Chapter 4: The Butterfly Imprint
Qi Ping was very reluctant to send Miss Liu outside the door, and he didn't know when Miss Liu would be able to return to her ancestral home again. There is no one she can care about in the ancestral home, and there is nothing to worry about when she goes.
Qi Ping thought in his heart, it's better for the young lady to go to the capital, so as not to stay in this sad place, maybe the young lady will be happier in the Prime Minister's Palace, and there will be a better life, after all, there is her aunt there.
At the moment when Miss Liu got into the carriage, Qi Ping couldn't help but call her deeply, "Miss, take care of yourself." ”
Miss Liu looked back at him, her face was not sad or happy, she just said to him lightly, "Qi Ping, the Liu family depends on you to guard it." Then she looked at Qi Bo on Qi Ping's side, and said in the same tone, "Qi Bo, take good care of Ji'er's father and mother, and thank you." ”
Qi Bo's old eyes were about to ooze tears, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Miss, come back if you miss it." ”
Miss Liu pursed her lips and smiled lightly this time.
At this time, Zhang Yunxiu, who was beside Miss Liu, said gently, "Qi Bo, don't worry, I, Yunxiu, will definitely protect Piaomei, and she will definitely live in peace in the Prime Minister's Palace." ”
Will it be safe, maybe.
Liu Piaoyi glanced at Yun Xiu, but there was still no expression on his face.
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Beijing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty, how prosperous Beijing is at this time, even if the emperor of the dynasty Mingshenzong Zhu Yijun is young, maybe he is not in charge of the government, but he has the assistance of the cabinet, and the first assistant Zhang Taiju is so capable, and the major affairs of the court and politics are comprehensive.
The emperor succeeded to the throne at a young age, and the affairs of the court were handled by Prime Minister Zhang Taiju, but Prime Minister Zhang Taiju's prestige in the court was not to be underestimated.
The spring of the eighth year of Wanli of the Great Ming Divine Sect.
The Prime Minister's Office in Beijing. In addition to the palace compound in the capital, it is the most luxurious and spacious Xiangguo Mansion, with several large garden courtyards, and half of the southern city is stationed.
This is a few months after Liu Piao's visit to the Prime Minister's Office.
Zixuan Pavilion, a loft in the west courtyard that was originally quite peaceful, was full of slaves inside and out at this time, the slaves in this courtyard were busy, and the slaves in other courtyards also came over to see the excitement.
The gate of Zixuan Pavilion was closed, and the servants who watched the excitement were all blocked in the garden of the courtyard outside.
Xiangye's eldest lady Gu Shi, accompanied by the servants, hurried over, her face tensed, and she walked towards the door of Zixuan Pavilion in a panic.
You Qi, the chief manager of the mansion who was guarding the door, hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in with the eldest lady.
The graceful and luxurious lady had a worried face on her face, and the servant woman followed behind her with a compact step.
Zhang Yunxiu, a man in a soaked brocade dress standing in the hall, saw the eldest lady and hurriedly got up to greet him, "Auntie." ”
"How's it going?" The eldest lady's worried voice trembled a little.
"Paulin is in the process of diagnosis." Zhang Yunxiu replied.
Gu Shi glanced at Yun Xiu's soaked robe, frowned, and said, "Why don't you go and change into clean clothes." ”
As Gu spoke, he brushed his side and walked directly to the inner bedroom.
The servant woman lifted the curtain, and the eldest lady walked in quickly, looking at the bed, and He Baolin of the Prime Minister's Mansion was administering needles to the unconscious memory on the bed.
The slaves Chunlin and Hua Ying in the room were quiet on the side, their faces full of anxiety, and they were gently polite when they saw the eldest lady come in.
Gu Shi stood on the side of the bed and looked at the pale face of the woman on the bed, and waited for Baolin to finish the needle before saying, "How is the memory?" ”
He Baolin put away the needle, got up and said to the eldest lady, "Miss Cousin is fine, but she is still in a coma for the time being, and she will be fine when she wakes up."
Hearing that it was okay, Gu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the room of people, Gu's face was extremely bad, and finally stopped at Zhang Wanxiu's body.
Wan Xiu, who was standing in the corner, trembled when he saw the disgusted gaze of the eldest lady, maybe a catastrophe was coming soon. But she knew that the eldest mother would not do anything to her, but she was still afraid.
Everyone retreated from the inner room to the hall.
The second wife and the third aunt of the Prime Minister's Mansion also rushed over.
The third aunt Tai Shen watched her daughter Wan Xiu kneel in front of the eldest lady and wanted to step forward to pull it up, but Gu killed a fierce look, and she stopped again. just asked, "Eldest sister, what mistake did Wan Xiu make, you have to punish her to kneel."
