"Sedan chair!" The little guy shouted, and the sedan chair carrying Mo Yunxiao fell, and the sedan bar was pressed, forming a steep slope, which could allow the people inside to take advantage of the situation.

Mo Yunxiao walked out of the sedan chair and looked up, only to see that the houses around were majestic and tall, with a royal style. There are also pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and flowing water, and countless strange flowers and flowers competing for beauty. The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing, which is very comfortable.

The original Mo Mansion is also magnificent enough, but compared to this, the more gorgeous Jian Wangfu is dwarfed. Even Mo Yunxiao, who was born a thousand years later, couldn't help but be amazed when he was in this beautiful courtyard.

"Flowers, plants, mountains and stones, there are some Suzhou gardens." Mo Yunxiao commented like this, and the little girl behind her grinned: "Presumably, Miss Linglong is also a well-informed person, and she actually understands the beauty of the layout of this courtyard. ”

Chinese garden art originated in the Ming Dynasty and was immature in the Song Dynasty. Mo Yunxiao has studied calligraphy and Chinese painting since she was a child, and she naturally has a little dabbling in garden art, so she can see at a glance that this is the style of Jiangnan.

Mo Yunxiao smiled slightly, and said to the little girl: "I said it, I don't know if it's right or not." ”

"Yes, that's right." The little guy hunched his waist and looked flattering.

Mo Yunxiao didn't like him like this, so she walked forward. The little guy also hurriedly followed, Mo Yunxiao couldn't get rid of him, and couldn't help but feel irritable. But then I thought that this little guy was so stammering, it seemed that he must be an old man in the palace, and he must know Huan'er's whereabouts.

She made up her mind, so she asked sideways: "Before me, how many girls entered the palace?" ”

The little guy was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "Our king is good at paying, and many ministers and nobles in the court have come to greet him, so naturally there are some offerings, about thirty or so." But you also know that in just a few moments, all thirty girls were sent out. ”

"Except for them, there are no other handmaidservants or anything?" Mo Yunxiao asked as she paced.

"This ......," the little guy replied, "Yes, yes." The palace is not like ordinary people's homes, and someone has to take care of everything. But the small ones don't care about buying people, how many people have entered, and how many people have come out, but I don't know. ”

Mo Yunxiao nodded and didn't ask any more questions. But she thought in her heart that the best outcome would be for Huan'er to be among the thirty girls who were sent out. But this is a small possibility.

I entered the palace as a singer of the Zengfu. Treat others with oneself, and presumably those thirty girls are similar. And Huan'er can't sing and dance, so naturally she can't be a singer. So it's likely that she bought it as an ordinary maidservant.

But that's fine. If it was an ordinary maid, Zhao might not necessarily pay attention to her. Then the possibility of her keeping her innocence naturally increases. So either possibility is a mixed bag. Next, just wait and see what happens, and then react appropriately.

Mo Yunxiao was distracted, but the little girl behind her whispered: "Linglong girl, Linglong girl." ”

She was startled, "Ah! The ground screamed.

The little guy smiled, looked up at the sky again, and said, "It's not early, let's send you back to the attic." ”

Mo Yunxiao responded, and said, "Please lead the way." ”

"Well said. You come with the little one," the little guy led Mo Yunxiao to his room.

It is a spacious and bright bedroom. Although it is a bedroom, it is a suite, consisting of three parts: a study, a living room, and a bedroom. There is a screen separating the bedroom from the living room. The screen depicts an emaciated old man sitting cross-legged with a kind face. The old man's eyes were closed, and his face was hideous, which made people shudder. He was surrounded by cranes and clouds. Although the picture is a little weird, the carving technique is still very precise.

The focus of Chinese art is on the word artistic conception. But Mo Yunxiao stopped in front of the screen for a long time, but she couldn't see what kind of artistic conception this picture wanted to express.

The little guy grinned and said, "Linglong girl, what do you think?" ”

"I ask you, do you know who the person painted on this screen is?" Mo Yunxiao suddenly asked.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I don't know this little one, no one has ever asked about the girls in the past." ”

"Oh." Mo Yunxiao didn't say much.

"Linglong girl, you are tired all the way, and the little one will ask someone to boil the bath water for you." The little guy said.

"Huh?" Mo Yunxiao was a little surprised and embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "That's not necessary." ”

"What you want, every new girl wants it. Coral Girl doesn't have to be polite, just wait a while. After he finished speaking, before Mo Yunxiao could answer, he retreated.

