply insulted the word mother.

Li Shi hurriedly gave a hand, and said softly, "The child recognizes life, don't embarrass her!" ”

Nalan Guangyao didn't force Nan Qiao to shout, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he thought of what happened to his daughter along the way.

He frowned slightly, and said to Li's family, "Well, Yu'er encountered bandits on the road, and the grandmother who greeted her and the loyal protector of the family were all killed by the bandits, and this child was also frightened a lot, you let people order to go down and vacate Zilanyuan for Yu'er to live!" ”

Li's face stiffened, and then he squeezed out a smile without a trace, "Yu'er is frightened, the concubine will be arranged, master, you just came back, and the concubine has already prepared sweet soup for you!" ”

Nalan Guangyao smiled gently at Nan Qiao, "Remember to prepare a bowl for Yu'er, and tell the kitchen to prepare more meals at night, just to catch the wind and wash the dust for Yu'er, so that she can get to know the sisters in the family!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

No matter how powerful Li Shi is, in front of her husband, she is just an ordinary woman revolving around her husband after all!

Nan Qiao couldn't help but mock in her heart, she had been edified by the idea of equality between men and women for twenty-five years in modern times, and she wanted her to serve men like this?

Inexistent!

"Miss, the master has gone in, let's go in too, shall we?"

Nan Qiao was a little stunned, so she pulled her sleeve.

Nan Qiao came back to her senses, and Nalan Guangyao had already entered the mansion with the Li family, leaving only a leading grandmother standing next to her and waiting.

After the Li clan and some people were gone, there were still some women in bright silk satins, except for a few young ladies, most of whom were maids who were waiting with them.

These young ladies and maids all stood high on the steps and looked at her, with jealousy, hatred, and suspicion in their eyes...

Nan Qiao didn't plan to take the initiative to get acquainted with them, her father said that she would introduce them at the reception banquet in the evening, so she was going to go to the mansion to talk about it, anyway, the days will be long in the future, and it will not be too late to get to know each other slowly.

"She's Nalan Wuyu who grew up on the border?"

"Is it possible that the feng shui on the border is better than our Chang'an, otherwise, why is her skin so good?"

"She's so pretty, she doesn't even have makeup on her face!"

"She's still wearing woven satin, which is no longer fashionable at the moment, so why do I think it looks good on her?"

Everyone began to talk about Nan Qiao, as soon as his father left, these young ladies were bored all day long, and it was inevitable that they would be curious when they saw Nalan Wuyu.

"A wild seed from the countryside, what good material can you wear!"

A piercing mockery came into Nan Qiao's ears, looking for the source of the sound, it was the dressed woman standing at the front of everyone, the woman was about sixteen, a melon seed face was very beautiful, curved eyebrows, cheeks and cheeks were slightly red, and there was no flaw on her face under the delicate makeup.

Looking at the woman's valuable Zhucui, Nan Qiao guessed that she might be her concubine Nalan Yanqin.

In ancient times, special attention was paid to the dignity and humility of the concubines, and when Nan Qiao was the lord of Zhaoling in the Southern Jin Dynasty, as long as he went in and out of some important occasions, what clothes he wore and what jewelry he worn, he came according to the specifications of the county lord.

On the contrary, people with low status are too dressed up, and they will be said to be arrogant and ignorant of the rules.

Among the crowd, the woman in red wore the most ostentatious clothes, and the most jewelry on her head, and Ruyi told her the name of the eldest lady of Nalan Mansion last night, Nan Qiao walked up to her and asked,

"You are Nalan Yanqin?"

The woman in red snorted, her chin raised slightly and mocked disdainfully, "She looks like a fox spirit, and she doesn't even have any rules for speaking, now this cat and dog can enter Nalan Mansion, you don't deserve to call Miss Ben's maiden name, Nalan Wuyu... Didn't the Yuan clan teach you what rules and upbringing are! ”