The palace maid beside Concubine Yuan lifted the red cloth and, together with Qingwen, unfolded the colorful skirt. Concubine Yuan couldn't help but smile when she saw that all the flowers on the skirt had been mended, and the brilliance was better than before, and Mrs. Wang also smiled when she saw that Yuan Chun was satisfied.

Yuan Chun then ordered the palace maid to put away her clothes, "Mother, this maid next to you looks very young, but I haven't heard of you." “

Mrs. Wang smiled and said: "Back to Niangniang, this maid is not the big maid next to the courtier, but the big girl next to your brother, and it is she who has mended the colorful skirt of the mother, and the courtier will take her with her today, also for the sake of the mother, if the lady is not satisfied with the clothes, she can let her improve it at the beginning." Qingwen thought that after presenting the clothes, after Concubine Yuan was satisfied, she had nothing to do with herself, and was carefully looking at the standing posture of the palace maid beside Yuan Chun.

After observing for a while, I found that she stood straight, neither stiff nor loose and looked unruly, she just stood like this, feeling as if she would not get tired after standing for a long time.

Qingwen is also a maid, she asked herself if she stood for so long, although she didn't show it on her face, she didn't know how many times she had changed her feet underneath, so the worship of this big palace maid in her heart continued to rise from her heart.

When she was admiring the palace maid in her heart, she suddenly heard Concubine Yuan call her, and she was stunned, but these years of maid career have made her body more than reasonable, and she has knelt down in front of Concubine Yuan, and replied: "Back to Concubine Yuan, the slave maid is called Qingwen, and she is the maid next to the second son." ”

Qingwen was very glad that she reacted like this, but she also felt a little sad, she really looked like a slave, but Qingwen lowered her head, and no one saw it. Concubine Yuan.

Concubine Yuan saw the woman in front of her, with peach cheeks and pink face, a slender figure, and a graceful and graceful nature.

And Qingwen followed Mrs. Wang all the way with Concubine Yuan, and it was the first time she saw Concubine Yuan's appearance, which was a real Tianxiang country with a graceful and luxurious temperament.

Qingwen asked herself that she was also a beauty, and she had seen a lot of beauties with noble temperament, but compared to Yuanchun in front of her, they were still a little worse, in terms of beauty, Baochai Daiyu was not much worse than her.

But Yuanchun has been well maintained over the years, and because of practicing dance every day, others will only think she is beautiful, a flower blooms just right, and she will not feel old, she is like a peony flower that blooms at its best, which is delicate and charming, and the beauty is thrilling.

Compared with her, Baochai Daiyu looks a little immature, it is a flower that seems to have not bloomed, although it is also beautiful, but it is less amazing and more expected.

Concubine Yuan looked at the girl in front of her, thinking that she had mended her clothes for herself, and she was grateful in her heart, and thought that she was the person in her own brother's room, and looking at her mother's attitude towards her, maybe in the future, she would be the person in her brother's room.

And his younger brother will be the only family member in Jia Jiarong Mansion in the future, although his younger brother has just met and is very good to himself, but his younger siblings in the future may not be better with him, but if his younger brother is around, there is a favorite concubine who has a heart towards him, then no matter what he does in the future, I am afraid that it will be faster to get the support of the family.

So Yuan Chun looked at Qingwen and smiled more kindly. Then he instructed his palace maid and said: "Liu Ye, go and get five hundred taels of silver tickets for Miss Qingwen, which can be regarded as a thank you gift from the palace." ”

When Qingwen heard this, she hurriedly said: "It is the honor of the slave to do things for the mother, how dare the slave and the maid ask for the mother's thanks, the mother is really tormenting the slave." Although Qingwen wanted it very much in her heart, she still said this, after all, this is as a maid, she learned to recuperate when she first entered Lai's mother's house.

Concubine Yuan held Qingwen's hand and said: "Five hundred pieces of silver is nothing to this palace, you can take it, so as not to feel guilty from time to time in this palace." “

"Qingwen, you just take it, Niangniang's reward, how many people can't ask for it." Mrs. Wang also said below.

Then Qingwen took the silver ticket from Liu Ye's hand and put it in her sleeve.

"By the way, Willow Leaf, Miss Qingwen's skin is very suitable for pink, you go and pick out those two pink peach blossoms from that box of palace flowers, and give them to Miss Qingwen together." Concubine Yuan thought for a while and said.

Concubine Yuan originally wanted to give her a set of heads, but thinking that she was just a maid after all, and it was not appropriate to wear a precious head, but it was easy to be envied, so she decided to reward silk flowers, which is not easy to attract people's eyes.

But what Concubine Yuan didn't expect was that even if she only gave Qingwen silk flowers, it didn't take long for these silk flowers to put Qingwen in danger. Qingwen even accepted five hundred taels of silver tickets, so naturally it was not easy to refrain from a few silk flowers, so after thanking Concubine Yuan again, she also accepted them together.

Mrs. Wang saw that Concubine Yuan gave Qingwen a reward, so she also smiled and said to Qingwen: "Qingwen, you helped Niangniang mend the colorful skirt, did you help Niangniang, but also helped me, I will make you a wish in front of Niangniang today, say, what do you want?" “

When Qingwen heard these words, she hurriedly said to Mrs. Wang: "The slave and maid thank Mrs. for her love, but the slave and maid have just been rewarded by the mother, and they dare not take Mrs. Wang's reward again." “

"Okay, it seems that you haven't thought about it yet, so I'll help you write down this wish first, and when you remember what you want later, you're talking to me." Mrs. Wang said gently.

