Hongying smiled faintly on her face, and said softly: "These are just gossip, the county lord's sister doesn't have to take it seriously, it doesn't matter where Zining came from, an inferior dining room maid, we don't have to bother with her." It rained for two days in a row, and my father went down to court but didn't go back to the palace, so I was worried, so I came to ask my sister. ”

The silver cicada took a piece of fine linen soaked in water, angrily dusted off the water droplets on the green willow leaves, put them on the tea table, flicked his sleeves and said: "The county lord and Miss Hongying are both good-natured, because the matter of the little maid has affected Mama Yan, the prince is naturally sad, and it is normal for people not to return home." The eldest princess has a good heart, and was coaxed by that stinky girl, what kind of thing is she such a rough slave, how can she be worthy of the eldest princess's favor. ”

Zi Ning has been hiding and eavesdropping, and she is extremely angry in her heart, these people have a lot of resentment towards her, and they see that the grudge is deep, but they don't know how to resolve it. She herself was also very wronged, if it wasn't for the coincidence that she was hidden in the box, she would never have imagined that the people around the county lord would hate her.

I thought to myself: "Is Mama Yan dead, was executed by the eldest princess?" was secretly surprised, the eldest princess actually punished Mama Yan heavily for her, and the old woman even took her life, no wonder these people were dissatisfied with her.

When the silver cicada mentioned Mama Yan, she couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes, tears fell down, and the strength in her hand couldn't help but increase, breaking a willow branch that had just sprouted.

The little county lord looked up at her, frowned, and scolded: "Speak well, how did that wicker provoke you, so ruthless, it broke it in vain." You have also followed me for a few years, but the older you get, the more frizzy you become, and you will get a husband in the future, and you will still be so careless, but you will not be laughed at by your mother-in-law's family!"

She walked to the side of the desk, personally helped the broken willow branches, and moved the bottle to the low couch table nearby, carefully arranged the young leaves on the wicker, and smoothed the order of the leaf veins one by one.

The silver cicada was extremely reluctant, wiped a handful of tears, fell the fine linen cloth on the edge of the window lattice, twisted to one side, and complained in a low voice: "It's just a wicker, the outside of the courtyard wall is full of it, what is it worth if it is broken." The county lord has a big temper recently, and the things he likes are getting more and more tricky. The eldest princess and Miss Hongying are planted with new flowers in the room, and the begonias outside the house are blooming brightly. But in our house, the county lord likes to insert wicker, a piece of miserable green color, looking at it makes people feel cold, no wonder the eldest princess doesn't like to sit. ”

The little county lord's eyes froze, his lips trembled, but he didn't hear it, and looked intently at the wicker in the bottle. After looking at it twice, his face became more and more white and pink, and he bloomed into a cloud of crimson.

Others don't understand it has nothing to do with her, only this wicker leaf understands, and it is not in vain that she has been lovesick in recent years.

Hong Ying looked at all this coldly, and suddenly smiled: "The girls in the county lord's sister's house are really talking hard. However, this wicker is also beautiful, and it has a unique style than those begonia pear blossoms. ”

When the little county lord heard her, his mood improved, and he turned his head to see the silver cicada with his head down, and a cyan cloak rolled in his hand. She glanced at it blankly, and said with a smile: "Where did my sister get this beautiful cloak, I looked at it coldly, and I thought it was worn by a son-in-law." ”

Hongying leaned quietly on the side of the couch table, pursed her lips and smiled: "My sister is the county lord, I don't want my sister to come to see you every day, but I hope that a son will come." I'd like to ask my sister whose son likes to wear blue clothes. As he spoke, his eyes wandered, glancing deeply at the cloak placed on the couch.

After saying this, the little county lord's face was flushed, he lowered his head, twisted his body next to the low couch, took the lid of the tea bowl in his hand, glanced inside, and said: "These girls are getting lazier and lazier, why don't they bring the new leaf rose tea they got the day before yesterday and pour the aged pine nut tea?"

The silver cicada hung her hands and stood sideways beside the little county lord, and said with a little gloomy on her face: "The slave also wants to make that good flower tea, but I went to the warehouse in the morning to get it, and the ladies said that there are few roses this spring, and the newly made flower tea is given to the eldest princess." I heard the eldest princess instruct that in the future, the portion of flower tea will be left for Zining in the dining room, and the ones in our house will be gone. ”

Hong Ying listened to it on the side, only pursed her lips and chuckled, and was silent for a long time. Ligu was even more silent, only secretly inspecting the face of the little county lord. The silver cicada muttered in a low voice: "I can't figure it out, a cooking girl in the dining room, but the eldest princess treats her so well, poor Granny Yan'......s miserable death" lowered her head and sobbed again.

Hongying's eyes were cold, and she reprimanded: "Why are you so careless, complaining to you in front of the county lord, the eldest princess and the prince have wronged Mama Yan!

