The Road of the Concubine's First Wife

Chapter 1 The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold

Snowflakes were falling one after another. This was the first snowfall since the beginning of winter. It had not stopped for four days and nights. It made people want to stay in the house and not go anywhere.

"Miss Jiu is still embroidering that sachet?" A second-class maid named Mei Xiang gently pushed the window open a crack, looking towards Miss Jiu's boudoir and asked.

"It should be. I saw it yesterday, but it's still a lot short of embroidery. What's the matter? Sister Mei Xiang wants to ask Miss Jiu for it? It's true, isn't the plum blossom embroidered on Miss Jiu's sachet just right?" Your name." Lu Zhi, the little maid who had a good relationship with Mei Xiang, said with a teasing smile.

"It's a pity, sister Mei Xiang, you are not in the wife's room. If you are in the wife's room, it would be an easy thing to ask Miss Jiu for a sachet." A third-class maid named Liu Er said casually.

"Do you think I don't want to? It's because my old lady doesn't have that much face in front of my wife, otherwise who would want to serve in Miss Jiu's yard." Mei Xiang glanced at everyone and said slowly.

All the maids and maids in the room were stunned. Although they were absolutely unwilling to serve in Miss Nine's courtyard, none of them dared to speak out in public like this. This Mei Xiang is really bold.

But the old lady named Mei Xiang used to serve in the wife's room, no matter how shameless she is, she belongs to the wife.Beat the dog to see the owner, Mei Xiangxiang decided that even if these people gossip about it in front of Miss Jiu, Miss Jiu would not dare to do anything to herself.

These words from the servant's room were mixed with the wind and snow, but still faintly reached Qiao Jiuxiu's ears, but just as Mei Xiang thought in her heart, Qiao Jiuxiu really couldn't do anything to Mei Xiang.

"If it was Qiao Jiuxiu from before, I'm afraid she couldn't help but argue with Mei Xiang, and then switch back to my wife and say no to face." Qiao Jiuxiu thought this way, and the hand holding the embroidery needle didn't even shake.

"Miss..." Jinxiu, the second-class maid beside Qiao Jiuxiu, hesitated to speak.

Jinxiu has heard this kind of bastard talk a lot, but she has never said it in front of Qiao Jiuxiu. It's not that she is unfaithful, it's just that she said such words to the young lady, it's just Miss Tuzeng's troubles, but this time, those scumbags are too arrogant Some of them dared to spread to the young lady's ears. She was really worried that the young lady would not be able to bear it.

"Jinxiu, do you know what the origin of my sachet is?" Qiao Jiuxiu casually glanced at Jinxiu and asked.

Jinxiu is loyal and not impatient. She is the type she likes, but sometimes she still can't see through it.

"Miss once said that this sachet is called Plum Blossom Fragrance comes from the bitter cold." Jinxiu replied respectfully.

Miss has said this for three years, and Jinxiu has also heard it for three years.Although I didn't understand the meaning of what Miss said at first, but after listening to it a lot, I gradually understood it.But if she had a choice, she really hoped that Miss would not make this plum blossom. Plum blossoms bloom against the wind and snow. Beauty is beautiful, but it is still a bit bitter after all.

The ladies of the Qiao Mansion, not to mention those who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, were born peonies, peonies, rich and powerful, who knew that when they came to Miss Nine, they turned into plum blossoms that can only bloom in the bitter cold, Asking people to think about it makes them feel worthless.

However, there is no one to blame for this. If you want to blame, you can only blame Miss Jiu's biological mother, Aunt Liu, who was spoiled and spoiled, and even his wife often ignored her. Unable to turn over, she dragged Miss Jiu down.

"Yeah, plum blossoms bloom from the bitter cold. Those gossips are nothing more than snowstorms that make the winter plum blossoms bloom. You care so much about what to do. By the way, when the wintersweet blossoms bloom later, remember to pick some for me to smoke and dry." , it fits right in this sachet." Qiao Jiuxiu smiled and said calmly.

Qiao Jiuxiu really doesn't care, it's been three years, if she wants to care, she doesn't know whether Qiao Jiuxiu can survive these three years.

Three years ago, the owner of this body, Qiao Jiuxiu, drowned, and the one who woke up was the current Qiao Jiuxiu, a modern college student.

From the initial hesitation to the final resignation, she has also experienced a lot.

She was once a delicate girl held in the hands of her parents, she was once a good student whom the teachers were satisfied with, she was once a good friend who was trusted by others, but once she woke up from her dream, she became the concubine and mistress of the Liang dynasty Qiao's mansion. If you don't like it, the servant will be contemptuous.

Accepting her fate means accepting Qiao Jiuxiu's fate, she can't go back to modern times, she can only be Qiao Jiuxiu of the Daliang Dynasty.

Not accepting her fate means not admitting that the mistress doesn't like servants to be contemptuous. She also wants to live a good life, and she doesn't want any servant to be contemptuous and insult her. If she wants to stand out, she must first bow her head.She bowed her head to the mistress, Mrs. Qiao's house.

Everything the wife says is right, and she respects all the maids and servants around the wife.If she dares to do this, she is not afraid of others saying that she only laughs at the end, isn't she?

Qiao Jiuxiu gently sewed the last thread into the stamen, looked at the few winter plum blossoms on the sachet facing the wind and snow, and smiled silently, very happily.

