Chapter 41

Aunt Dong, it is said that she is one year older than Zhao Shu, but time seems to have left no trace on her body, and her figure is still graceful and graceful. She was the first room that the old lady in the mansion arranged for Zhao Feng. Unfortunately, After slipping a tire a few years ago, I never got pregnant again.

Another stunning beauty is Yan Xiaoqi's biological mother, Aunt Song.The second lady bought it from outside, washed it clean and sent it to Zhao's study on her own initiative.

When women compete for favor, although there are many tricks, in the final analysis, there are only a few.I can't compete with myself, and I always subconsciously want to find a good foreign aid. This is how Aunt Song was bought into the house.

Aunt Song's life experience was very bleak and rough. She was sold directly to human traffickers by her cruel parents because of her outstanding appearance.

And because her appearance became more prominent as she got older, she was changed hands one after another, and finally bought by the second lady after a while, and entered the Hou's mansion.

In the early years, she was in the hands of the matchmaker. She was afraid that she would be sold to the Rouge Land at a high price because of her outstanding looks, so she had been living in fear. Every time she got a new matchmaker, she would try her best to please the matchmaker, hoping that the other party would move a little bit. Compassionate, but not too difficult for her.

Because of such an experience, this aunt Song entered the Hou's mansion and became an aunt. Even if she had a daughter, she was still cautious and never made a wrong step.

Even if Yan Xiaoqi was locked up in the room by the second wife in the name of being sick, she never said a word in Zhao's written premise, and she never visited her once.

In Yan Xiaoqi's eyes, this cheap aunt was too cautious.

Unable to go out of the yard, Yan Xiaoqi opened the window and sat in front of the window to watch the falling snow.Only the scenery in her yard is not good, so the snow scene is not beautiful enough.

"Miss, it's time for lunch." Xiang Ling followed Lu Ping and two big maids, holding food boxes in their hands, and pushed the door in.

"Time flies so fast." Yan Xiaoqi stood up and stretched indecently, in exchange for two big maids' low cries.

Luping was two years older than Xiangling, and she was more stable. She set the table and chopsticks, and stood aside to prepare dishes for Yan Xiaoqi.

Before the meal, he asked with some doubts: "Miss, why haven't you practiced calligraphy these days?"

calligraphy?Soft calligraphy?Yan Xiaoqi's heart trembled, she can't, what should I do!
"I got tired of writing a few days ago, so I wanted to take a break." Yan Xiaoqi rinsed his mouth, sat at the table with some guilt, and suddenly didn't dare to look directly into the eyes of the two big maids.

The master pays attention to not talking when dining, and Lu Ping knows this very well, so before Yan Xiaoqi can lift the chopsticks, she hastily asked again: "Miss, didn't you always say that practicing calligraphy is like sailing against the current? If you don't advance, you will retreat? You used to be I was sick and bedridden, and I had to struggle to get up and write a few, and I always said that if I didn’t practice for a day, my hands would feel a lot more rusty.”

Yan Xiaoqi was so guilty that he almost bit his tongue, what kind of existence is this original owner!Why are you so good as a concubine? No wonder you offended your aunt.

"Wait a minute, help me prepare." If you can't avoid it, then bite the bullet and practice, Yan Xiaoqi lowered his head, trying to think of a countermeasure: "Bu Cai."

Although she wasn't used to maids serving her dishes, she still wanted them to do as the Romans did. Seeing how the two maids were used to cooking, the original owner must have been served by the maids all along.

After the meal, Yan Xiaoqi even thought up an excuse to avoid urinating, and reluctantly stood beside the desk.

It's just that when she lifted the writing brush with a slightly discolored barrel, when she turned her wrist, the delicate lower script with hairpin flowers naturally appeared on the rice paper.

Changed the soul body, but the body's instincts are still there, Yan Xiaoqi is holding the brush, so happy that he just wants to look up to the sky and laugh.

However, after all, there was a change in the core, and compared with the two, it was still quite a step backward. Yan Xiaoqi waved to Luping with excitement: "Bring me the brochure I wrote before."

Lu Ping obediently flipped through the bookshelf for a while, and found four booklets, a collection of poems, a female precept, and two Buddhist scriptures.

Yan Xiaoqi naturally ignored such a high-profile work as Nvjie, put it aside, picked up the collection of poems and opened the title page.

After only one page, she clutched her chest in shock.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk.

. . . . "

sky!They are colleagues!
Yan Xiaoqi closed the booklet in shock, and began to worry about his situation.

What if this is the master who a concubine wants to fight for, what should I do?From the fact that the mother-in-law was able to shut herself up for a month, she could tell that her predecessor must have completely suppressed the hatred.

The more he thought about it, the more hesitant Yan Xiaoqi suddenly lost the will to pick up the handwriting again. After writing a few random words, he asked Lu Ping and the others to put the things away again.

After a few days like this, maybe it is because she is very peaceful during this time, maybe because the year is approaching, she can't be kept in the room forever, Yan Xiaoqi's 'illness' has finally improved, You can go to pay your respects to the madam and the old ladies.

The night before, it was windy and snowy, Yan Xiaoqi opened the door early in the morning, and was dazzled by the snow foam on his face. Behind Ling and Luping, they walked up to the door.

This was the first time Yan Xiaoqi left the yard after the ban was lifted, she lowered her head slightly, taking in the scenery on the road very covertly.

The Hou's Mansion occupies a very large area, and its location in the capital is also excellent. After all, the respect and status obtained from the superiors are based on flesh and blood, and the aura is also extraordinary.

Over the years, there have been continuous repairs and constructions, and it is ten steps and one scene to get rid of the original roughness.

The location of her Tingtao Court is good or bad, and the courtyard is not too big or small, which is in line with the usual style of the second wife.The snow on the road has been swept away by someone, but the wind is strong, and the snow always hits people. When they arrived at the old lady's Mosong Garden, Yan Xiaoqi's embroidered shoes were completely soaked in snow.

Yan Xiaoqi looked down at the water-proof boots on other people's feet, and then at the embroidered shoes on her own feet. She looked thoughtfully at the two big maids, Luping and Xiangling, but the two were just worried. He stood aside with his head down.

This is the 'first time' she sees the old lady. Although she is not neat and tidy, thinking of herself as a concubine, she is not noticeable at all. After listening to the announcement in the three halls, a woman came over after a while and led her through the veranda to the old lady's room.

Under the eaves of the corridor, there was already a servant girl waiting here. When she saw her coming, she stepped forward to help take off the cloak and tidy up the corners of the clothes. .

A gust of hot air gushed out from the gap and hit Yan Xiaoqi's frozen and stiff face, it was hot and humid, causing a little itchiness.She restrained herself from making any indecent moves, and then walked in.

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There is an update today, it is expected to be at noon~~~
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(End of this chapter)

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