Sheng Chong Concubine

Chapter 73 The first son, Fengluo Wutong (3)
She was so focused on her thoughts that she didn't even hear Qiu Mingzhu calling her many times.

"Fifth Sister." Qiu Mingzhu couldn't help raising her voice.

Qiu Mingyue immediately came back to her senses, "Fourth Sister, what's wrong?"

Qiu Mingzhu looked at her strangely, "What are you thinking, I called you so many times and you didn't hear me."

Qiu Mingyue said: "It's nothing, it's just that I just heard the fourth sister talk about the inscrutable appearance of the first young master, so I couldn't help being a little curious." She smiled, "By the way, fourth sister, you mentioned this one of the three talents in the capital for no reason. Why?"

Qiu Mingzhu said: "You forgot, the son of Xuehou's mansion still lives in our mansion." Her eyes flickered slightly, and a trace of strangeness flashed across her eyes.

Qiu Mingyue sensitively noticed the strangeness in her voice and expression when she mentioned Xue Yuhua, and couldn't help but shrink her eyes.Thinking about it, Xue Yuhua is young and handsome, with a rich family background, and both civil and military skills, and he is one of the three talents in the capital.I'm afraid it's not just Qiu Mingzhu, but the unmarried daughters of the boudoir in the whole capital will regard her as the person in the spring boudoir's dream.

Shaking her head, Qiu Mingyue said softly, "Fourth Sister means...to ask Mr. Xue to write a poem?"

Qiu Mingzhu's cheeks quietly floated a touch of rouge, and she nodded slightly.

"Women's brush strokes are too delicate and elegant, not as strong and powerful as men's strokes." She raised her eyebrows, and her voice was a little softer, as if she was talking to herself.

"I didn't have a chance before, but now that Jun Lang is in front, why should I let him down?"

Although she spoke in a low voice, Qiu Mingyue's ears were sharp and she heard every word.Immediately, his eyes became a bit complicated, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally sighed and shook his head.

"I don't understand these things, but someone who can make Fourth Sister, a talented woman, appreciate her so much must have some merits. But..." She frowned again in a bit of embarrassment.

"Fifth sister, what's the matter?"

Qiu Mingyue hesitated for a while, then said: "Fourth sister, even though Shizi Xue is under the same roof as us now, men and women are different, so what about us..."

"This..." Qiu Mingzhu was immediately troubled.The Qiu family, a century-old family, pays the most attention to etiquette.How can a boudoir girl rashly meet a man privately?Not to mention asking for calligraphy, doesn't that mean giving and receiving privately?If it is passed on, the reputation will be ruined for a lifetime.

At this time, Xiang Cao came over with a pot of tea, and said with a smile: "Miss, when the servant and maid passed by the back garden just now, he seemed to be there too."

Qiu Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and then a tangled expression appeared.

"But……"

Qiu Mingyue lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Fourth Sister..."

Qiu Mingzhu turned around, bit her lip, her voice was as low as a gnat.

"In the back garden?"

Vanilla didn't seem to notice her strangeness, she nodded and said: "Well, oh, by the way, it seems that Miss San and Miss Six are also there." She thought for a while, and then let out another yuck.

"Also, when the maid came back just now, she saw the eldest lady rushing to the back garden with someone, and her expression was very anxious."

"Third Sister?" Qiu Mingzhu's heart tightened, and she immediately realized something, her bright eyes dimmed instantly.He said unconsciously, "I see..."

It was only then that Xiangcao noticed the strangeness of the young lady, and suddenly thought that the young lady was always in a daze these days, sometimes giggling, and then dejected, she knew it in her heart.He lowered his eyes and stopped talking.Qiu Mingyue's phoenix eyes lightly moved from the painting in Qiu Mingzhu's hand to her face, and the phoenix eyes flickered.

"Fourth sister, you—"

Qiu Mingzhu snapped back to her senses, quickly concealed the strange emotion that flashed in her eyes, and put on a perfect smile on her face.

"It's midsummer, and the garden is full of purples and reds, blooming like a picture. Is Fifth Sister interested in playing with me?"

Qiu Mingyue nodded clearly, "Okay."

The Qiu Mansion is a rich and powerful family, the mansion is deep, with carved railings and jade bricks, pavilions, terraces, pavilions, rockery and flowing water, and the back garden is comparable to a square with hundreds of people.In the southwest, a Pavilion with Eight Treasures and Columns stands upright in the sea of ​​flowers. The four-cornered eaves are like the wings of swallows flying up, and they are decorated with light gauze curtains. Where the breeze passes, the thin gauze curtains fly like a dream, setting off a picture scroll.There is a stone table for four people in the pavilion, and there are melon and fruit snacks on the table from time to time.The ground is clean and free of dust, and the faint fragrance of flowers enters the room, making the air a bit sweeter.

There is a pool of clear spring in the pavilion, which is full of lotus flowers.Against the fragrance of the garden, it is a fragrant and sweet scene.However, it was destroyed by a discordant voice.

"Third sister, how can you be so rude?"

Qiu Minglan's calm voice with a trace of anger broke her usual meekness and modesty, and she looked coldly at Qiu Mingyu, who had an angry face in front of her.

Qiu Mingyu put her hands on her hips, her almond eyes were burning with raging anger, especially when she saw the picture scroll tightly held in Qiu Minglan's hands, it made her even more angry.Regardless of her image, she put her hands on her hips, pointed at Qiu Minglan with her right hand, her hands were shaking with anger.

"Give me the picture."

Qiu Minglan glanced at the picture scroll in her hand, and looked up at Qiu Mingyu, whose face was flushed from rushing forward, and her chest and abdomen vibrated from anger, like a shrew in the market.There was a trace of tranquility in the bottom of the eyes, and a faint smile curled up at the corner of the mouth.

"Third sister, as I said before, I won't give you this painting, so just give up."

Hearing this, Qiu Mingyu became even more angry.She walked in front of Qiu Minglan in two or three steps, and the pearls and emeralds on her head shook as she couldn't move, making the sound of bells and yue'er.

"You won't give it?" Qiu Mingyu's eyes widened, swishing like sharp swords towards Qiu Minglan, she shouted angrily.

"Brother Hua's calligraphy can only belong to me."

Qiu Minglan squinted her eyes, looking at Qiu Mingyu's long brocade dress with honey-colored large brocade flowers and peony pattern, the coat of thin gold silk smoky emerald green gauze, the golden jade sparrow hairpin on her head, and the bell in her eyes, she is indescribably charming. Extraordinary beauty, inexhaustible luxury and nobility.

"Third Sister, you haven't left the cabinet yet, so it's out of character to act like this in public." She looked calm and looked at Qiu Mingyu calmly from the beginning to the end.

"If grandma finds out, I'm afraid the third sister will be punished for copying the women's rules again."

Qiu Mingyu stared, seeing that the servants around her lowered their heads, but they all showed surprise and slight disdain on their expressions.She was furious immediately, and was about to scold Qiu Minglan. "you--"

However, Qiu Minglan's expression suddenly changed, her eyelashes drooped, her voice was soft and timid.

"Third sister, don't be angry, I... I didn't know that you gave this painting to my cousin..." She raised her head, her expression was delicate and timid, and her eyelashes were covered with tears in an instant, as soft and weak as Pear blossoms bring rain.The speed of the face change made Qiu Mingyu's eyes widen in astonishment, and she couldn't recover in a daze.After hearing what she said clearly, she said angrily again: "Give me back the painting."

Not far behind her, a blue figure suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Qiu Minglan glanced behind her by wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, then lowered her head again, her voice even softer.

(End of this chapter)