As soon as he arrived in the capital, Pei Zhiyang took Hong Aya to Pei's mansion.

Hong Aya was led to the guest room by the grandmother in the house, but she stayed for several days in a row and never saw Pei Zhiyang again.

She couldn't help but ask the maids around her, and they all said they didn't know.

Pei's mansion has strict rules, and the maid is cautious in her words and deeds, intentionally or unintentionally avoiding Hong Aya.

She was depressed and uncomfortable, and often sat alone in the room and sat all day.

From the day she entered the gate of Pei's mansion, she seemed to have been completely forgotten.

In addition to serving her daily meals, the maids were all silent in front of her, avoiding her like a plague god.

Every night when it gets dark, she creeps under the bed and carves a shallow cut on the floor.

Today, she felt that she had carved fourteen shallow marks.

Hong Aya really can't stand such days.

She counted the silver bills and belongings that Aunt Hong gave her, which was enough for her to eat and drink for at least two or three years.

If she hadn't been worried about Pei Zhiyang's accident, she would have escaped from Pei's mansion over the wall.

"Forget it, what can happen to him at his house?"

Hong Aya thought angrily, carefully put away the silver ticket, and prepared to leave Pei Mansion to make plans.

Finally, the grandmother who led her into the house that day came.

The grandmother's surname is Fei, and she is the old man next to Pei Zhiyang's biological mother, Mrs. Pei.

Mama Fei is quite prestigious in the house, and all the maids below respect her and are afraid of her.

This time, she personally came to the guest room to find Hong Aya.

"Miss Hong," she looked Hong Aya up and down, "Madame ordered the old slave to come and invite you over." ”

Last time, Hong Aya was taken by Pei Zhiyang to see Mrs. Pei, and almost slipped away halfway.

Now that Mrs. Pei suddenly wanted to see her, she was so shocked that her liver trembled, it was over, and she was afraid that she would not be able to hide this time.

She was lucky, and asked tentatively: "Then Pei Zhiyang is he...... Is he there too? ”

Pei Zhiyang?

Mama Fei showed a look of displeasure on her face.

Is the name of the little young master also shouted directly?

When she looked at Hong Aya, her eyes became contemptuous, just as she was a country girl who didn't know the rules.

Hong Aya looked at her in horror.

She looked at Hong Aya like an object, and reluctantly admitted that Hong Aya did have a bit of a look.

But there are no stunning beauties in the capital, why does the little young master contradict the old lady for this woman?

Mama Fei regarded Hong Aya as the culprit of their mother's and son's rebellion, and her attitude towards her became more and more indifferent and perfunctory.

"Girl, please hurry up and change your clothes, don't let Madame wait for a long time."

Hong Aya was at a loss, so she picked out a piece of clothing to change, ordered a good rouge and left with her.

Mama Fei led the way in front proudly.

She followed with her head down, quietly raising her eyes to observe her surroundings.

How many times has Pei Mansion entered the courtyard, right?

She walked for a long time, through several pendulum arches, through several verandahs, and the road ahead seemed to have no end.

The flying buildings on both sides are inserted into the air, carved and embroidered on the threshold, and there is a magnificent atmosphere of the wang family.

Although it is winter, the red plum blossoms, the clear stream and the snow are poured, and the yard is still full of life, like a fairyland.

Hong Aya was dizzying, and almost bumped into Mama Fei several times.

Mama Fei despised that she had never seen the world, so she snorted coldly and let the little maid go in and spread the word.

Hong Aya waited outside the door for a moment.

The little maid came out and said that Madame had invited Miss Hong in to speak.

The beautiful maid standing by the door raised the orangutan felt curtain and respectfully invited Hong Aya into the room.

Hong Aya went in to see that the chairs and tables in the room were all woven with new makeup satin.

She has a silk business in her family, and she also knows that makeup satin is very valuable, and some rich and noble families are reluctant to use it to make clothes.

It's cold and windy outside, but it's warm inside.

