Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 2
Ruixue nodded, it seemed that she had sent her a house fight script.

Coming up is a marriage gift, concubine sister, life is suffering three times, but she just wants to lie down and not fight.

Seeing that there are still rice grains in the bowl, pick it up and clean it up, let's recover first.

It was already dark outside, so I put down the bowls and chopsticks and asked the girl to light the lamp.

"There is no lamp oil. We came to the house yesterday and didn't give anything. The meals for the past two days were secretly delivered by the lady on the big stove." Take it away, if Miss is full, you might as well go to bed early."

Ruixue couldn't help but swear.

"Gan~!"

Why is this girl's situation worse than her own, with such a poor foundation, how can she let herself fight.

She couldn't do anything about it in the past, but she has been here in the future, and she is determined not to be rubbed round and flat again.

In the dark, he climbed onto the dry plank bed covered with only one layer of mattress, when suddenly there was movement in the courtyard.

Someone called "Miss" a few times softly. Hearing the voice, Xiaotao became happy, got out of bed and opened the door.

The person who came was holding a lantern in one hand and a big bundle in the other. He was neatly dressed and had a choking smell of oily smoke on his body.

This is probably the lady that Xiaotao said was bringing food to them.

Ruixue didn't know him, and she couldn't talk nonsense, so she stepped forward to help him up.

This lady dared to come secretly to deliver things, she must have some special relationship with Ruixue.

Sure enough, Xiaotao said excitedly after the person left.

"It turns out that she used to be my wife's dowry. No wonder she took great care of us as soon as we entered the mansion. We won't be afraid of starvation in the future."

Packing up the things in the bag, she picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and handed it to Ruixue's mouth.

"Although Kyoto is prosperous, it is still not as comfortable as being in the village, and only this stuttering can make me feel good.

Miss, try it quickly, it really melts in your mouth, it's not worse than the ones in our village. "

Ruixue turned her head away, her pretty eyebrows knit together.

Just now chatting with that lady, I feel that the situation in the house is really complicated.

If you really want to fight in the house, as a foreigner, you have to use some means to gain a foothold in the mansion.

The original owner, the little white flower, was even more miserable than herself. She was said to be the daughter of the prime minister's mansion, but because of her bad luck, her life was not going well since she was born.

When he was ten years old, his mother passed away, so he had no support in the mansion, and was sent to the Zhuangzi to be raised without asking any questions.

The reason why she was taken back now is because she is about to reach Jiji, and her family is married to the prince who came back from the northern border after being injured.

The marriage between the prime minister's mansion and the royal family, such a good thing would not have happened to a transparent person like her.

However, the prince's reputation is not good, the fate of the lone star, his parents died early, and he was thrown out of the capital when he was very young.

Hearing that he came back this time to heal his injuries, the emperor felt sorry for this nephew and wanted to keep him in the capital, so he proposed a marriage for him.

As soon as the imperial decree is issued, even if Mr. Zuo Xiang is not willing, he can only bite the bullet and accept it.

According to what the cook said, Master Xiang was very dissatisfied with this marriage, and seemed unwilling to have anything to do with King Ning.

The rooster crowed three times, Ruixue got up rubbing her swollen eyes, and reached out to touch the glasses next to the pillow.

It was only then that she realized that this was no longer the world she was familiar with.

The small door in the courtyard was pushed open, and five or six servant girls entered the courtyard with boxes of clothes in their hands.

Ruixue spit out the mouthwash in her mouth, and stared at the beautiful woman walking towards her with straight eyes.

The eyebrows are graceful, the makeup is exquisite, the ring is ding-dong, and the fragrance is overwhelming.

A dark purple skirt made her skin fairer, but there was a faint melancholy between her brows, which made people want to explore.

The woman looked at Rui Xue, frowned even tighter, raised her hand and said.

"You~, hey, forget it."

Turning around, she told the servant girl: "Go and help the eldest lady wash and dress, and move quickly, Mr. Xiang is going to court soon."

Ruixue was embraced by everyone and entered the house, they hurriedly helped her change and put on her clothes.

There is no mirror in the room, and I don't know what I have been made by them.

After leaving the room, the sun that had just leaped onto the wall made her unable to open her eyes.

The beautiful woman frowned, looked at Ruixue who was wearing a light yellow dress, and said: "Your skin is a bit darker, this color doesn't take advantage of you.

But anyway, it's the second lady's wish. I've seen your father, so I'd better go and thank her. "

Although Ruixue was a little confused about the situation, she said less and made fewer mistakes.

Now it's better to listen more and watch more, first clarify the relationship in the mansion, and then make the next step.

Following the beautiful woman out of the courtyard, he walked up through the rockery garden, terraces and waterside pavilions, and entered Xiangye's study.

Before Master Xiang came back, the beautiful woman sat in the upper chair with a tired face, looking at Rui Xuedao who was still standing in the hall.

"Sit down too. After all, you are the daughter of the prime minister's mansion. Now that you're home, you don't have to be too restrained."

Although she was talking to Ruixue, her voice was particularly erratic, her eyes were bright but lacklustre.

"Don't worry about me as the mistress. If there is anything missing, just ask someone to tell me, and I will prepare it for you."

It turns out that this beautiful woman is the stepmother of the prime minister's mansion, and now the head of the house.

Ruixue let out a soft "tsk".

This sister looks like she is only in her early thirties, and she is in her prime.

But looking at her appearance, I'm afraid her life in Xiangfu will be unsatisfactory.

"Master Xiang is back!"

There was a communication sound outside.

Ruixue got up and straightened her appearance. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman pulling the corners of her mouth and putting on a happy expression, but her brows frowned even tighter.

The door was pushed open, and the sunlight that poured into the room completely covered the figures who came in.

Ruixue blinked, and looked up at the man walking towards her.

Tall and thin, elegant and elegant, with a pair of slender eyes, with brilliance flowing in them.

It's just that the light is on the back, making the beautiful eyebrows look very gloomy.

This is Jiang Ruixue's biological father. I didn't expect him to be such a handsome uncle in his 30s.

Ruixue was hesitating whether it would be better to call her father or father, when the man in front of her opened her mouth with contempt.

"Why didn't you know how to salute when you saw your father? You were also very clever when you were young, how come you are like this now?"

Then he looked away, raised his hand and said to the beautiful woman: "Huaiyu, wait for me to change clothes."

Huaiyu stepped forward, touched Ruixue's arm gently as she passed by, held Xiangye's hand, turned and entered the cubicle.

Ruixue was speechless, rolled her eyes, and sat back down again.

What a piece of shit, Mr. Xiang, after all, is a daughter whom I haven't seen for several years.

It's fine to just throw it away, but now that it's needed and brought it back, I blame her for not knowing etiquette.

It doesn't matter if you don't want this kind of scumbag father, he has a bluffing face for nothing.

There were rustling sounds from the compartment, and whispered conversations.

Rui Xue couldn't hear what they were saying.

Just as he was about to get closer, he heard the sound of impact, followed by a suppressed muffled groan.

With a fever at the base of his ears, he hurriedly covered his face.

Isn't this in ancient times, how could it be so unrestrained.

(End of this chapter)