The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 243 Rouge
When everything was silent, Zhu Qing knocked on the door of Jingsi Residence.

Yan Sanhe was already lying on the bed and fell asleep. When he heard that she was invited to come over, his dark eyes suddenly shone brightly.

Li Buyan tied the bundle behind him and carefully helped her up.

Tangyuan bent down and put on one shoe for Yan Sanhe. The other one was wrapped in thick gauze and did not need to be worn.

"Tangyuan, you go to bed first, you don't have to wait for us."

"I'll wait for the girl to come back."

Tang Yuan pointed to the thread basket, "I just have time to make some looser summer pants for the girl, so that it is easier to put your feet in and out."

"Don't save the lamp, watch carefully."

Li Buyan gave a warning, picked up Yan Sanhe and left.

Walking out of the yard, she said in a low voice: "The more I look at her, the more I feel that this girl is considerate and she knows how to defend you."

Yan Sanhe nodded.

Tangyuan didn't talk much, but her food, clothing, housing and transportation were all arranged so that she and Li Buyan didn't have to worry about anything.

She can still tolerate leisure, even if she is free, she will not run outside, and she will not chat with the other maids in the Xie Mansion. The Zhang family and the Li family are short, and would rather stay in the room and do needlework.

The most commendable thing is that she was obviously full of doubts, but she didn't ask any questions and just did her duty as a servant.

"From now on, we don't have to avoid her."

Li Buyan chuckled, "It doesn't matter if you don't avoid it, there are some things she will know sooner or later."

The two chatted all the way and soon arrived at Shi'an Courtyard. Zhu Qing was waiting at the gate of the hospital early with a lantern.

Entering the study, Yan Sanhe and Li Buyan were stunned at the same time.

There is an Arhat bed in the study. There is a small table in the middle of the bed. One end is tilted towards Xie Zhifei, and the other end...

Sitting on the other end was a beautiful woman wearing a purple skirt.

With willow eyebrows, water snake waist, and heavy breasts, it is difficult for people not to look over there.

The woman was peeling lychees, with ten onion-like fingers, each fingertip painted bright red, which was more eye-catching than her heavy breasts.

The woman peeled out a piece of pulp, glanced at it, then leaned forward and brought it to Xie Zhifei's mouth.

"Third Master, ah, open your mouth..."

Xie Zhifei used his eyes to signal her not to be arrogant and to stay calm.

"This is Yan Sanhe. She has come to see you for something. Yan Sanhe, this is Mei Niang. If you have any questions, you can ask her directly."

Miss Yan?
Yan Sanhe?
Finally met the real person.

Mei Niang threw the fruit pulp on the plate, stood up and said a sweet blessing to Yan Sanhe.

"Miss Yan is well."

"Mei Niang, you don't have to be polite."

"Yan Sanhe, sit here."

Pei Xiao pointed to the bamboo couch and said, "I tried it on you. It's very comfortable."

Li Buyan carefully put the person down, and Pei Xiao took a small square stool and said, "Put the injured foot on the leg, it will heal quickly."

"Thank you!"

Yan Sanhe moved his injured foot bit by bit.

Pei Xiao chuckled, my husband and wife, what are you thankful for?
After Yan Sanhe sat comfortably, he said, "Mei Niang, do you mind if I talk about business as soon as I come up?"

"What are you talking about, girl?"

Mei Niang gave Xie Zhifei a charming look.

"If the girl hadn't come looking for me, a person of my status would never want to step into the door of Xie's house in this life."

If Mei Niang hadn't said this, Yan Sanhe wouldn't have thought too deeply about it.

When she said this, coupled with her outfit and demeanor, Yan Sanhe's eyes showed some sympathy.

How many women in this world are willing to fall for themselves?

They all have no choice but to lean on the door and show off their laughter.

Looking at Xie Zhifei again, Yan Sanhe didn't know why, but suddenly some eyes were not eyes, and the nose was not a nose.Being able to invite people to your home shows that they are familiar with each other;
Being familiar with people who lean against the door to show off their laughter, it can be seen that the third master often runs into the hook fence.

When Xie Zhifei saw the look in Yan Sanhe's eyes, he knew that this girl was probably thinking wrongly.

He didn't explain much, "Zhu Qing, go outside and guard the courtyard gate, don't let anyone in."

"Yes, sir!"

The door was closed, and Li Buyan placed the items in the bag one by one in front of Mei Niang.

"Mei Niang!"

Yan Sanhe: "I'm asking you to come here today because I want to ask you to help me see what these things were like. When did they look like?"

Mei Niang looked at the third master blankly. The third master did not speak, but little master Pei spoke.

"Take a good look, you can see some tricks. Master Pei will give you a lot of rewards."

Mei Niang then picked up the rouge box, turned it over in her hand, and looked over it.

The more he looked, the tighter his frown became.

Yan Sanhe: "What, is there a problem?"

Mei Niang smiled and said: "Miss Yan, this rouge box is not a popular style nowadays. This style and workmanship are very old and are no longer available in the market."

Yan Sanhe: "You can tell how many years it takes?"

Mei Niang stretched out her fingers and counted a few times, "It's at least twenty years old. Anyway, I haven't seen anything like this since I used rouge."

Twenty years?

That was when Jingchen was about 20 years old.

She actually still has a box of rouge hidden for so long?
Why is this?

Yan Sanhe and Xie Zhifei looked at each other and asked, "Mei Niang, can you tell from this rouge box whether it is good or bad?"

Mei Niang weighed it with her hands, "Miss Yan, it's quite heavy. The heavier the rouge box, the more expensive it is."

Yan Sanhe: "So that means this kind of thing is not for ordinary people's homes?"

"Must be from a wealthy family."

Mei Niang smiled charmingly: "Of course, the popular girls in the hook bar can also afford it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Pei glared at him fiercely.

Mei Niang raised her eyebrows: Little Master Pei, what's going on?
Pei Xiao glared: Don't dirty other girls' ears with your hooks.

When Mei Niang saw Master Pei's look, and then thought about the attentive look he saw on Miss Yan, there was nothing she didn't understand.

Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Pei’s sweetheart!
Yan Sanhe was completely oblivious to the dispute between the two of them, "Mei Niang, look at this paddy field coat again."

Mei Niang looked over inch by inch and touched again and again with her hands.

"This paddy field coat is also quite old, and the material is very good. Miss Yan, look at the cuffs."

She pointed to the peonies on her sleeves.

"Because paddy field clothes came from the palace and were first popular among wealthy families, the cuffs are embroidered with wealthy flowers such as peonies, plums, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums."

"What about now?"

"Nowadays, ordinary people also wear it, and it is not fashionable to have embroidery on the sleeves."

"why?"

"Girl, look at this dress. It's made up of pieces of fabric of different colors. It's already bright and bright enough. It doesn't need to be embellished with flowers."

Yan Sanhe raised his head and met Xie Zhifei's eyes again.

Both of them saw surprise in each other's eyes.

The rouge is from more than 20 years ago, the clothes are from more than 20 years ago, and it goes without saying that these embroidered shoes are probably also from more than [-] years ago.

Jingchen obviously had a purpose in using such a set of clothes as a shroud.

So, what is the intention?

(End of this chapter)