Houmen's concubine

Chapter 88

Xie Yuheng looked at the little girl's face so disobedient and unpleasant.

Why are her eyebrows thicker?

The little cherry lips are also thicker.

The most important thing is why is the little girl's skin as bright as jade so dark yellow?
Play ugly?
Who is Xie Yuheng?

Immersed in officialdom for several years, he is used to observing words and deeds, he is a fighter among foxes!

How could Wang Tonger's little trick slip through his shrewd eyes?

He calmly took out the brocade handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, dipped it in the washbasin, walked up to her, held her chin with one hand, and took the water-soaked brocade handkerchief from her with the other. His eyebrows began to rub down.

"Forehead?"

Before Wang Tong'er could react, Xie Yuheng immediately presented a charming palm-sized face with bright white teeth, like peeling an eggshell.

Xie Yuheng couldn't help rubbing the delicate skin similar to albumen with his callused thumb, and a red mark appeared on his small face immediately.

Xie Yuheng smiled lightly and said, "Tsk! It's really delicate."

"Huang Yu didn't give you any jewelry?" Xie Yuheng asked in a cold voice when she saw that not only was there no headgear on her hair, nor was there any trace of jewelry on her wrist.

"Yes, but the servant girl is not used to wearing it, and also finds it heavy."

In her previous life, she had short hair since she was a child, and she didn't wear a ponytail until college.

It's not like the hair is long and thick now, and there is still a trick on the head.Put some gold hairpins and jade hairpins on it, I guess I have to walk with my head on my head.

I really admire the ancient women, with so many headdresses on their heads, they can still act as usual, talk and laugh freely.

Xie Yuheng chuckled lightly: "Pretentious!"

"Don't call yourself maidservant!" Xie Yuheng somehow couldn't hear her call "servant maid".

It was probably Wang Tong'er's words "I'd rather be a maidservant than his concubine" that made him respond.

Wang Tong'er looked up at him upon hearing the sound, and asked, "What do you call a servant girl?"

A concubine?
Forgive me for not being able to shout out!

"You!" Xie Yuheng was about to get angry, but looking at the sad eyes of the little girl, he swallowed the words of scolding her, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Call 'slave'".

Ho, ho ho...
A word is missing, isn’t the original meaning the same?

Ever since Xie Yuheng forced Wang Tong'er to be his concubine that day, something seemed to have gradually changed. She no longer fawned on her in front of her, and stood there with a blank expression, waiting for Xie Yuheng to speak.

Xie Yuheng ignored her displeasure, and said softly, "Go and practice calligraphy by yourself."

"Oh."

Wang Tonger thought that as long as she no longer had physical contact with her, she could practice calligraphy.

An hour later, when Xiaomo and Xiaoyan came in with fruit cakes, they found that the two of them were far away from each other, sitting on each side without disturbing each other, one was reading and the other was practicing calligraphy.

Xiao Mo went to the coffee table to make tea for Xie Yuheng. Wang Tong'er had seen him making tea many times, he had both physical and spiritual skills, and his tea skills were not bad.

It's just that his way of making tea fell into her eyes, it was really not enough, such an exquisite tea set wasted.

She didn't know that in order to make a pot of good tea for her master, Xiaomo specially hired a teacher to learn the art, and this is how she has the tea skills she has today.

Wang Tong'er used to be a person who loved tea and knew how to make tea, and she was very good at making tea.

The first is that she met a good master, and the second is that she has her own talent.

She never uses complicated and cumbersome utensils to make tea, just one bowl and one stove is enough.

In her previous life, whenever she was free, she would make pots of tea for Grandpa and the others.

The two old people are happier whenever drinking the tea made by Wang Tong'er, which is like drinking fine wine, than eating delicacies from mountains and seas.

I don't know if it's my own tea art or the two old people who are supporting me?
She first made tea by pouring boiling water from the stove into a bowl at high speed, without rushing.

Compared to other people who wished to bring all the exquisite and luxurious tea utensils up there, Wang Tong'er seemed a bit crude.

But it is her simple tea making technique that can turn the dry, flat, silver-gray tea leaves into green and tender buds, as if they are still blooming on the branches in early spring, which is pleasing to the eye.

When you drink it in your mouth, the fragrance will remain in your mouth, and the unique taste is wonderful...

She didn't want to show off her unique tea skills, but showed Xie Yuheng how to make tea for him.

Cleverly taking and plundering, taking herself as a concubine regardless of other people's wishes.snort!

Xie Yuheng didn't know that Wang Tong'er despised him in her heart, seeing her glance at Xiao Mo from time to time, thinking that she was also thirsty and wanted to drink tea.

In a good mood, he ordered Xiao Mo: "Pour her a cup of tea too."

Wang Tong'er knew that she had to thank him first if she wanted to drink the tea or not: "Servant, slave, thank you son."

When Xiao Mo came over, he took it with both hands, and then thanked: "Thank you, brother Mo."

When Xie Yuheng heard this, he was immediately displeased and said, "Just call him Xiaomo next time."

"Oh."

All right, you are the master, so you can call me whatever you want.

While drinking tea, Xie Yuheng took a look at the calligraphy that Wang Tonger had just practiced, "Well, not bad." He nodded with satisfaction.

I didn't expect the little girl to be really spiritual. She has only been in Qingsongyuan for a few months, and she can write so authentically in Zanhua Xiaokai.

But after all, she is a woman, more than delicate, but not strong enough.

When it was noon, Xiaoyan knocked on the door of the study room and reminded softly: "Master, it's time for lunch."

"En." Xie Yuheng put down the book in his hand, agreed, stood up and went to the washbasin shelf to clean his hands.Looking up and seeing that she was still in a daze, she reminded: "Let's go."

He was taking her to Huiju Garden, so that everyone in the mansion would know that she was already in his room.

Otherwise, now that she is not a servant girl, she doesn't need to follow him to serve him in Huiju Garden, and just stay and eat in Qingsongyuan.

"Oh."

She couldn't help shedding two lines of lasagna in her heart, she would rather be a maidservant than a concubine, she really didn't want to leave the Qingsong Courtyard, exclude people from the courtyard, and go outside to live in the world.

If someone else becomes the master's concubine, they will show off.

Wang Tong'er found it embarrassing.

This is the result of different personal ideas.

Although the change of her identity may not be seen from her hairstyle, the clothes she is wearing are not the clothes of a maid.

Besides, ever since she and Xie Yuheng went to Ganzhou, there have been rumors in the mansion that she was taken over by the eldest son.

Her dressing up like this today just confirmed the credibility of the rumors, and it was true.

Sure enough, during the short ten-minute journey from Qingsongyuan to Huijuyuan, apart from the rare respect, all the eyes were envious and jealous.

Even when she went to Huiju Garden and met Mrs. Rong, Mrs. Zhongyonghou, she still looked at Wang Tong'er with complicated eyes.

Seeing Rong's eyes staring at her deeply, Wang Tong'er had no choice but to go forward and bow to bless her, and said politely: "I have seen Mrs. Hou Ye!"

　Wang Tong'er is playing ugly, who is Xie Yuheng?

　　Immersed in officialdom for several years, he is used to observing words and deeds, he is a fighter among foxes!

　　How could Wang Tonger's little trick slip through his shrewd eyes?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)