In the spring of the fourteenth year of Tianxing, the capital city of Bianliang is a good scene full of flowers.

In the inner city across the street from the Imperial City, Liu Er, a vendor carrying a burden, was parked in front of a scarlet gate.

He put down his burden, took out a cotton handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully cleaned his hands until there was not a trace of sweat on his palms, then he took the handkerchief back, picked up the burden again, and walked towards the door.

But before he could step up the steps, a man who looked like a guard stopped him.

As if he had known this, the peddler immediately stopped, put down the burden, and carefully selected the best one from the pile of honey-colored fruits in the burden, and handed it to the guard.

"Rong Ye, you see?"

The person known as Rong Ye looked at the fruit in his hand, rubbed his thumb on the delicate peel a few times, and then sniffed at the tip of his nose before speaking

"That's exactly what it tastes like."

When the peddler heard him say this, he finally relented, and a sincere smile appeared on his face.

He took the sign from Rong Ye's hand, carefully looked at the other party's expression, and saw that Rong Ye really didn't mean to keep him, so he dared to retreat and find the porter to get the fruit money.

The basket of honey fruits he left behind was washed and peeled as quickly as possible, and a ruyi plate made of colored glass was carried to Miss Fang Wu.

Before and after is just a cup of tea.

At this time, Miss Fang Wu was leaning in front of the chess table with a pair of soft pillows embroidered with children's play pictures.

On the left hand side is the plate of fruit-colored honey fruits, and on the right hand side is a glazed green tea cup, green onion-like fingers on the forehead, as if disturbed by the chess game, and the girl opposite her is smiling very happily.

"Sister Qing also has a day when she can't get rid of me!"

This girl is very young, and it is more appropriate to be a child than a girl.

She was just excited about the loss of a son, two little hands together, showing a happy smile, and the two blush dyed by excitement on her delicate little face showed her playfulness and cuteness.

The girl wore a goose-yellow shirt with spring peaches and green leaves embroidered with colored threads. Although it is not as elegant and delicate as the plum blossom coat embroidered on Fang Wu's body, it also has the lively temperament of a child.

Fang Wu's eyes bent when he heard her speak, showing a little smile, picking up the honey fruit in the wishful bowl and stuffing it into her mouth, and then said angrily: "If you have something you like to eat, just shut up." ”

The honey fruit was bitten by the girl in her mouth and made a crisp sound, and sure enough, it was gagged, and she didn't make a sound, but only ate the fruit carefully.

Fang Wu saw that she was eating sweetly, so he picked up one and ate it, the yellow and clear fruit was on the tip of his tongue, and the fruity and sweet fragrance caused the two of them to have no time to care about the chess game.

"Sister Qing'er, didn't she say that your big brother can't beat you?"

The girl in yellow eats sweet fruits, but there is cunning in her eyes, and she is unrelenting in her mouth, obviously it is rare to be at the top of the chess game, and she has to taunt the other party once.

"Ye Menghan, why can't you even bet on this fruit." Fang Wu said angrily.

She put down the fruit in her hand, and took out a brocade from her cuff to wipe the juice off her hand, and then rolled her eyes, slammed at Ye Menghan, pressed her on the couch and scratched her itch.

The two girls were entangled in one place, laughing together on this couch, and they didn't even know when they hit the chessboard, and they had a lot of fun with the black and white characters overlapping in one place.

The two were laughing and pushing, Fang Wu's eldest maid Shengge opened the curtain and walked in, first bowing to her young lady, and then greeting Ye Menghan.

"Miss, the eldest young master is back, the master asked you to go to the front hall now"

Sheng Ge'er is a few points older than Fang Wu, tall and good-looking, although she is just a maid, she is steady in her words and deeds, and she has a beautiful temperament.

Therefore, he has always been the most powerful in this courtyard.

Fang Wu knew that the arrival of Sheng Ge meant that the time for the two sisters to play around was over.

She was a little reluctant to hold Ye Menghan's hand, but still said, "Okay, let's play at this time today." You also know my big brother's temper, and you know my troubles. He always said that what time is what time it is, and even my father could not tell him. ”

As she spoke, she straightened her clothes, recovering the shredded hair that had fallen from the play just now behind her ears, and quickly straightened her face in front of the bronze mirror.

Ye Menghan nodded when he heard this, obviously this is not the first time he has come here to play.

She quickly took out two honey fruits from the Ruyi bowl and stuffed them into her arms, turned her head and hugged Miss Fang Wu with some reluctance, and said, "I'll come over to play with you next time." ”

Fang Wu nodded, and thought about it again, "Do you want the girl to send you?" ”

Ye Menghan heard her words and hurriedly shook his head, "No need to send it, the fewer people who know about this matter, the better, I'm ashamed." ”

When Fang Wu heard her words, he immediately thought of the way she came here, and the little dignified she had just put on immediately fell apart, and she almost couldn't stand her laughter, and nodded her head hurriedly, "Yes, yes, then you can go quickly, I'll go too." ”

Ye Menghan's face showed a little relief.

She walked out with ease, quietly avoiding the other maids in Fang Wu's courtyard, and walked straight to a secluded place behind the rockery before stopping.

She stopped to see that there was no one on the left and right, and Fang opened a slightly sparse cluster of bluegrass, and a few rays of light came out of it, like a dog hole that could be climbed in and out by anyone.