"Slave and maid, Mrs. Xie is very loving." Qingwen was pleasantly surprised.

She wanted to take this opportunity to beg Mrs. Wang to raise her noble hand when she left the mansion in the future, and she thought that she would have to spend some more lips and tongues, but she didn't expect it to be so simple, it seems that after tonight, she can start to look for suitable places around the capital, and settle down there in the future.

Then Mrs. Wang asked Qingwen to step down, and Qingwen stood obediently behind Mrs. Wang, bowing her head and thinking, when she returned to Yihong Courtyard, she must go out of the house with Musk Yue to investigate, set the day of leaving the house as soon as possible, and feel at ease as soon as possible.

Then go to the second master to borrow the county records of the counties around the capital, and take a good look at which county has good customs, after all, maybe that place may have to live for decades in the future.

And maybe after death, you will have to be buried there, if that place is flooded every year, not to mention how difficult it is to live, just to die, her body is not rotten, it was washed out, Qingwen can't stand it.

Concubine Yuan and Mrs. Wang didn't talk for long, then went out again, and enjoyed the song and dance with everyone, and when Concubine Yuan felt that she had just felt a little bit of home, a deacon and eunuch said: "It's ugly for three moments, please go back to Luan." “

Qingwen was on the side, and when she saw Concubine Yuan, tears rolled down her eyes, and she held the hand of Mrs. Jia Muwang for a long time and couldn't bear to release it, and repeatedly told everyone to take care of themselves and not need to be in love, but in the end, it was difficult to violate the palace rules, and she endured the sadness in her heart and went to the public with tears.

Seeing this scene, Qingwen thought about her faint envy of Concubine Yuan before, and felt that it was not interesting, that is, she enjoyed all the power and wealth in the world, but she was not allowed to get along with her relatives, so what is the meaning of these power and wealth.

For a while, I thought of the death of my parents, and now I am out of the house, and I have bought a house and land outside, and I am also a person who has no home.

But fortunately, the surrounding masters are all sorry for the concubine, and the subordinates naturally have to cry with them, and no one notices the grief in Qingwen's heart, except for the person on the beam.

Shui Rong had been secretly watching Qingwen for two or three days, and originally he saw that Mrs. Wang wanted Qingwen to do embroidery every day, and he planned to take Qingwen away directly.

and then helped Qingwen avenge Mrs. Wang, but later he found out that although the work of sewing and mending the colorful skirt was given to Qingwen by Mrs. Wang, it was also Qingwen's will.

When Qingwen faced embroidery, just like she was reading a military book back then, she was fascinated, immersed in it, unable to extricate herself, Shui Rong understood this feeling, this is a kind of happiness, but also a kind of happiness, so Shui Rong watched Qingwen embroidery below on the beam every night.

At first, he originally planned that if Qingwen did it too late, he would order her to sleep in the cave and let her sleep, but he didn't expect that although Qingwen slept late, she was very regular these days, and she went to sleep at the specified time.

So later, Shui Rong simply went to appreciate Qingwen's embroidery, Qingwen embroidered quickly, her two hands on the embroidery frame, like two butterflies flying smart.

In addition to her hands are also very slender and slender, looking at her embroidery, it is simply appreciating a dance of the hands is really a heartless little girl, the pigeon she gave her has completely forgotten, what grievances can you say to yourself.

Hiding in the crowd like this and being sad, I didn't even dare to cry out loud, the water was soluble in my eyes and hurt in my heart.

The more Qingwen cried, the more she couldn't suppress her sadness, thinking that the people around her were all accompanying her master to cry slightly, and even Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang were about to be persuaded to stop crying.

Qingwen thought that if she cried again, wouldn't she be recognized by others, so Qingwen took advantage of the crowd and quietly slipped out.

Originally, except for the water dissolution that had been secretly observing Qingwen, no one knew that Qingwen had slipped out, but today Qingwen accompanied Mrs. Wang to meet Concubine Yuan, what a big face, naturally she was looked at by others, and the other people thought about it and thought that Qingwen had the face of the master, so they naturally didn't dare to provoke Qingwen, but among these people, it did not include attacking people.

She noticed that Qingwen stayed by Mrs. Wang's side early in the morning, and her heart was itching with hatred, after all, in this deep mansion compound, whether it was a wife or a concubine, it was not easy.

It's okay to be a wife, as long as the family background is not down, and you can live easily and comfortably with or without the favor of your husband and mother-in-law, just like Mrs. Wang.

But concubines are different, not only to be able to charm the master, but also to keep to themselves, whether it is a man, a mother-in-law, or a wife, you must be careful to please. Baoyu's wife is naturally on the opposite side of herself, and for her, no matter how she pleases, she can't catch up with the non-existent concubines of herself.

And Baoyu, although he really loves Baoyu, he also knows that men are the most unreliable, and in this house, how much can the private man in the inner house know, and even if he knows, how much can he do, just the fact that the wife makes rules for the concubine can grind people to death within a year and a half.

Let's not talk about it from afar, let's just say that in the hands of Mrs. Xing in Dongfu, I am afraid that the life lawsuit will not be counted on one hand.