Following Hu Manwen's narration, Lin Yulan seems to have traveled to the late Qing Dynasty more than 100 years ago, witnessing the short and tragic fate of a girl......

The Daotai Mansion in Qingyuan Hutong.

On a morning day in August, the sun was shining in a light breeze. The second lady, Hu Manyun, was sitting in front of the dressing table in the boudoir and staring in the mirror. The so-called twenty-eight beauties are the best years for ancient women. In that era, what they had to do was not to study poetry and books to prepare for the college entrance examination, but to learn from female workers to knit and marry boudoirs. This second young lady Hu Manyun is a more extroverted type, if she is allowed to face those needles and threads in the room, the flowers, birds, fish and insects stay for a day is like going to prison.

She usually finds a reason to take the maid out for a walk, and the second lady is also very good at coming to things, and every time she comes back from playing, she will always bring back some small gifts to her parents, such as hairpins used by women, beads, earrings, and men's favorite rhinitis ointment, etc. Every time, the resentment of her parents dissipated instantly, and there was no word of anger against her.

Because she often travels, the second lady met a young man. Qian Gongzi's father was a minor official in the yamen, and his position was humble, and he had very little money per month, barely enough for the whole family's coarse tea and light rice. That Mr. Qian is a talented and very hard-working man, reading poetry and books every day to seek fame and fame, and wants to change the fate of the family. By chance, when Mr. Qian returned from visiting a book friend, he happened to pass by the lake, because he just lowered his head to think about a difficult problem that the book friend gave him, but he unexpectedly collided with Hu Manyun head-on.

"Oops!"

Hu Manyun, who was hit by the pain, subconsciously covered her forehead, and the two maids beside her, one hurriedly went over to support her and ask for warmth, and the other pointed to the Qian Gongzi who hit the person and scolded loudly: "Who are you?" How dare you rush into my second lady? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Xiaosheng didn't intentionally collide, I don't know how the young lady's injuries are? ”

The young man said apologetically.

"You? Belch...... I...... No hindrance, no hindrance. ”

Miss Hu Jiaer's tone instantly became soft and sweet, not at all like she was injured.

Because when she raised her head and met Qian Gongzi's eyes, it seemed that a soft and warm breath poured into her heart, and her whole body felt extremely comfortable in an instant, and the previous pain had been completely forgotten. She heard her own heartbeat and felt a hot flush on her cheeks. Although she doesn't know what it means to be in love, she has also seen the pure love of young men and women from some "Miscellaneous Notes" and "Wild History", and her longing and longing have long been planted in her heart.

Similarly, that Mr. Qian also had a feeling of love at first sight for this second lady with outstanding appearance and good temperament. He has read more books, and finding a favorite woman as a wife like the protagonist in the book has become a dream with the same importance as scientific research. "When the gold list is inscribed, the cave room spends candle night," he wanted both.

"Or else...... Xiaosheng accompanied Miss to the hospital, right? ”

"It's okay, just take a break. Yueji, help me go there for a little rest. ”

Hu Manyun said, instructing the maid on the side.

The maid agreed, and helped her to rest at the pavilion by the lake. Unexpectedly, the young man Qian also followed, sat down opposite Hu Manyun and looked for a topic to talk to her. Because of the good impression of the first acquaintance, Hu Manyun was also willing to talk with him, and they chatted happily that day from poetry and poetry to astronomy and geography. Qian Gongzi also used his handsome appearance and his inner body full of poems and books to quickly arouse the hearts of the two young ladies.

Since that day, the second lady Hu Manyun has gone out to play more frequently, and every time she goes out, she has to carefully dress up before going out.

"Miss, don't draw anymore, you're beautiful enough! If you paint your makeup more exquisitely, hehe, I'm afraid that Mr. Qian will faint. ”

The maid Yueji was on the side, smiling and looking at the second lady and couldn't help but admire.

"What do you mean by that? Could it be that my looks can scare him? So, you're talking the other way? It was meant to mock my ugly appearance. ”

The second young lady, Hu Manyun, had a gloomy face and pretended to be angry.

"No, miss, I ......"

Before Yueji's words were finished, an anxious voice was heard.

"Miss, miss, no! Oh no! ”

Another maid, Lamei, hurriedly came in from outside, tired and sweaty, panting and said.

"Don't panic, don't panic, take your time."

The second lady turned her head to look at the maid Lamei.

"Don't panic! Miss, think of a foolproof plan, or ...... Otherwise...... Otherwise, you'll ......."

Lamei's expression became even more anxious.

"How else? What has so much to do with me? ”

The second lady suddenly felt the possible seriousness of the matter, so her expression became serious.

"Someone from the prince's mansion is coming, and they want to hire a ...... Marry you. ”

Lamei took another breath and finally made it clear what had happened. This information suddenly smashed into the second lady Hu Manyun like a boulder. In an instant, her mind roared, and her chest seemed to be suppressed by something terrible, and she was in unbearable pain.

"Smack! Crash! ”

The second lady turned around angrily and slammed her beloved glass mirror to the ground. Tears instantly diluted her makeup, and she was so angry that she didn't call the maid to help, and rushed out of the boudoir like crazy......

In the living room of the main house in the mansion, the people who came to the prince's mansion to give the dowry have not yet left. Her father, Lord Daotai, together with her mother, was flattering and flattering the minions sent by the prince in every possible way.

"I bothered the two of them to go back to report to the prince, and said that Hu would do his best to prepare for the marriage of the little girl. The Mid-Autumn Festival is still a good time, and I hope that the relationship between our two families in Qin and Jin will be able to tie the knot for a hundred years. That one...... Madam, I ordered that I should prepare a sumptuous banquet today, and that my Daotai Mansion should treat the two of them. ”

Hu Manyun heard her father's voice outside the door, and the resentment in her heart intensified. Just as she was about to rush in and shout, "I don't want to marry," her mother suddenly walked out with two maids.

"Manyun! Hugh is messing around! Go back to your boudoir, and my mother will go over and talk to you about it in detail. ”

Her mother glared at her and let two older maids block her path. Hu Manyun was dragged back to the boudoir by the two maids, and the two looked left and right, not allowing her to go out for half a step.

Hu Manyun's tears had soaked the placket of the embroidered robe, and the broken heartache was intensifying......

Soon, her mother came to her boudoir. is still the same cold face, and what to talk about in detail is nothing more than to give orders and force her to carry them out.

"Man Yun, as the daughter of the Daotai Mansion, you should know how to obey your parents in marriage matters! After your sister passed away, your father and mother also hid it from the prince's mansion out of helplessness. Now, the prince's mansion wants to be hired to marry, and my father and mother have no choice but to make this decision to let you marry on your behalf. I think that the prince's mansion is a place of great wealth and nobility, if you marry, you will naturally not be wronged in your life. Man Yun, I hope you can know the good intentions of your father and mother......"

"Nope! I don't want it! Mother, your daughter is not an object, how can you let it be placed casually. My destiny is in my own hands! ”

Hu Manyun once again roared like crazy. The maid next to her Yueji felt distressed when she saw it. So, hurriedly went over and whispered comfort in her ear.