Ye Menghan is already a master of entering and exiting the dog cave.

She crouched down and barely moved, and with a few strokes she rubbed out of the hole, as if she had crawled hundreds of times, and even her clothes did not stick to the mud.

She got up quickly, patted the little floating soil on her body again, and was confident that she couldn't show any flaws, so she took a few steps forward, and then a small landscape was revealed.

Although this garden is far less delicate and spacious than Fang Wu's yard, the grass and trees grow casually, so much so that you can see the interest of some girls.

"Miss?"

Qiao'er, the maid who found Ye Menghan, hurriedly stepped forward, and was relieved when she saw that it was really her.

God knows how her young lady is so bold, borrowing a dog hole to enter and exit the outer mansion, and deceiving the elders, if this is how good it would be for the eldest young master and the second young lady to know?

It's a coincidence.

Who would have thought that two mansions, which looked far apart from each other from the outside, would have two courtyards separated by only one wall? And these two courtyards, which were only separated by a wall, were owned by Fang Wu and Ye Menghan.

It's really fate.

Fang Tianqing is ranked fifth, she is the daughter of the Fang family, the prime minister of the dynasty, and her family is prominent, while Ye Menghan is only the third lady who supervised the early death of the Ye family's biological mother.

Who would have thought that these two would know each other, and they were so close that they couldn't even compare with their own sisters.

Ye Menghan had never thought about this, she just wanted to go to the house as promised, and just come back and don't show her feet. What is the inner city of the imperial city, the distance and the high and low are all not within her consideration.

She handed the honey fruit to Qiao'er and put it away, and took the water and cleaned her hands herself, until the appearance reflected in the bronze mirror was neat and flawless, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Sister Qing'er is good at everything, but every time she goes, she has to be careful, for fear that her second sister will do something on a whim and make a sudden attack.

She was thinking about it when there was a sudden sound of pulling outside the courtyard, as if a very heavy object was being dragged on a cloth and walking, and she had to distinguish carefully to hear that it was actually the footsteps of a person.

Such a special voice, everyone in Ye Menghan's courtyard is very familiar, and the person who came must be the second lady's nurse Mother Gui.

Sure enough, as soon as the curtain was lifted, Gui's mother's face was revealed.

She was polite, and greeted Ye Menghan when she entered the door, but her movements were perfunctory, and the expression on her face was also impatient without concealment, and it was better not to ask if she was in a hurry, which made people annoyed for no reason.

Fortunately, the people in this courtyard have long been accustomed to her face, and only after she has done enough drama can she ask, "Why did Mother Gui come to us today?" ”

Mother Gui didn't answer when she heard Qiao'er ask her, she just looked at Ye Menghan and said, "Our young lady sent me to ask, Miss Zaifu's flower paper poetry meeting, the second miss is not going, right?" ”

There was sarcasm in her tone, and it was more appropriate to persuade her to return than to ask.

Qiao'er was secretly angry when she saw her posture, didn't she make it clear that she didn't want to take her own lady there?

The flower paper poetry will be a popular gathering of the ladies now, and those who are quite literate and ink can often increase their fame through the poetry meeting, and if they can win a name, it will naturally be conducive to future marriages.

Otherwise, even if the talent is slightly inferior, the hosts and participants of the poetry club are often nobles, and it is also very helpful if they can make friends with one or two. What's more, this is a poetry meeting held by Miss Zaifu, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, why is the second miss so ruthless!

Qiao'er just wanted to say a few words for her young lady, but she heard Ye Menghan answer dryly, "Yes, I'm not good at writing, it's better for the second sister to go." ”

What poetry she hates the most, isn't it too boring to say anything about poetry and music at her age, and the fun in the words and verses is no match for a finger of the flowers and plants in the field.

Besides, she had heard this poetry from Sister Qing'er, and if Sister Qing'er didn't go, she wouldn't have to go.

"Exactly, then I won't bother the third lady."

Gui's mother received a satisfactory answer, and immediately turned around and left like the wind.

The master and servant went back and forth, but they were all extremely simple, and they didn't react until Gui's mother left.

When she reacted, Qiao'er felt even more uncomfortable, and immediately asked, "Miss, why don't we go to such a good opportunity?" ”

There was regret in her words, as if she had missed some excellent opportunity if she didn't go on this trip.

"It's useless to go, it's better not to go."

You don't have to think about it to know that if she goes, her second sister will definitely change her way to make her embarrassed, and then sue her in front of her father for being greedy and reckless.

My father is such a cautious character, and he must be punished for copying.

Just thinking about it like this, she has a terrible headache, so naturally she doesn't want to keep her safe.

Qiao'er sighed, as if she also thought of some past experiences, and felt more and more that her young lady was in a difficult situation, but there was no way to comfort her, so she could only wash the honey fruit she brought back, and asked her a lot about Miss Fang Wu, coaxing her to be happy.

Qiao'er had the heart to please her, and Ye Menghan held back the interesting things with Fang Wu again.

The two of them washed away the unhappiness brought by Gui's mother back and forth, and the matter of the flower paper poetry meeting was put aside, and Ye Menghan, who missed the poetry meeting, naturally would not have thought that this small poetry meeting would cause such a big storm in the future.

This turmoil is so strong that even her little maid has been swept in!