Mo Yunxiao wanted to stop him, but he didn't know what to say, so he was stunned, and he was left alone in the room.

She looked around and saw that the room was also very delicately decorated. Looking at the bed, it is covered with soft silk sheets, and there are gauze curtains hanging on the head of the bed, which can play a role in shading light and mosquitoes. The pillow is also very soft, with cotton and buckwheat on the inside, and a silk cloth wrapped and sewn on the outside, and a faint fragrance when you sniff it on the tip of your nose.

She hadn't slept in a bed like this in a long time. Since her house was raided, she has hardly slept soundly for a day.

Sleeping on that kind of hard bunk, and huddled with Yunxi and Yunxiang, even if it is very difficult to turn over, when I close my eyes, I hear Yunxi's snoring, and I finally fall asleep, but I can always see Mo Chenglin covered in blood in my dreams, and torture her over and over again: "Have you avenged me!" ”

She often wakes up to find herself covered in sweat and her heart pounding.

Now, she can sleep in a soft bed, without having to squeeze with anyone, without listening to other people's snoring, and she can sleep until she wakes up naturally. What a pleasant life it was.

She sat on the edge of the bed, touched the head of the bed with her hand, and couldn't help thinking: "If you come, you will be safe, you might as well fake the show, enjoy it first, and don't take this experience in vain." ”

At this moment, several maids walked in one by one, and at the same time curtsy Mo Yunxiao, saying, "The little one is here to serve the Linglong girl in the bath." ”

Mo Yunxiao didn't understand what "bathing" meant for a while. But looking at the tray in their hands with snow-white bath towels, bottles and cans, flower petals and soaphorns that I don't know what to hold, I should also understand that this is the toiletry of the ancients.

A few other girls brought in the wooden bucket with hot water, and then poured it into the large bath tub in turn, and then respectfully withdrew.

Mo Yunxiao looked at them, but when she didn't see any rings, she asked their names and ages respectively, and they turned out to be teenage girls.

Although he didn't see Huan'er, it was also a good thing to see so many people waiting for him to take a bath, and Mo Yunxiao was no longer polite.

She first tested the temperature of the water with her hands, and the water in the tub was hot but did not hurt her skin, and then she took off her clothes under the service of several girls.

A girl helped her take off her shoes and socks, and when she saw a pair of delicate and beautiful "heavenly feet", she couldn't help but smile dumbly.

Mo Yunxiao knew what they were laughing at, so she said, "You must be wondering why King Jian likes a woman with heavenly feet, right?" ”

"The little ones don't dare." The girls smiled and helped her into the tub. Some of them sprinkled flower petals, some wiped her back with soap, and some opened the bottles and jars and slowly poured the liquid into the bathtub.

Mo Yunxiao was a little strange and asked, "What is here?" ”

"It's honey." The girl replied, "There are also some water squeezed from medicinal herbs, which has the effect of whitening the skin and leaving a fragrance." ”

"Oh." Mo Yunxiao also smiled and said, "The ancient dignitaries and dignitaries really enjoyed it. It's just that the custom of foot binding is not good. ”

The girls glanced at each other, and one of them boldly asked, "Hasn't Miss Linglong had her feet bound since she was a child?" ”

"Of course not." Mo Yunxiao said: "I have seen X-rays of the foot bones of those women with bound feet. They had to break their phalanges alive and press them below the soles of their feet. Tut-tut, it hurts to death just thinking about it. I don't want such a deformed aesthetic. ”

The girls were stunned at first, some were puzzled, and some snickered. Although they didn't know what an X-ray photo was, they also felt that she was full of loopholes when they heard Mo Yunxiao's description.

"It seems that the Linglong girl really hasn't wrapped her feet, and there is such a big misunderstanding about this." The girl who wiped her back said.

"Misunderstanding?" Mo Yunxiao was a little curious, and couldn't help asking, "What misunderstanding do I have?" ”

The girl explained: "The wind of foot-binding originated in modern times, although it wrapped a woman's feet in the shape of a rice dumpling. But it won't be so cruel to break the phalanges. ”

"Oh? Is it? But I saw ......" Before Mo Yunxiao could speak, I heard another girl say: "Alas, if you meet a ruthless mother-in-law, there are also broken bones." She also made a miserable expression after speaking.

