Embroidered golden branches

Chapter 7 How is it related?

When Sangsang returned to her room, she was still in shock. She covered her chest and muttered, "Why did you get involved with him? It's okay now. There won't be any good days in the future."

Sequoia and the others didn't know why, so they just said: "Is the lady talking about Brother Cheng?"

Sangsang nodded, but Luzhi suddenly showed a look of surprise, with confusion on his face.

"He is an excellent man, gentle and polite. If the lady gets close to him, life will be good in the future."

Sangsang chuckled lightly and stopped talking.

But I was thinking secretly that that guy was really well disguised.

At this moment, Sequoia suddenly looked out, with a trace of worry on her brows. Sangsang noticed something strange about her and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Sequoia stuck his head out and replied: "It's getting dark soon. It stands to reason that there should be a boy coming to add charcoal to the fire, but there is no one there."

Only then did Sang Sang look at the charcoal brazier in the house. The flame was dying. The warmth in the room seemed to have gradually stopped with the charcoal fire, and the chill gradually rose from the soles of her feet.

Lu Zhi volunteered, said he was going to ask, and then disappeared without a trace. The two of them had to wait for Lu Zhi to come back, otherwise they might not be able to sleep tonight given the weather.

Today is really unlucky.

Sangsang thought secretly.

After waiting for a while, there was still no one in sight. It was pitch black outside. Sangsang sat on the edge of the bed in boredom with his chin propped up, sighing faintly.

"Miss, I'm back."

Luzhi hurriedly walked in from outside the house. I thought she would be holding a charcoal fire, but at a glance, she had nothing in her hands and her face didn't look good.

"Why didn't you get the charcoal?" Sangsang walked closer and looked behind her.

Luzhi's expression was evasive, his lips and teeth were murmuring, and he hesitated to speak. Sangsang touched his chin and speculated: "Looking at your expression, could it be that someone gave an order not to allow us to take it?"

Luzhi nodded in affirmation.

Sangsang narrowed his eyes slightly and thought carefully. The dinner party just now was tense and the atmosphere was solemn. He must have been resented by someone.

Wei Lingyi?
Sang Sang thought to herself and shook her head. Although she was new here, she still knew that Wei Lingyi was not the one who hated her because of Wei Cheng.

In this way, I am afraid that only Wei Lingyin and Wei Lingzhi are possible.

Sequoia asked aloud: "Miss Cousin, what should we do next?"

There was respect in her tone. For some reason, although the cousin in front of her was young, Sequoia always felt that she was calm in her bones and should not be underestimated.

Sequoia looked at Sangsang quietly in front of him, his eyes revealing expectation.

However, Sangsang turned around, jumped onto the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt, and yawned, "What else can I do? It's so late, I can only sleep."

As she spoke, she squinted her eyes, as if she was really asleep.

Sequoia was silent, a trace of disappointment suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Sang Sang naturally caught all this in her eyes. A maid has always been attached to her master. If the master is strong, she will have a good life. If the master is weak, he may be bullied. It's no wonder that Sequoia is disappointed with her. I'm afraid she is worried that she will not be able to live with her in the future. Better off.

But Sangsang thought clearly.

Wei Cheng was just acting on a whim, and he might stay away from her after a while. If he had any conflict with them during this period, it would be more than worth the loss. He could only tolerate this trivial matter for now.

The two of them left Sequoia, and the night was getting darker. Although the quilt was thick, it could not withstand the wanton cold air, which silently penetrated and eroded.

Sure enough, the next day Sangsang sneezed and caught the wind and cold.

After having dinner in the morning, Mrs. Wei prepared to find a wife for Sangsang. After all, she joined the Wei family and was a respectable family, so naturally she had to be literate.As soon as the topic started, Wei Cheng responded, "How about I teach her!"

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Sangsang. She seemed to have lost the vitality of the past few days and was depressed.

Could this little girl be frightened by him?

Wei Cheng frowned and heard Mrs. Wei asking Sang Sang: "Sang Sang, what do you think Brother Cheng is teaching you?"

Mrs. Wei has a kind-hearted look on her face, and her smile is especially bright when she mentions Brother Cheng's childhood.

Wei Lingyin, who was standing next to her, snorted coldly and said quickly: "I think Brother Cheng has learned a lot, so coming to teach her is just making a fuss out of a molehill."

"I think so." Wei Lingzhi rarely united the front with Wei Lingyin.

Mrs. Wei didn't speak, her emotions could not be seen.

Finally, it was Wei Lingyi who broke the deadlock, "Let Miss Biao make her own choice!"

Wei Cheng looked at Sangsang silently.

Sang Sang just responded lightly and didn't even look at him. Wei Cheng suddenly felt a little tight in his chest. He looked at her quietly, "Why don't we start from today! I will take Sang Sang after dinner. Go to the study!"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Lingzhi and Wei Lingyin's expressions changed instantly, and they both glared at Sangsang, as if they wanted to kill her.

"Now that Brother Cheng has spoken, the matter is settled!" Mrs. Wei smiled, with a wrinkle at the corner of her eyes.

Even though Wei Lingyin and Wei Lingyin were still dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do about it.

After the meal, I could only watch as Sang Sang left with Wei Cheng.

Sang Sang has been following Wei Cheng obediently. She was exposed to the cold wind all night yesterday, and now she feels uncomfortable and weak. She should be more careful about Wei Cheng, but she really can't cheer up.

It can only be settled when it comes.

Seeing that Wei Cheng did not lead her to the study room in the mansion, she became a little more alert and asked cautiously: "Where are we going?"

Wei Cheng turned around and smiled, "Of course I'm going to my study."

Sang Sang suddenly realized, yes, he had always been favored by Mrs. Wei, so naturally he could have a study to himself.

As he spoke, he had already arrived at the door of the room. He was greeted by a strong scent of ink and books. The decoration in the study was simple and elegant, but extraordinary handwriting was everywhere. At a glance, everything was of the highest quality.

The study room is spacious. In addition to two desks, rows of bookshelves are filled with books, and there are countless Four Treasures of Ink Fragrance.

Sangsang opened her eyes silently.

Wei Cheng didn't think so. He sat in front of the desk on the left hand side, casually picked up the scroll on the side, and then asked her: "Can you sharpen ink?"

"No." Sangsang shook his head.

"Come here, I'll teach you." Wei Cheng propped up his chin with the scroll in his hand and looked at her with a smile on his face.

Sangsang couldn't help but shudder, and slowly moved over.

He moved the inkstone over, dripped a few drops of water, and slowly ground the ink stick in his knuckled hand. The water on the inkstone gradually turned dark black, reflecting in his dark pupils, showing no joy.

Since you want to learn, you must study hard.

With this idea in mind, Sangsang took it seriously, but she didn't expect that she would spend the rest of the time grinding ink.

Grinding it, her hands were sore.

(End of this chapter)