Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 108 Cui House
The sun is warm and the breeze is gentle.

Zhao Xiwei stood at the gate of Cui Mansion, looking up and looking around.

Red walls, green tiles, and white magnolias planted on both sides.

The bright and white petals are in full bloom, like warm and rich jade, and like soft and delicate brocade, clusters are piled up on the branches.

The soft and translucent white clouds roll freely in the light blue sky, and the pale golden sunlight flickers on and off, casting a soft halo on the white magnolia branches.

In such a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere, the whole Cui Mansion exuded a kind of indifference to see all the prosperity.

In Rong'an Hall last night, the words of the old lady and father were still ringing in my ears.

"Miss Wei, I will leave the matter of your third aunt to you. You go to Cui's mansion to find out. After all, he is Jing Zhaoyin, and he is in charge of these household registration issues."

The old lady didn't know the secret of the third lady's life experience, she only thought that she likes to play the piano on weekdays, and thought that she went to Liushu Hutong to buy a guqin last time, maybe it was because of this reason that the government suspected it.

Hearing that Zhao Xiwei was willing to deal with it, he was very relieved: "It is much better for us housewives to do some trivial matters the size of sesame seeds than men to tell them on the table. You can go at ease. I think Mrs. Cui is also very happy." I like you, and last time I gave you mutton to eat!"

Zhao Ziyi's attitude is much more cautious, he said in a deep voice: "Wei'er, this matter should be resolved by the father, but the truth of this matter is still unknown, if the father intervenes rashly, it will definitely expand the matter, so it is better to first It’s better to stay still.”

Zhao Xi nodded slightly: "Wei'er understands."

With his father's mind, he must have guessed a thing or two, so he was a little bit cautious.

And Zhao Xiwei didn't want to tell the truth now - once it was told, the third lady would have no chance to save her.

A woman who was born in Lefang could no longer stay in the Zhao Mansion as a regular wife.

She still had a glimmer of fantasy, hoping that through her own efforts, the third wife could continue to cover up the torn secret, and she could continue to grow old with the third uncle.

However, I wonder if the Cui Mansion will agree to this request for help?
While thinking, a crisp voice sounded at the door: "Miss Zhao San, you finally came to play with me!"

Cui Yurong came out with a smile.

Zhao Xiwei greeted her with each other, "Hello, Miss Cui."

Cui Yurong pursed her lips and smiled, the tear mole on her cheeks felt charming, she took her hand and entered the door: "Mom has been waiting for you since she received the post! Come on, today I made Impatiens flowers, and you came just in time. I'll paint your nails for you."

Zhao Xiwei was helpless, but today he came to beg for help, so he could only smile and nod.

The color of Impatiens is bright and gorgeous. When it blooms, the petals are picked and dried in the sun. They are ground into powder and put into porcelain bottles. When used, they are mixed with alum to dye nails into beautiful colors.

But Zhao Xiwei didn't like such a high-profile dress.

I picked a bottle of light pink pollen, mixed it with rose dew, applied it evenly on the nails, wrapped it with a silk handkerchief, and waited quietly for them to be colored.

Cui Yurong chatted enthusiastically with Zhao Xiwei.

She has a cheerful and lively personality, and she can chatter endlessly as soon as she opens her chat box. She talks about everything from the South to the North, the Three Emperors to the Five Emperors, and she knows everything and talks about everything.

Zhao Xiwei is very good at listening, asking a few questions from time to time, which made her feel as happy as meeting a confidant.

While chatting, Cui Yurong changed the subject: "Hey, Sister Wei, have you heard the rumors about the East Palace recently?"

Zhao Xi was slightly taken aback: "What rumors?"

"It's about the prince and He Manzhi."

Zhao Xi frowned slightly, Cui Yurong seemed to be very concerned about these gossip...

However, she is willing to talk to herself because she regards herself as a friend.

Seeing her impatient face, she pretended to be very interested and asked, "Miss He? What's wrong with her?"

Cui Yurong smiled mysteriously: "The last time the Empress Dowager held a banquet in the palace, didn't you go out with He Manzhi and get lost?"

Zhao Xiwei let out a "huh", and for some reason she always felt a little vague about what happened at the flower banquet, as if the memory in her mind was empty, but she didn't know what it was.

At this time Cui Yurong mentioned it, and she followed her words and said: "Yes, at that time, He Manzhi said that her stomach was uncomfortable when she was young, and I just wanted to go out to get some air, so I left the banquet with her. Then I fell water, then passed out, and what happened after that, I don't know."

Cui Yurong came closer, blinking his eyes: "Later, there were assassins in the palace, He Manzhi came back first, and you haven't come back yet, we are all sweating for you, afraid that something will happen to you, but fortunately there are Princess Lingxi sent you back. But at that time, you were frightened, and you were in a daze..."

She talked for a long time without getting to the point, Zhao Xiwei said: "Then what happened later, how did you get His Royal Highness' attention?"

Cui Yurong smiled meaningfully: "Guess what happened later, you will never guess - Later, the crown prince called He Kui, who is He Manzhi's father, and gave him a map of the palace."

She straightened her face, imitating the majestic expression of the prince, "The prince explained that the terrain of the palace is complicated, and it is inevitable that He Zhanshi will be inconvenient when he travels through the various palaces. Now I will give you a picture of the palace government office. I should express my lonely heart."

Zhao Xiwei let out a soft "ah".

He Manzhi lost his way in the palace, and the crown prince rewarded his father He Kui with a map. Naturally, it was not a severe punishment for the courtiers who had experienced many storms.

But for the female relatives who were raised in the inner house, this incident slapped He Manzhi mercilessly.

"Huh." Cui Yurong laughed, "It is said that the prince's move is to care about He Manzhi, but He Manzhi is a girl with yellow flowers after all. Is there anyone who cares about others so blatantly? I think it looks like persecution, because she lost her way warning of the matter."

"The palace is too big, so it's understandable to get lost." When it comes to getting lost, Zhao Xiwei feels a little guilty.

Cui Yurong shook her head and smiled and said, "It's your first time entering the palace, so it's understandable for you to get lost, but He Manzhi is not. She is like us, and none of the banquets in the palace are missed. Did you get lost when you went out?"

Zhao Xiwei thought of He Manzhi's timid expression. Who would believe such a person if she said that she had some kind of scheming?

Thinking of the Empress Dowager giving wine, and thinking of the assassin who suddenly appeared, Zhao Xiwei suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

Look at people and things, not just the appearance.

As he spoke, the Kodan on his nails had dried, and a maid came up and untied the ribbon on it.

Cui Yurong looked at the ten bright red nails and was very satisfied. Then he pinched Zhao Xiwei's fingers for comparison, and said with a smile: "My sister's fingers are white and tender, and they look good with this pink color. They are like the lotus flower that has just sprouted. It is low-key and elegant. .”

After finishing their makeup, the two went hand in hand to meet Mrs. Cui.

(End of this chapter)