The girl from earlier nodded and said, "That's just as well." I heard Zhang Xiucai from our village say that the women of the previous dynasty did not bind their feet. They can ride horses and bow to the bow. Nowadays, many women want to rush this trip, maybe in a few hundred years, when the women are even tighter and have broken bones. ”

They talked like this, and Mo Yunxiao finally understood. It turns out that although the foot binding in the Song Dynasty was painful, it was not wrapped into the so-called "three-inch golden lotus" like the Ming and Qing dynasties. She recalled it carefully, and Yunxi's foot release was nothing more than removing the footcloth, and then massaging it, so that the blood flowed back and the meridians relaxed. And if the bone of her foot is broken, she will have to ask a doctor for the bone correction anyway.

"Well, fortunately, we are all children of poor families, and we don't smell so much." The girls chatted while serving Mo Yunxiao to take a bath.

Mo Yunxiao suddenly interjected: "Even if you are not a child of a poor family, you may not be so exquisite." ”

"Oh? What do you say, girl? A girl asked her.

"Do you know Mo Yunxiao from Minglou?" She asked suddenly.

The girls looked at each other, and then laughed and said, "Female Yama, you can inquire all over Tokyo, who doesn't know." ”

"Well, what do you think of her?" Mo Yunxiao asked again.

The girls grinned and replied, "Not very well." I heard that she is a Hedong lion, a dominatrix. ”

"You ......" Mo Yunxiao was about to sit up from the bathtub. But she still suppressed the anger in her heart, and asked, "How can you say this?" ”

"That's what people say." A girl replied, then thought for a moment, and said, "Some time ago, their tea house was raided. I don't know the charges, but I know that the whole family has dispersed. It seems like...... It seems that a female envoy bought someone into the palace. ”

Mo Yunxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly crawled over and asked, "What?" Where is this messenger? ”

The girl was startled, and several other girls hurriedly slapped her, signaling not to talk nonsense. She could only smile awkwardly and said, "The little one doesn't choose what to say, don't be surprised by the delicate girl." ”

"I'm not surprised, you tell me, where is she?" Mo Yunxiao seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and asked anxiously.

The girl was even more frightened, and could not help but take two steps back, and almost burst into tears.

Mo Yunxiao felt strange, she was just asking about an ordinary female envoy in the house, why did she have such a big reaction?

"Linglong girl, put your heart in your belly." Another girl said: "Although it is inevitable to be wronged in the palace, since the king can send those thirty girls out for you, he still feels sorry for you." ”

There was something in the girl's words. Mo Yunxiao only understood a rough idea. She could only respond vaguely and didn't say anything more.

After the bath, the girls had already prepared new clothes made of colored silk for her.

Originally, they also prepared a pair of "wrong to the end" for her, but seeing that she was "Tianzu", the "wrong to the end" could not be worn anyway, so they could only temporarily change to ordinary white embroidered shoes.

"Linglong girl, I didn't know that you were Tianzu before, and I couldn't do it for a while, so I had to wronged you to wear the girls' embroidered shoes first. Tomorrow morning, the little one will send the little guy in the house out to buy silk shoes. ”

The girl who put on her shoes giggled, looked up at her, and said, "Don't be surprised. ”

"Where, I am grateful for your service like this, how dare I be surprised." Mo Yunxiao also said: "The so-called reciprocating peach must not let you work in vain. ”

As she spoke, she took off a golden willow hairpin from her head and said, "This is for you, take it to the pawnshop, and exchange it for some money to spend." ”

The girl was so shocked that she didn't dare to reach out to take it. Mo Yunxiao was very resolute, grabbed her hand, and put the hair fork in her hand.

The girls looked at each other, and they were all overjoyed. One of them came up to me and said, "You're pretty open." Unlike those girls who came before, they are commanding, have a temper, and can pout people. ”

"That's right, otherwise how could our girl get the love of the prince."

After only half an hour of getting along, the "Linglong girl" became "our girl". It can be seen that these women are already very fond of her.

Mo Yunxiao was also smug, feeling that she was also very good at buying people's hearts. The girls disposed of the tubs and toiletries, and they all withdrew one after another with a shy smile.

At this time, it was already the moon branches, and only the chirping of insects was heard outside the house, and the candlelight flickered inside. Mo Yunxiao stretched, yawning and about to sleep. Suddenly, a person's voice came from outside the door: "The person in front of the silver mirror platform is like jade, and the golden warbler is like a flower." Linglong girl, such a beautiful day, don't you feel lonely when you sleep alone? ”

Mo Yunxiao, who was making the bed, was suddenly stunned, and could hear that this was Zhao's voice, and understood what he meant.

"Oops!" She thought to herself, "There is no such thing as a free lunch. This guy is coming to collect his debts. ”