Trembling twice, the silver cicada hurriedly bowed his head and said, "The slave doesn't dare." ”

Seeing this, the little county lord sighed and said, "Sister don't scold her, Mama Yan is dead, and the silver cicada is sad, and I know it." But since the mother agreed, no one should say a word in the future, so as not to annoy the mother's heart. She was originally a filial daughter, although she was not convinced, but in front of her subordinates, she wanted to maintain the majesty of the eldest princess.

Hongying was silent, took a sip of pine nut tea, and then said: "This tea is greasy, and it smells of pine oil." If the county lord's sister wants to drink the new leaf rose flower tea, there are some in my room, which have just been sent by those Qing guests in the house to honor us. ”

Raising his hand, he instructed the silver cicada who lowered his head to wipe his tears, and said, "Don't just cry, go to the table in my room and get some rose flower tea, and use the flower porcelain jar with a lid to serve it." The silver cicada had to agree, nodded and went, and the door opened and closed, rolling in the rain and moisture.

"You can keep the rose tea for yourself, I don't like the pungent smell of the flowers, what's so good. Although this pine nut tea is old, it was picked by my mother who went to the back mountain to pick it, and instructed the clever slaves to wash it one by one before sealing the jar. It's also that I am reluctant to take it out and drink it, and it has only been aged for a year. The little county lord said lightly, slowly picked up the tea bowl, and drank it softly, and a layer of white mist rising from the tea moistened her eyelashes.

For a while, the people in the house were quiet, only to hear that the raindrops outside the window were much denser, and the rain lines hanging under the eaves of the windows were one by one, like densely woven rain curtains.

Zi Ning secretly avoided sighing, and the little county lord's temper gradually revealed, but he was a simple and kind person. On the contrary, it is Miss Hongying, whose mind is very hidden and unpredictable.

After being silent for a while, Hongying turned her head to look left and right, and said strangely: "Why is it so deserted in the county lord's sister's room, just accompanied by Frost Goose alone, where have all those little maids gone, and even the tea and flower arrangement are only done by Frost Goose?"

The little county lord bowed his head and was silent, only staring at the pine needles in the tea bowl, and the frost goose snorted coldly, "Miss Hongying doesn't know, there have been many things in the past two days, and the little hooves below are not dedicated to serving the county lord, and they are lazy and angry all day long." The county lord looked upset, and sent him to the outer room to do needlework, so as not to be poor and disgusting in this house. ”

Ligu found an opportunity to interject, and followed the words of the frost goose and said: "No, the more they learn, the more they learn, the more unseemly they become, they are all like the cook fox and the girl, only pleasing in front of the eldest princess, serving the county lord half-heartedly." ”

The little county lord was upset when she heard this, but Shuang Yan and Ligu said a word to me, which made her heart a mess. frowned and said, "I know that this is the case, so I don't need to say more." It's just some rough girls, if you get angry with them, you lose your decent identity. ”

Hongying smiled and said, "That's true. I heard that the cook was a clever man, and she was bold and good-looking, so she inevitably caused some pain. These maids who want to come to the inner mansion are all knowledgeable about etiquette, and they are respectful and respectful in front of the eldest princess and the prince, and they are silent, so they naturally don't like their masters. That Zining is unrestrained and not very polite, which makes people look fresh. She smiled and smiled, and a pair of slender and soft eyes peeked at the little princess's expression.

Seeing that the little county lord bowed his head and was silent, Ligu hurriedly came up again, and said hatefully: "The county lord and Miss Hongying can bear her, but I can't bear it." Sooner or later, let her crash into my hands, I can't peel off the skin of that!"

The little county lord glanced up at her, "Aunt Li also said a few words, if you really have that ability, you don't have to be strong here." ”

Seeing that the county took the initiative to be angry, Ligu retreated to the side with a red face, not daring to say anything more.

The little county lord turned his head and saw that the clothes on Hongying's body were embroidered with a begonia pattern, as if the huge and endless begonia petals were swaying on his body, so he quickly turned away from the conversation and said softly: "Your clothes are good-looking, and when you wear them on rainy days, they give birth to some different looks." ”

Hongying lowered her head and stroked the colorful embroidery on her sleeves, and said with a smile: "This dress material was bought by my father from Huan Bao Zhai, and the new style that has just entered Beijing has already been set by the ladies of the Shi clan in the capital. ”

After pausing to speak, he raised his eyes to look at the little county lord, and saw that there was no gloom on her face, and then said: "Does my sister look good like this?"

The little county lord smiled faintly, "This style is also good-looking, but Daddy prefers you." ”

The corners of Hongying's mouth were raised, and she said with a smile: "My sister's clothes are cut by the eldest princess herself, and they must not be through the hands of outsiders. There was a smug look in his tone.

Then he said: "I think of something, and I want to tell the county lord's sister." ”

The little county lord's eyes flashed, and he said, "What's the interesting thing, let's listen to it." ”————