Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 57
In the past three days, Ruixue's yard was exceptionally quiet, and no messy people came to disturb her.

Apart from not being able to go out, there is no other inconvenience.

Every day there was news, thrown into her yard from the back wall along with the bricks.

Are you here to deliver meals? Every time I come, I see Ruixue lying in front of the desk and practicing calligraphy seriously.

She is safe here, but I heard that the mansion has already been boiled.

For a top wealthy family in Kyoto like Xiangfu, the daily socializing and entertainment, courtesy and courtesy, is a very cumbersome and unavoidable link.

When Huaiyu was there, she arranged all matters, big or small, in an orderly manner, and Jiang Huai never thought it was a big deal.

Five or six days have passed since Huaiyu released herself, and no one cares about these trivial matters.

At the beginning, the servants in the mansion were still able to deal with it step by step according to the previous practice.

But there is no one to wind up the clockwork, and various emergencies occur frequently, and no one can be found to solve them.

It's only been five or six days, and the Xiangfu is like a stopped machine, unable to turn.

Not to mention that no one entertained the visiting guests, which made Jiang Huai lose face.

Huaiyu didn't send him to the court, he even wore the wrong court clothes in the early court, and lost his dignity in front of the Holy Majesty and all the courtiers.

Only then did I realize how serious the situation would be without the mistress in the mansion.

Huaiyu Shuangshang Online, when it was controlled by Jiang Huai, was very popular among the noble ladies in Kyoto.

In addition to the politics in the court, there is also a kind of politics in the capital circle called concubine politics. Huaiyu has contributed a lot to Jiang Huai in this regard.

Jiang Huai has a headache now, he knows that Huaiyu can't die early, but he was really angry with Huaiyu that day.

Thinking that she is seriously ill, send her to Zhuangzi for a little punishment, and pick her up when she can move around.

Unexpectedly, there are no people now, and Gu Yu is working as a steward in Prince Ning's mansion. I heard that it is because Yunliang Pavilion has accepted the commission of King Ning.

Huaiyu's daring to treat him like this has something to do with Guyu's current situation.

But Jiang Huai is very clear about the situation of the two of them, Gu Yu has neither the ability nor the possibility to take the risk to rob Huai Yu.

But apart from Gu Yu, Jiang Huai couldn't think of anyone else who would rob Huai Yu.

He also wondered if there would be people in the mansion who would submit to Huaiyu, just like Li Ningshuang back then.

After careful inspection from beginning to end, nothing suspicious was found, and the three women did not give any useful clues until their death.

Jiang Huai couldn't help but wonder if he had been too relaxed these years, making these people less afraid of him before.

Looking at the bill of tens of thousands of taels of silver at hand, Jiang Huai always felt that his breath was stuck in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Frowning rarely, his elegant face looked gloomy and sinister: "You said most of these things entered Prince Ning's Mansion?"

"Return to Xiangye, that's right." The accountant in the mansion has been kneeling here for half a day, from the time Xiangye went to court, until he came back from court, he did not dare to move.

Jiang Huai felt a little resentful, and clenched his outstretched fingers into fists. Xia Huaiyu really understood him and knew how to cut flesh from him.

He grabbed the bill and handed it out: "Rearrange these bills and double the amount. I have to get this bill back."

The accountant dragged his lower limbs like needles, crawled forward, took it respectfully, and replied: "Yes."

There was a rumor outside that there was a visitor, Jiang Huai looked at the name post and threw it away.

He said annoyedly: "Just dismiss it casually, and ask Lin Xiaoniang to come out first. Then send some more people, and I must find Xia Huaiyu back for me."

When Lin Xiaoniang got the news, she didn't care about her unhealed injury, she limped and started her dream of taking charge.

If she really expected this, that's fine, but she is addicted to food, and she wants to get involved in everything, making the chaotic situation worse.

When Jiang Huai met friends, the tea and snacks were not served properly, and the banquet was even more messy. One colleague even swelled into a pig's head in front of his eyes because he ate seafood that induced allergies.

The successive accidents severely damaged Jiang Huai's prestige in the circle.

On the seventh day after Huaiyu left, I missed her.

At this time, Huaiyu was sitting by the window of the wooden building blowing the river breeze, watching the boats on the river casting nets to catch fish.

Shibalipu is a good place. The houses are built along the river. Because of the humidity, they are all stilted buildings built with bamboo and wood structures.

The architectural style is completely different from that of the city of Kyoto, perhaps with some clear water style that Huaiyu has never seen before.

Most of the people living here are Bishui refugees left behind in Dalan. They have loud voices, are enthusiastic and cheerful, and always have a smile on their faces.

It seems that nothing can beat them down.

When you catch a big fish, you have to show it off loudly, and when you cook a good meal, you have to ask the neighbors to come over and taste it.

Huaiyu rested her chin on her hand, with a slight smile on her lips, listening to the noise from downstairs.

The cool river wind messed up the broken hair on her sideburns. She thought it was good and it was time to let go.

Close your eyes, and gradually fell asleep.

When the little girl came in with the medicine bowl, she saw Huaiyu lying quietly on the floor, and when she stepped forward, her breath was already very weak.

He hurriedly called Yao Lao to diagnose and treat her, he gave her another injection, and then administered medicine, and finally rescued her after a long time.

She woke up, but lost her energy, and asked her without saying anything, as if what was panting now was just a body.

Yao Lao sighed: "Physical illnesses are easy to cure, but mental illnesses are difficult to heal. The eldest lady is still young, so there is nothing she can't overcome. Miss wants to save you, so you can't give up on yourself."

Huaiyu remained silent, turned over, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

She already knew that it was Rui Xue who sent her here. It seems that what Li Ningshuang left Rui Xue was not only the title deed of Shibalipu.

In the past few days, she has also known some things here, presumably Wanwan has been hiding her clumsiness, even Jiang Huai was deceived by her.

After finishing the matter of Gu Yu, she thought, she would send Wan Wan to marry and see her stay away from Jiang Huai, so that she could leave with peace of mind.

Now I just feel that I am ridiculous, Gu Yu doesn't need me, and neither does Wanwan.

What she has been doing is to keep putting shackles on herself. They will live well for a long time without themselves.

She knew her body. When she was used as an official prostitute, a bowl of Juezi's soup was poured down, which destroyed her foundation as a woman.

The illness procrastinated and never recovered, and she had no intention of taking care of it, so she gradually got used to it.

By Jiang Huai's side, one needs to concentrate all the time, and the energy expended in taking care of the trivial matters of the prime minister's house is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Fortunately, she has no regrets now, and everyone she wants to protect is safe.

Let Gu Yu avenge Xiahou Mansion's revenge. She is tired and just wants to leave innocently.

But why do I still feel a little reluctant, I want to take another look at Guyu's face, I want to discuss those wonderful poems with Ruixue again, and I want to blow the river breeze in Shibalipu again.

Huaiyu grasped the quilt tightly, tears slowly falling down.

How funny, Xia Huaiyu, aren't you a little too greedy?

(End of this chapter)