The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort

On the way back, Lianqiao endured and endured, and finally couldn't help asking: "Why did the girl give the plum blossom to someone else? It was bought with silver anyway. If you want to give it away, you should leave a branch in the house. This is a free gift." Strangers... What's the point?"

"Lianqiao, when did you see that I like plum blossoms?" Jiang Ruan said.

"This... girl really doesn't like it very much." Lian Qiao shook her head. When his wife was alive, her girl still liked flowers and plants. Since her wife passed away, her daily life has been very difficult, and she is not in the mood for romance. up.

"If you don't like it, what's the use of keeping it." Jiang Ruan said lightly: "Why don't you be a favor and give it to others."

"But this favor is also made with silver." Lian Qiao said anxiously, "The old man is not related to us, so what's the benefit of giving him away?"

Jiang Ruan walked forward unhurriedly, while saying: "Naturally there are benefits. Everything in the world has to pay a price. Today I will give him a few red plums. In the future, if he wants to return my favor, he must pay more than the red plums." Much higher. It's just not visible right now."

These words sound unclear, Lian Qiao couldn't understand, Zi Su followed behind silently, both of them were very confused. Zisu said, "What do you mean by the girl's words is that I will see the old man again in the future? But today, the red plum was bought by chance. If the girl had already made up her mind, how could she have expected the old man to appear and start a fight with someone?" dispute?"

"I'm not a god, how can I predict the future?" Jiang Ruan said lightly. Her tone was very soft, but Zisu and Lianqiao felt that there was an inexplicable coldness in her voice, which made people's skin crawl.

After finally returning to the Zhuangzi smoothly, she saw a maid wearing a new green jacket walking outside from a long distance, with bright red rouge on her lips. When she saw Jiang Ruan and the other three, she immediately exaggeratedly shouted: " Oh, my miss, it's freezing cold, why did you come out when you were still sick, where did you go? The slaves have searched the whole village but can't find anyone. "

"Chun Ying," Lian Qiao put her hands on her hips, and immediately replied, "What are you yelling about in broad daylight? Could it be that the girl wants to tell you where she is going?"

"Aren't I worried about Miss, it's good for Miss to be sick, and it's the end of the new year, what if something happens again?" Chunying was not a good person, her tone was quite sarcastic.

Zi Su frowned: "You also know that Miss is still ill, why are you making such a loud noise, it's giving Miss a headache."

Chunying pursed her lips, looked at Jiang Ruan and said, "Miss, the maidservant also has good intentions. Miss is still sick, so don't walk around, and don't let people outside have a chance to make irresponsible remarks."

Jiang Ruan looked at her quietly, Chunying, like Qiuyan, was a big servant girl in Zhuangzi, and her status in Zhuangzi was also very high on weekdays. Qiuyan is busy with affairs outside Zhuangzi all the year round, and has very few opportunities to meet Jiang Ruan, but Chunying is in charge of affairs inside Zhuangzi, and has a close relationship with Zhang Lan's family. son. Perhaps it was the meaning of her superiors, Chunying didn't have the slightest respect in front of Jiang Ruan, she didn't take Jiang Ruan seriously at all, and she was not as respectful as Zhang Lan's family when facing Jiang Ruan.

This Chunying, Jiang Ruan remembers very clearly, the rumors that she seduced Chen Zhao in the last life spread so fast, Chunying often contributed to it, and what she said among the servants seemed to be what she saw with her own eyes. Because of this, the rumors spread So fast, I was destroyed so early.

Seeing that Jiang Ruan hadn't made a sound, Chun Ying looked at her in surprise, and met Jiang Ruan's gaze on her, which was soft but inexplicably frightening, as if she was looking at a girl who was about to be killed. A ruined thing, indifferent and regretful.

"Miss?" Chunying frowned.

"Who is talking nonsense?" Jiang Ruan looked at her, suddenly hooked her lips, and smiled lightly. She smiled very slowly, and the corners of her eyes were frivolously raised, as if she was a different person, and she immediately looked alive. The color became fragrant, Chunying was just a woman, she was stunned by the charm, and she couldn't speak for a while.

"It couldn't be you who made irresponsible remarks, right?" Jiang Ruan's second sentence brought Chun Ying back to her thoughts, she was stunned, and subconsciously shook her head: "Naturally not a slave."

"Dogs are raised to bite outsiders, not to bite our own people. If a dog sees our own people, it will make noise. Do you know the ending?" Jiang Ruan asked her.

Chun Ying shook her head.

"Of course it's cooked together, delicious food." Jiang Ruan said lightly, the word delicious food was very slow, Chunying stared at her blankly, only felt that Jiang Ruan's skin was a little bit under the sun The pale, delicate and beautiful face also had a bit of indescribable sternness, and she took two steps back unconsciously: "Miss, Miss, Nanny Lan is still waiting in the room."

Both Zisu and Forsythia's expressions changed, a servant actually used the word "waiting", there is really no respect or inferiority. The behavior of Zhang Lan's family is too rampant, and they usually behave in a positive way and act in a negative way. On the surface, people can't find any faults, but in private, they are extremely harsh on Jiang Ruan.

"Are you waiting for me?" Jiang Ruan raised her head slightly: "Then let's go, don't keep Nanny Lan waiting." She stroked the buttons on the dark green padded jacket.

...

There were two people sitting in front of the brazier in the room. A girl of twelve or thirteen was snuggled into the arms of the middle-aged woman, her tone was rather mean: "It's really cold in this room, and there's a smell, no wonder she usually wears it on her body. It smells bad."

"Fang'er, don't talk nonsense," the woman reprimanded: "At any rate, she is the master. Don't go too far in your daily life, and let others catch you." Although it was a reprimand, the tone was full of love.

The girl sat up a little bit straighter: "What kind of master is she? Look at her shabby appearance. The master just let go of her. I know what to do. Mother, look at this golden hairpin on my head." She tilted her head On the head, the hairpin with pearl and rice grains inlaid with gold background is exposed.

This girl has normal facial features and a slightly dark complexion. She is wearing a brand-new peach red satin embroidered jacket, a horse-face skirt of the same color on her lower body, five-color necklaces on her waist, gold hairpins on her head, eight-treasure necklace earrings, and a necklace around her neck. A large gold collar. Although she is only the daughter of Zhuangzi's servants, her attire is comparable to the daughters of many wealthy families.

These clothes and jewelry were naturally "taken" by her from Jiang Ruan.

"The color is good, and Fang'er looks good in it." Zhang Lan praised.

Chen Fang smiled triumphantly, and was about to say something more when she heard a soft voice from outside: "Nurse Lan has been waiting in my room for so long, but what's the matter?"