She stepped on the soft plush blanket and walked slowly forward with bated breath, the soles of her feet seemed to be sunk in the soft mud.

Hong Aya became more and more uneasy, and when she walked around the screen, she saw a noble woman sitting on the couch.

She half-leaned on the green satin backrest and led the pillow, her eyes waved, and she looked at Hong Aya indifferently.

At that glance, he almost took Hong Aya's half life.

She heard her heart beat like a drum, and she didn't know where to put her hands at her side for a moment.

The Rui Beast incense burner on the high table slowly spit out a long faint fragrance.

Hong Aya sniffed, her nose was itchy, and she actually covered her mouth and sneezed on the spot.

Mrs. Pei looked indifferent, with a polite smile, and said softly: "This is ambergris given by the emperor, Miss Hong can't get used to it, right?" ”

Hong Aya said embarrassedly: "It's really fragrant." ”

Mrs. Pei asked Hong Aya to sit down on the side.

After she sat down crampedly, her stomach was full of doubts and worries, and she just wanted to ask about Pei Zhiyang's current situation.

But Mrs. Pei didn't say a word, and picked some leisurely and elegant things to talk about.

is not talking about poetry and songs, or talking about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Hong Aya was raised in an old house in the countryside since she was a child, although she had studied and could read and write, but she followed her people to climb trees and fish.

If she talked about archery, horse riding, hunting and fishing, she would definitely be able to chat with others for three days and three nights.

But Mrs. Pei talked about everything she had never been exposed to.

She was so confused that she couldn't help nodding her head, and she couldn't answer a word.

Mrs. Pei talked about Shen Fu's landscape paintings, but she only knew that Shen Fu had a big temper and a poisonous mouth, and she liked to ridicule Pei Zhiyang the most.

Within a moment, Hong Aya was asked by Mrs. Pei.

An eerie victor's smile appeared on Madame Pei's face.

She ordered several beautiful girls to be summoned, and ordered one of them to play the piano and the other to sing.

The song was elegant and tactful, and Hong Aya only thought it was good, but she couldn't tell what was good.

After singing the song, Mrs. Pei smiled and said, "How?" ”

"Wonderful, wonderful." Hong Aya blushed and couldn't find anything else.

Mrs. Pei looked at the girl playing the piano and said with a smile: "Ask Xueqin is not bad, my unsuccessful son likes to listen to her play "Xiaoxiang Water Cloud" the most. ”

She looked at the girl singing again, "My son also said that the sound of the smoke is like a pearl of jade, and when he opens his mouth, it is like drifting ice at the bottom of the stream, which is the most rare." ”

After speaking, she deliberately looked at Hong Aya with an inquiring gaze.

Hong Aya was stunned and said, "Pei Zhiyang is right. ”

"These two girls are both Zhiyang's friends who gave him Leki, and others asked him, but he was reluctant to give any of them."

"The other few are mostly girls in the house, who have been raised in the Yang room since childhood, and their upbringing and behavior are not inferior to ordinary ladies."

They are young and beautiful, supple and lovely, and they are like the most appropriate decorations next to Mrs. Pei.

Mrs. Pei glanced at Hong Aya and smiled gently: "I love this little son the most, and he eats the best." ”

Her off-string sound, Hong Aya can naturally hear it.

"Before," Mrs. Pei's words changed, "Zhiyang fell in love with an Oiran lady, and he had to redeem her and let her be good." ”

"I didn't allow it at first, I didn't want him to have anything to do with inferior people."

Hong Aya smiled palely, and a thin layer of cold sweat had already appeared on her back.

"But my son said that he only sympathized with the woman, who was originally golden and jade, but he couldn't help himself, and was deep in the mire, and he just wanted to pull her out of the fire pit."

Mrs. Pei looked at Hong Aya with compassion.

"Zhiyang is soft-hearted and acts mostly out of pity, which will inevitably make others misunderstand and think that he is amorous."

"Miss Hong," she smiled, "but I, as a mother, know this child's mind best." ”

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