"Miss Nine's sachet is really well embroidered, the plum blossoms seem to be alive, and they seem to be able to smell a fragrance." Jinxiu praised sincerely.

Qiao Jiuxiu smiled lightly, as if she had received Jinxiu's praise.

She, Qiao Jiuxiu, could bear this praise.Hard training day and night, three years of hard work, at least ten years of hard work.

"Miss Jiu is tired, I'll rub it for you." After saying that, Jinxiu was about to step forward to massage Qiao Jiuxiu.

Qiao Jiuxiu pinched her arm and said, "There's no hurry, you can pour me a cup of hot tea to keep me warm. I didn't feel it just now, but now I feel a little cold."

"Miss Nine knows it's cold right now. Just now, the servant girl said to close the window, but Miss Nine refused to let her go." Jinxiu picked up the teapot that had been kept hot next to the charcoal basin and poured Qiao Jiuxiu a cup of hot tea. It was complaining and half distressed.

Qiao Jiuxiu took the teacup, took a sip beautifully, then looked at Jin Xiu and smiled, and said, "If you're not in the wind and snow, how can you appreciate the character of Han Mei."

Qiao Jiuxiu doesn't mind Jinxiu's attitude, if there is one person in this mansion who can sincerely treat her well, then this person must be Jinxiu.Jinxiu is one year older than herself, and she regards herself as both her master and younger sister, and she naturally keeps this affection in her heart.

If there is no Jinxiu, can she survive these three years?Qiao Jiuxiu didn't know.If you don't even have someone who can speak with confidence, your heart will be distorted, right?The biological mother in name only saw her from a distance a few times, as if she was afraid of contact with her.

Just as she was thinking, someone stood outside the door and shouted: "Miss Nine, Madam sent you to the main room."

No one informed, the girls hid in the house to enjoy the fire, the voice was serious and abrupt.

"It sounds like the emerald jade in the wife's courtyard. Jinxiu, go and have a look. I'll go by myself, so that no one will think I'm acting like a young lady." Qiao Jiuxiu put down the teacup and opened the curtain to go outside.

"It's Cuiyu, wait a minute, I'll change my clothes and go see my wife." Seeing that it was really Cuiyu, Qiao Jiuxiu said kindly.

"Miss Jiu, let's go now, there's no need to change your clothes, my wife summoned me urgently, if Miss Jiu is late, my wife's slaves will not be offended," Cuiyu said eagerly.

"Okay, it's too windy and snowy, I'll let you go after I change my shoes." Qiao Jiuxiu said.

"Miss Nine, please hurry up, my wife is in a hurry, otherwise the servants would not dare to urge Miss Nine, please forgive me." Cuiyu said.No matter how it is actually used, the ones in the wife's yard are all smart, and they will never leave any tricks to deceive the master.

"I understand. You come in to avoid the wind and snow, and I'll be fine soon." Qiao Jiuxiu said with a smile, and turned back to the room while talking.

Jinxiu cleverly took out a thick squirrel brocade cape from the room and tied it on Qiao Jiuxiu's shoulders, and took a pair of soft deerskin boots for Qiao Jiuxiu to put on.

"I'll come by myself, and you have to go with me. Get a thick cloak and change into a pair of boots." As she said, Qiao Jiuxiu took the boots from Jinxiu's hand and took off the embroidered shoes at home and put them on.

And Jinxiu also took the opportunity to change into a pair of wooden-soled rabbit leather boots, and took a thick cotton-inlaid cloak to tie on.

After Jinxiu changed her clothes, seeing that Cuiyu had no intention of urging her, she took a copper hand stove from the cabinet, put a few pieces of charcoal into the charcoal basin, stuffed it into Qiao Jiuxiu's hand, and said, "Miss, don't freeze your hands. .”

Qiao Jiuxiu took the stove and held it in her hands, and smiled at Jinxiu again, as a personal maid, she always thinks of her in everything.

After both of them had changed their boots and tied their cloaks, it was only half a stick of incense, Qiao Jiuxiu looked at Cuiyu who hadn't entered outside the courtyard, and said, "Let's go, I'm tired of waiting in this wind and snow for a long time. .”

"Miss Nine is serious, this is the duty of a servant girl." Cuiyu said softly, there was indeed no impatience in her tone.

Jinxiu held up a painted oil-paper umbrella and followed Qiao Jiuxiu half a step behind, blocking most of the wind and snow for her.

The yard was full of snow, and the woman in charge of cleaning didn't know where to hide from the wind and snow. The three of them walked towards the main house with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Along the way, the three of them were silent.It's just that Qiao Jiuxiu's heart was fluttering like fifteen buckets.Because of the birth mother, Aunt Six, the wife doesn't like her, this is well known in the house.On weekdays, except for morning and evening appointments and family banquets, my wife never summoned her, but this time my wife called her suddenly, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.

He intends to ask Cuiyu, but seeing her silent look, he realizes that he can't ask anything.

The people in the wife's yard are the most serious-mouthed. It is said that there was a time when someone imitated a sentence that the wife said, and the wife knew about it. Without even asking, she called the matchmaker to come to the mansion to sell him out.From then on, the subordinates will know that the wife hates the people below to chew their tongues.

Forget it, when soldiers come to block her, and water comes to cover her up, whether it's a blessing or a curse, she'll just play by ear.As Qiao Jiuxiu was walking, thinking, her steps couldn't help but become faster.

(End of this chapter)