Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 2 First Arrival
Firecrackers crackled, and red decorations stretched for miles.

Inside a Hui-style building with the charm of Jiangnan, people come and go in a lively atmosphere.

"Hey, have you heard?"

In the backyard, several servants were cleaning and tidying up.

"what?"

"It seems there's something amiss with this eldest daughter's wedding!"

"Ah? Who told you that?"

Two maids dressed as servants whispered to each other as they swept and cleaned.

"Hey! Keep your voice down!"

The maid with freckles on her face lowered her voice and said excitedly, "I heard this from the people in Linxi Pavilion."

"Can the people there be lying?"

Suppressing her smugness, the freckled maidservant displayed her abilities, gossiping with the somewhat dazed maidservant.

"I heard that the eldest daughter's husband this time is Yuan Wenshao, the second son of the Yuan family of the Earl of Loyalty and Diligence in Tokyo."

"Indeed, it was a perfect match!"

The young, freckled maid didn't really understand what a good marriage was; she just followed what others said.

"However, it is..."

At this point, the freckled maid deliberately dragged out her words, hoping to elicit a reaction from her friend, preferably one where she would beg her.

How do you know?

The dazed maidservant, seeing that her sister remained silent, didn't press the matter, but simply lowered her head and continued sweeping.

"I need to finish my work quickly, otherwise I'll get scolded by the nanny again!"

The stunned maidservant remembered the old woman's terrifying face and suddenly shuddered, her hands moving faster involuntarily.

"oops!"

Seeing her friend's blank expression, the freckled maid was both anxious and angry. She wanted to speak up, but she was also somewhat unwilling to give up.

After all, without someone to play the straight man, one cannot show off their abilities.

However, the freckled maid understood that this was just her personality.

That's when he got both angry and anxious!
However, it was precisely because the other party was a reliable person that the freckled maid dared to speak to her with peace of mind.

After all, gossiping about one's master can be severely punished if discovered!
So, with the other party not responding, the freckled maid couldn't force her, and had no choice but to share the information herself.

"You idiot!"

The freckled maid could no longer bear the torment of having a secret she couldn't tell.

"I'm telling you!"

Looking around with his head down, he noticed that none of the maids and nannies were there, so he mustered his courage and began to whisper among himself.

"Logically, when the eldest daughter marries into the Earl's family in Tokyo, the betrothal ceremony should be attended by the Earl and Countess. But unexpectedly, it's the Earl's eldest son who has come, while neither the Earl and Countess have shown up!"

With exaggerated facial expressions, the freckled maid vividly described the scene.

"Ah! Really?"

The dazed maidservant stopped what she was doing and began to worry about the young lady.

"Such a kind young lady, yet she was given a hard time by this despicable family!"

Although she was somewhat stunned, the little maid understood the meaning behind doing so.

"hateful!"

United in hatred against the enemy!

The stunned maidservant recalled the young lady's kind face in the past and couldn't help but feel indignant.

"Yes, yes!"

Seeing that her friend was in high spirits, the freckled maid became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.

"I heard that the eldest daughter-in-law is so angry that she can't eat anymore, and she's even considering calling off the engagement!"

"And there's more..."

……

On the other side, Meng Yue, after enduring excruciating pain, finally stabilized.

However, right now, he felt as if he were trapped in a swamp, unable to move at all.

and.

His mind seemed to be filled with all sorts of words, pictures, and other random things, like a balloon being forcibly filled with cold water!
I feel drowsy and have a nauseous feeling, like I want to vomit but can't.

In addition, and most importantly, Meng Yue felt as if he had become a dim candle flame, lacking energy and adrift in the storm outside.

It seems, almost imperceptibly...
Damn it!!!

"Well!"

No making a sound, no moving!
Helpless, Meng Yue could only sink into a daze, like a chick trapped in its egg, at the mercy of others.

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain!
In a quaint, old-fashioned room, a heavily pregnant woman frowned and spoke.

"Mother! What's wrong with you?"

A little girl, about four or five years old, with bright eyes but thin and small, asked with concern.

"Mother, are you cold?"

The little girl is clever, lively, and quick-witted.

Shaking her head, the elegant pregnant woman endured the coldness in her hands and whispered, "Ming'er, Mother is fine. I just feel that my little brother is being naughty in Mother's belly!"

"Huh? Little brother?"

Little Minglan was a little skeptical and said angrily.

"Mother, don't lie to me. It's so cold here, we don't even have charcoal for the stove. You must have caught a cold!"

"It's all those people's fault, they deliberately delayed giving us the charcoal for the stove!"

"They're deliberately trying to freeze us to death!"

The childlike Minglan recalled the nagging of her mother's personal maid, Xiaodie, and immediately made a deduction.

"shut up!"

Minglan's birth mother, Wei Xiaoniang, pulled her daughter aside and scolded her in a low voice.

"Don't gossip, the kitchen staff just forgot for a moment!"

Wei Xiaoniang, who was naturally patient and unassuming, admonished her daughter.

"Ming'er, never say things like that again, especially in front of others, understand?"

Seeing her mother's serious expression, Xiao Minglan was puzzled, but dared not ask any questions for fear of upsetting her mother, so she could only obediently reply.

"Okay! I understand, Mother!"

"good!"

Seeing how sensible Minglan was, Wei Xiaoniang suppressed her heartache and hugged her daughter tightly.

Little Minglan nestled obediently in her mother's arms, greedily savoring the warmth and affection.

half an hour.

Wei Xiaoniang pulled her daughter away and spoke softly.

"Ming'er, it's so lively up ahead right now, don't you want to go and see?"

Upon hearing this, Minglan's eyes immediately lit up.

"miss you!"

"Ah!"

Covering her mouth and chuckling softly, Wei Xiaoniang tapped her daughter's nose.

"I knew it, you little monkey, you wanted to go!"

Picking up a handkerchief, Wei Xiaoniang wiped Xiao Minglan's little face and then gave instructions to her daughter's personal maid.

"Xiao Tao, follow the young lady to the front hall!"

"Yes, young lady!"

On the other side, the somewhat silly little maidservants also obediently responded.

Xiao Tao walked blankly behind Minglan, preparing to follow her young lady to the front.

"Remember, whatever you do, don't disturb the guests!"

Wei Xiaoniang gave special instructions.

"Giggle!"

A clear, bell-like laugh rang out.

"Yes, Mother!"

Minglan, who had already run away, answered sensibly.

"Sigh! This girl!"

Wei Xiaoniang leaned against the bed, smiling as she watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

At that moment, the curtain was lifted, and a maidservant walked in.

It was Xiaodie, Wei Xiaoniang's loyal maid.

"Young lady, you rest for a while, I'll go find them and get the charcoal for the stove!"

After saying that, he picked up the basket and hurriedly walked out of the courtyard.

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