idle mistress

Chapter 200

Shopkeeper Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he fixed his eyes and recognized her: "It's Miss Shen?"

Seeing Shen Qing nodding, he quickly looked around, full of doubts in his heart: "Miss Shen, why are you...?"

Some time ago, notices that Dr. Mu was wanted were posted all over the street. Later, when he heard that the brother and sister were both arrested, he felt very sorry for it.

Unexpectedly, the person who was supposed to be in the big prison appeared in front of him safe and sound at this moment, and he was dressed in a luxurious manner.

Shopkeeper Chen was extremely surprised by this.

"It's a long story, Old Chen, I want to ask you for help."

"You say, I will help if I can."

Shen Qing nodded, pretending to look for medicine, and stuffed a note in the palm of her hand into a medicine jar in front of Shopkeeper Chen, and said, "Please give me two liang of fritillary fritillary."

"Okay!" Shopkeeper Chen felt overjoyed, and brought a handful of Chuanbei to her face: "Ma'am, look at the appearance of the Chuanbei in my house, you won't find anything like this in Quancangcheng."

Shen Qing pretended to inspect the goods, lowered her voice and said:
"Please send that note to Hao Guanhua, the daughter of Hao Zhizhou."

Shopkeeper Chen gave her a wink to show that he knew...

Not long after, Shen Qing walked out of the herb shop with a pack of Fritillaria sichuanensis, Zhao Yan was still in line, she walked over, Zhao Yan saw what she was holding, and asked, "What did you buy?"

She raised her hand: "Chuan Fritillaria, good cough medicine."

Zhao Yan took the medicine from her hand, and said: "The medicinal materials at home are all high-quality tributes. When I return to Huai City, I will take good care of you."

Hearing this, Shen Qing realized that the home he was talking about was the palace far away in Huaicheng, not the Yeyun Courtyard where the two of them live now...
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When Lu Huijuan came to the kitchen, she saw that the ingredients to be processed had piled up into a hill. She was very dissatisfied, and she couldn't help complaining: "It's not a banquet, what are you doing with so much?"

A cook next to him answered, "This is food for more than 30 people, not too much."

"Why do you have to cook for thirty more people?"

The cook shook her head, saying she didn't know.

The two of them worked for more than an hour before finishing the ingredients.

The cook put the ingredients in a large pot and stir-fried them casually, added white rice, filled four large wooden barrels, and asked her and another person to send them to Quantai.

As far as Lu Huijuan knew, this spring platform was a viewing platform of Yeyunyuan, and the road was quite far away, so delivering meals was a laborious task.

She was extremely unwilling to take this trip in her heart, so she wrote all her dissatisfaction on her face, and even muttered in her mouth: "Can you find someone else? I am a woman with little strength, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth. When I come back to eat I can't even eat it."

Little did they know that the room manager was also a stickler, and said without any room for negotiation:

"Are you here to work or to enjoy the blessings? If you are afraid that you will not be able to eat, you can eat this big pot of rice with the craftsmen at the Quantai."

Lu Huijuan hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I'm going now, you have to leave me food."

Who wants to eat that big pot of rice with a group of rough and sweaty men.

Just looking at the appearance of the food in the wooden barrel makes me lose my appetite.

In order to have a good bite, Lu Huijuan didn't dare to delay, picked up two buckets and walked to Quantai.

She has done a lot of heavy lifting since she was a child. Although the two buckets are heavy, she handles them with ease.

When they came to Quantai soon, all the craftsmen rushed to see the food delivery person.

Lu Huijuan was making meals for this group of people, and from time to time looked up at the stage set up by this group of people. She felt that the appearance looked familiar, so she couldn't help asking curiously: "Are you building a stage?"

"See it? The girl has good eyesight."

Set up a stage here?For whom?

Lu Huijuan was puzzled, but since there is a stage, there must be opera singing.You know, she's a serious movie fan.

Lu Huijuan couldn't help but began to look forward to it, and kept an eye on the movement on the other side of the spring platform.

As expected, after rushing to work, the stage was set up in two days. I heard that His Royal Highness King Ling invited the popular opera troupe from Cangcheng, Xi Congban came to Quantai to sing.

As soon as the news came out, Lu Huijuan couldn't sit still.

When it came time to inquire about the opening time of the play, she even changed shifts with others, and came to Quantai early to occupy an excellent position.

There are also many maids and servants who don't need to be on duty. The manager said that these servants are allowed to watch the show, provided that they don't delay their daily work.

Another point is not to get too close to the stage.

There is a special seat on the other side of the lotus pond, probably for the master to watch the play.

After waiting there under the sun for about half an hour, the play finally started, and it turned out to be a play that Lu Huijuan especially liked to watch... Farewell My Concubine.

But soon, she discovered the problem.

The position where these slaves watch the opera is completely separated from the stage by a lotus pond.

Watching a movie like this has the same effect as scratching your shoes...it's not fun.

Watching and watching, Lu Huijuan began to feel uneasy, pulled Guilan beside her, and walked forward a little bit over the circular bridge on the water corridor. Halfway, a sharp-eyed guard stopped them and did not let them go any further. step.

Although this position is not very clear, but it can still be seen.

The two just stood there without moving, looking at each other, Guilan next to her grabbed her hand, pointed to a theater seat on the opposite bank and said:

"Sister Huijuan, look, isn't that Biyu and Hui'an? They are actually able to watch in front of the stage. They are so close that you can even see Yuji's hair. I really envy the dead."

"Where?" Lu Huijuan looked in the direction Guilan pointed.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when she looked at it, she couldn't help being stunned... Inadvertently, she saw a person she shouldn't have seen sitting there watching the show, with a relaxed appearance.

Lu Huijuan couldn't believe it, she couldn't help rubbing her eyes with her hand, and then fixed her eyes, it was still the face she was all too familiar with.

"Guilan, do you know who that woman is?"

"which one?"

She pointed.

Seeing this, Guilan was startled, and quickly knocked off her hand: "Sister Huijuan, don't point fingers, that's the woman of His Royal Highness Lingwang. Didn't you see that Biyu and Hui'an are waiting by the side?"

"The woman of His Royal Highness Mausoleum? Isn't it? Do you know what her background is? To be a woman of Mausoleum King, her background must not be simple?"

"I don't know about this. Everyone privately said that Miss Shen's origin is unknown, but His Royal Highness Ling is in severe pain. This stage was specially set up for her alone. Everyone regards her as the master of the Yeyun Courtyard." The hostess will look at it and dare not neglect it at all."

"You said she was the Shen family?"

Guilan nodded: "Everyone calls her Miss Shen."

Hearing this, Lu Huijuan was shocked.

She knew that Guilan had a good relationship with Biyu, and they often met, and that Biyu was the person serving in front of His Highness King Ling, so what she said could not be wronged.

(End of this chapter)