The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 70 Never Overestimate Yourself (1)
As the carriage jolted, Yi Junmi opened his eyes, and the first reaction was to raise the corner of the curtain.The carriage was driving on the wide long street, and the tall sycamore trees cast dense shadows to block the heat.There are high blue brick walls on both sides of the road, and few pedestrians are seen. This is not the direction to return to Herring Lane.

"I want to go home." This is the sentence she said to Shang Kun the most, so much that Shang Kun opened his eyes unhappily, and he stretched out his arms to press her on the cushion, "I have sent someone to Your mother is going to report."

Yijun felt depressed and had nowhere to vent, and the man leaned over her head as if he was scrutinizing her while sailing in the lake, making her feel terrified.Stretching out his hand to touch that the hair was still loose, he threw all the beaded hairpins on his head into the lake in a fit of anger, and even searched everywhere but couldn't find a good hairpin.

Shang Kun looked at her ridiculously from behind, grabbed her black hair with both hands, took out the jade-toothed comb from the hidden compartment in the carriage, and brushed her hair twice to make it flow like a waterfall.He took out another ebony hairpin that he was used to, and tied Yijun's hair like a man's hair, and pulled it over her shoulder to see that she was still a pretty young girl.

Yijun patted the top of his head, unable to figure out his thoughts, one moment he was superior, and the next second he combed and tied her hair.She probably couldn't escape his control, so she asked for some convenience for herself first, "Brother promised to teach me martial arts before, but now he has gone to Xijiang, I want to find a female gentleman who can punch and kick."

Little Ayuan turned into a fake man with her hair tied up. Shang Kun couldn't get enough of her hair bun. His eyes were full of interest, as if he would never get bored. With a smile on his lips, he readily agreed: "Okay, I will send someone to guide you in martial arts when I get back." " After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hands to pinch Yijun's arms and shoulder blades, as if joking, "Master taught me strictly, you are not allowed to cry."

Yijun rolled his eyes at him, turned around and ignored him.A big man, something weird, playing with her like a doll.

Shang Kun's interest remained undiminished. When the carriage entered the Dachang Princess's Mansion and changed to a single-drive carriage in the mansion, he told the female officer beside him, "Prepare some men's clothes and horse riding clothes for A Yuan, and she wants to practice martial arts. The challenge from my grandmother An old palace man who knows martial arts, he also prepared two clothes for practicing martial arts."

The female officer respectfully responded, in front of the gentleman, she didn't dare to look at the expression of the girl from the Luo family.Everyone knows that Lang Jun spoils a person for the first time, it is hard to say whether he will be the best in the future, but right now he is in the heat, and someone with a little discernment will not provoke Lang Jun's displeasure here.

Yijun helped Shang Kun get out of the car, and entered the Lingfeng Courtyard, there were servants kneeling on the ground in the courtyard, all dressed in uniform, roughly thirty people.She looked at the people around her, but Shang Kun lifted her collar and said kissingly: "Come back to the house with me and take a shower first." The words were so casual, as if they had been married for many years.

Yijun shook his head again and again, and took his hand out of his big palm, "I take a bath in the room by myself, just order them to bring the wooden bucket."

Shang Kun raised his brows lightly, thinking that she was really not afraid of being looked at, so he smiled, "It's up to you." After speaking, he strode back to the main room of the upper courtyard.

Leaving Yijun looking around at the same spot, that person didn't say a word before leaving, and the maidservants still knelt in the courtyard motionless, should she be allowed to speak?Yi Jun looked behind him, a female official and four maidservants were listening respectfully with their hands down, and the palace sash on the skirt was hanging straight down.

"Every sister, get up first, and I don't know how to address you." Yi Jun had no choice but to speak up.

The kneeling maidservants refused in unison and did not dare to stand up slowly.At the beginning, there was a maid with delicate features, and a maid about sixteen or seventeen years old stood up and said a blessing, her voice was gentle and pleasant, "The slave's name is Aran, from now on I will serve the girl wholeheartedly, and the Wanwang girl will not think the slave is clumsy."

It seems that Ah Ran is the leader of this group of people. Yi Jun took a closer look around and found no familiar faces. During the few days when she was sick in the Lingfeng Hospital last time, the few maids she saw were not there. Was transferred elsewhere?

In Luo's house, Yijun had at most two or three wives and two incomprehensible little girls. When she was faced with so many servants, she was a bit incapable of commanding her. Ran, "Thank you, Sister Ah Ran."

A Ran held Yijun's hand in fear and trepidation to enter the east chamber, saying that it was a wing room. The house regulations of the Princess's Mansion far exceed those of the rich and powerful, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a very large hall.

She is going to live here in the future, so she should take a good look at her own residence. Compared with ten days ago, it has changed a lot. The partition and screen leading to the beam roof divide the wing room into the front hall and the back room.

Facing the window on both sides, there is a small-leaf red sandalwood scroll desk, on the other side there are two single couches, a horizontal table is placed in the middle, and an embroidery frame is supported against the wall. Stools are placed around.

Bypassing the large embroidered screen at spring dawn, the back hall has an embroidered bed, a dressing table and a wardrobe.

Ah Ran led Yijun to push open a door in the corner, and a small room fell into her eyes. She smiled and said: "This is a clean room, with running water drawn from the lake, so there will be no peculiar smell in the room."

When will a clean room pop up, last time she used a wooden barrel for convenience, Yijun wondered and didn't want to ask, so asked softly: "I want to take a bath."

"Girl eat first. It's already past noon. Let's take a nap first and take a nap before taking a bath, so as not to hurt your body." A Ran advised her just right, her tone was so respectful.

(End of this chapter)