The Self-cultivation of the Noble Concubine Who Eats Melon

  Chapter 16 016: Daddy is late

  Song Yexi didn't know her mother's plan. She went to Yun Zhao's house and saw that Yun Zhao's face was still pale. She was born pretty, but now she looked like a porcelain doll.

   "Why is everyone's surname Song, but your face is really infuriating." Song Yexi sat in front of the bed and looked more and more at Yun Zhao.

  Song Yunzhao was really annoyed and laughed, "Otherwise I'll take off my face and exchange it with you."

  Song Yexi snorted, "Who cares?"

  Song Yunzhao and Song Yexi didn't have much contact with each other when they were in Nanyu. After all, the two families separated. Except for the New Year's Day, they didn't communicate frequently.

  Song Yunzhao could see that Song Yexi was in a bad mood, and when he rolled his eyes, he knew that something must have happened in the Bofu, so he asked curiously, "Sister Xi, how does it feel to go to the Bofu today? The Xungui's house must be different from ours, right? Tell me, I can also open my eyes."

  Song Yexi didn’t like Song Yunzhao very much before, but now being compared by Song Qinghan, he immediately felt that Yunzhao is really kind-hearted and pitiful. Unknowingly, he got a little closer, and said: "The mansion is a little bigger than ours, and there are a little more servants than us. There is nothing to say. When I recover from my illness, I will take you to see the Jing Garden in the capital. That will be grand."

  Jing Garden...

  Song Yunzhao knows that the most elegant place in the book is the favorite place of dignitaries. There are flowers in four seasons, and various gardens are highly praised. It is not inferior to Sanyuan Building, where gossip and accidents frequently occur.

   "Sister Xi has been to Jingyuan?"

   "I used to go back to my grandfather's house with my mother, and my cousin took me there."

  The two chatted a few words, Song Yexi saw that Song Yunzhao was not in good spirits, so he got up and left.

  After Song Yexi left, Mother Luo walked in quietly and said in a low voice, "Girl, something happened in the uncle's house today."

  Song Yunzhao looked at Luo's mother, "Where did the news come from, mother?"

  Mother Luo heard a few conversations between mother and daughter from the eldest lady, and then said: "The old slave went back to the west courtyard on the pretext of going back to get things, and only then did I know what happened..."

  After hearing Mama Luo's words, Song Yunzhao gave a "tsk" in his heart. Song Jinxuan was a little lucky. Today, the man happened to be standing by the lotus pond, so the man had no chance of colliding with her.

  She also didn't expect that Chu Yuying would make a move when she wasn't there.

   "Girl, this old slave feels that this matter is probably not over yet. The more there is no movement from Aunt Che, the more uneasy I feel." Mother Luo said softly.

  Song Yunzhao nodded slightly, "Mom has taken good care of our people these past two days, don't go back to the west courtyard."

   "What the girl said is that the old slave must be optimistic about people." Luo's mother nodded hurriedly, "Then, girl, when do you plan to return to the west courtyard? You can't live here all the time."

   "Wait for Daddy to return to Beijing." Song Yunzhao said.

   "When the master returns to Beijing, someone will give justice to the girl. It's better to go back then." Mother Luo helped the girl to lie down, then blew out the lamp, lowered the curtain gently, and said through the curtain, "Miss, take a rest early, and put incense on the night to watch the night."

  Song Yunzhao closed his eyes and responded softly. He didn't sleep very soundly that night. There were all kinds of messes in his dreams. When he woke up, he couldn't remember anything, and his head was heavy.

  Song Yunzhao continued to recover from his illness. After breakfast in the morning, the eldest lady came to see her and left in a hurry. Afterwards, Yun Zhao got the news that the eldest lady had returned to her mother's house and brought Song Yexi with her.

  Then the concubine Song Lirong, Song Hongjiao, and Song Yunmei from the big house came to visit her, the cousins ​​said a few words in a mild manner, and they left.

  Song Yunzhao really had nothing to say to them. The Da Furen did not treat concubine daughters well but she did not treat them harshly either. Just listening to the names she heard, she knew that these daughters would marry in the future, and the Da Fu’s aunts were also submissively controlled by the Da Furen.

  A few years ago, Song Hongjiao’s biological mother, Aunt Luo, was born as a singing prostitute. She was good at singing and dancing, with an oval face and willow-leaf eyebrows. When looking at people, her eyes seemed to have hooks.

  When the eldest lady saw the little goblin, she turned her head and picked a talented woman from the family of a scholar who had fallen into poverty.

   When a cultured person collides with an uneducated person, one is handsome and the other is talented, and the two fight evenly, and the lady immediately sits firmly on the Diaoyutai.

  The Eldest Man has both red sleeves to add fragrance and a beautiful woman to accompany him to bed. He is very satisfied with his first wife, so the position of the First Wife as the First Wife is even more unbreakable. No matter how turbulent the concubine's room is, she will not move.

  Song Yunzhao sometimes thinks about it, the eldest wife is the most successful regular wife in feudal society, the dowry is in the left hand, the status is in the right hand, and there are some means to control the concubine's room, coaxing the husband, as long as he doesn't move, he is a winner in life.

   is the path of life she longs for.

  Early the next morning, when she was still eating breakfast, Qiancao rushed in and shouted excitedly: "Girl, the master has entered the mansion!"

  Song Yunzhao was taken aback, so fast?

  Aunt Che is good at it. If you count the time, her father should have rushed here overnight, tsk tsk.

  He stopped eating and his hair was removed. Song Yunzhao changed into old clothes and went into the room to lie down. Thinking about it, he asked Qian Cao to bring a bronze mirror the size of a palm to take a look in the mirror. It would be better not to take a look.

  She forgot that bronze mirrors are not as clear as the mercury mirrors of later generations. No matter whether your face is good or bad, it will be the same color in the bronze mirror.

  Song Yunzhao got up again and went to the dressing table. Several maids were busy serving. She took out the white powder for face covering, carefully applied a layer on her face, and took a careful look in the mirror. There was nothing wrong with it.

  Song Yunzhao found Luo Dai, took out a small silver knife and scraped some Dai powder finely, then crushed it with his fingertips, and patted it under his eyes in the mirror.

  Jiangxiang and Qiancao were dumbfounded. In just such a short time, the girl's face was much more haggard than in the morning, and she looked like she was recovering from a serious illness.

  Song Yunzhao was very satisfied with his transformation, and then lay back down, calculating the time. His father always had to deal with some things when he returned to Beijing. When it was her turn, it would be an hour at the earliest.

  She happened to brew up her emotions, so she could sue her severely.

  If she wanted to get out of Cai's control, it would be impossible for her to sue alone, but she was lucky, and what happened to Song Jinxuan in the uncle's mansion, with Aunt Che as a murder weapon, her chances of success were half.

  I was thinking happily in my heart, when a deep voice came from outside, "The girl lives here?"

  Song Yunzhao was taken aback for a moment, it was the cheap father's voice, that's right, why did he arrive so soon?

  She hasn't even brewed yet.

   "Slaves pay homage to the master."

  Song Yunzhao heard the voices of Qiancao and Jiangxiang through a curtain. After such a dazed effort, she felt that her eyes went dark, and a tall figure stood in front of her.

  Song Yunzhao looked at his father, and saw his eyes were red and his face was serious. When he met her eyes, the severity disappeared in an instant, and he bent down to look at her, "Zhao Zhao, Daddy is late, how are you doing?"

  (end of this chapter)