Gu Shi snorted coldly and looked at their mother and daughter coldly, "You ask her yourself." ”
The second wife, Wang, fanned the wind on the side and said: "It's not that your daughter is too bad to play and doesn't take Miss Biao in her eyes, and deliberately pushes Miss Biao into the pool, causing Miss Cousin to be unconscious now." If it weren't for my son Yunxiu to rescue him in time, Miss Biao wouldn't know what would have happened! ”
Wan Xiu sobbed and hurriedly explained: "Auntie, please forgive Wan Xiu, Wan Xiu really didn't mean it, but Wan Xiu's feet slipped at that time, her body lost her center of gravity, and she fell into the water." Wan Xiu really didn't mean it, auntie. ”
Wan Xiu begged bitterly, asking for the eldest lady's forgiveness.
She knew that although she was the only genuine lady in this prime minister's house, since this Liu Piaoyi came, everyone favored Liu Piaoyi, and even her brother Min Xiu said that she had a bad temperament, why didn't she learn from Miss Biao. And Liu Piaoyi is the eldest lady's favorite, and she is the daughter of the eldest lady's own sister.
The eldest lady has two sons, the eldest young master Jing Xiu, the fourth young master Jian Xiu, and no daughter, so after Liu Piaoyi came, she loved her very much.
Yun Xiu, who had already changed his clothes, walked in with Xiangye Zhang Taiju and heard Wan Xiu's statement.
Everyone stood up and bowed to the Prime Minister.
After Xiangye sat in the right seat, Wan Xiu cried again: "Dad, please believe me, Wan'er really didn't mean to push down the floating memory."
Wan Xiu trembled lightly in fear, afraid that she would be whipped.
The third wife, Shen Shi, was also busy kneeling down and was busy asking on the side. Shen understands very well that Liu Piao's memory is comparable to the master's heart, not even his sons. Of course, she understood the reason for this.
Liu Piaoyi's position in the Prime Minister's Mansion is very important, everyone understands.
After Liu Piaoyi came to the mansion, her treatment couldn't even be compared to Zhang Wanxiu, the only genuine lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Everyone sees it, and no one is afraid of being punished by the eldest lady for serving Miss Badly.
Zhang Taiju looked at a room of people with a cold look in his eyes.
But he is a sensible person, and what he dislikes the most is family disharmony. After all, Wan Xiu is also his distressed daughter, and he doesn't want to punish her too much, just let her go back to her room and meditate for a few days.
The third wife, Shen, hurriedly pulled Wan Xiu up and respectfully thanked Xiangye. Pull Wan Xiu out of Zixuan Pavilion.
After Xiang Ye saw the drifting memory, everyone dispersed, where should they go back, Zixuan Pavilion returned to its former tranquility.
The spring is cold, the charcoal fire of the hollow stove in the house is also burning very strongly, and the noses of the two girls in winter clothes are covered with a shallow layer of sweat, but this warm spring does not make people feel as comfortable as before, but there is an inexplicable suffocation and anxiety.
For a whole day, Liu Piaoyi didn't wake up, but began to breathe weakly, and now he has recovered, and his face is slowly rosy. The girls Chunlin and Hua Ying, who were waiting by the bedside, did not stay idle for a moment, and Liu Piao, who was still a little hot at first, was taken care of by them, and her body temperature returned to normal.
Until the evening, when it was dark, Liu Piaoyi opened her eyes slightly, Chunlin was surprised, and hurriedly shouted on the side: "Miss, you are awake!" Liu Piao's eyelashes blinked slightly, looked at the face of the strange woman in front of him, and said weakly: "Where is this?"
"Where?"
Chunlin was stunned, I don't know what Miss asked? Can't you even see it in your own room?
"Prime Minister's Office! Miss's room! ”
"The Prime Minister's Office?" Liu Piaoyi felt that he had a headache, he didn't want to think too much, and after closing his eyes, he fell asleep again.
It wasn't until noon the next day that Liu Piaoji woke up.
In the middle of the way, the eldest lady heard the report that Miss Biao had woken up, and came to take a look, and saw that she had fallen asleep peacefully, and went back again.
Yun Xiu also secretly came in to see her at night, and sat on the edge of the bed for a long time before leaving.
After waking up, he didn't speak, sitting in front of the mirror and staring at himself in the mirror blankly.
Touching the long hair on her chest, she smiled faintly, and the smile seemed to be a smile that only she understood.
She gently pulled the long hair from her ear, and there was a fluttering butterfly mark on her neck behind her right ear......
Lifelike, like a real butterfly resting on its neck.
She pursed her lips and smiled......