The Stratagem of the Concubine of the Cold King

Chapter 148: The Warmth Under the Snow (3)
Seeing Lian Xin curling her lips, Mo Yu slightly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled slightly.

The relationship between the three masters and servants is very harmonious, and Xi Wanqing also feels that there are two little maids accompanying her, so she doesn't feel lonely these days.

After tidying up, Xi Wanqing took Mo Yu and Lian Xin to the bamboo courtyard.

In previous years, the reunion banquet in the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion was held in the Taoyuan, and the eldest lady personally took care of it. Since the death of the eldest lady, the Taoyuan has been vacant, and the reunion banquet is also in charge of the third aunt, and the third aunt is a concubine Naturally, the dignified reunion banquet cannot be held in the plum courtyard, so this year it was arranged in the bamboo courtyard.

Xi Wanqing walked to the entrance of the Taoyuan hall, and picked out his eyes to see that the banquet had been set, Xi Bojian and the third concubine were sitting on the main seat, Xi Zhuyan was sitting next to Xi Bojian, and Xi Zhuhua was sitting next to him. Sitting beside the third aunt.

Because it is the New Year, everyone in the house, except for Xi Zhuyan, are all dressed festively. As a concubine, the third aunt cannot wear bright red. Today she is wearing a purple-red peony skirt. Xi Zhu painted the A pink and gold thread-trimmed pleated long dress, with two hollow larks and golden steps on the hair, from the attire of the mother and daughter, it can be seen that the living conditions are good, but Xi Xi who is sitting quietly Zhuyan has lost the arrogance of the past. She always likes to wear white dresses, and she is still dressed in white today.

"Qing'er has seen my father, the third aunt." Xi Wanqing crossed the threshold and walked into the hall with delicate lotus steps. She stood in front of Xi Bojian and bowed slightly to salute Xi Bojian and the third aunt .

"Well, get up and sit down." Xi Bojian didn't look at her, but just responded lightly.

"Yes, father." Xi Wanqing replied in a low voice, and sat in the lowest, most inconspicuous position.

After everyone was seated, Xi Zhuhua glanced at Xi Zhuyan opposite, and said with a coquettish smile, "Sister, it's Chinese New Year's Eve, you're still dressed in plain white."

After Xi Zhuhua finished speaking, she glanced at Xi Bojian out of the corner of her eye. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that she said this sentence to Xi Bojian on purpose.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xi Bojian's eyes fell on Xi Zhuyan, and the expression on his face instantly became a little displeased.

Xi Zhuyan clenched her pink fists hidden under the table tightly, her heart was full of hatred. Ever since the death of the eldest lady, she had been holding back San Yiniang and Xi Zhuhua. Unexpectedly, at the reunion banquet, Xi Zhuhua still would not Ken let her go.

"Fourth sister, what are you talking about? How can my sister not know that white is not suitable for Chinese New Year? But my mother just passed away, how can I, a daughter, wear red and green? If my sister wears red and green, Aren't the people in the world going to scold my sister for not understanding filial piety." While Xi Zhuyan was speaking, crystal clear tears rolled down her beautiful cheeks drop by drop.

Xi Wanqing sat silently watching the play, she could cry while watching Xi Zhuyan, and she was so weak that she was so weak, her acting skills were really amazing.

Seeing Xi Zhuyan rolling tears, Xi Bojian's heart softened, and he couldn't blame him anymore.

"Okay, now that you know your mother has passed away, you are very heartbroken, but what your fourth sister said is correct, it is indeed not appropriate to wear white during the Chinese New Year."

Xi Zhuyan wiped away his tears, looked at Xi Bojian with a pair of reddish almond eyes and said: "What my father said is that Yan'er didn't think carefully, and Yan'er immediately changed this set of clothes after going back."

Xi Bojian nodded his head lightly, and said nothing more. Seeing that Xi Zhuhua hadn't let Xi Zhuyan suffer, although he was a little unhappy, he didn't find any more trouble.

A table of delicacies from mountains and seas, Xi Wanqing picked up a few chopsticks, as if they were chewing wax, and felt that it was tasteless. It seems that eating at the same table depends on who the other party is. If the words are not speculative, the taste is different. Even if there are delicacies from mountains and seas in front of you, it is tasteless.

After the reunion banquet, it was time to watch New Year's operas. Houses of Marquises like the Marquis of Anguo had the capital to invite a troupe into the mansion to sing operas.

However, Xi Wanqing was dozing off when she was sitting under the stage, she just felt that it was boring to be on the stage.

In this era, there is also a custom of keeping the year old on New Year's Eve. The person who simply keeps the year old must be the head of the house, the mistress, or the child of the first son. Since the eldest lady passed away, this year it is the third aunt who will accompany Xibo to keep the year old. He ate his meal, watched half of the play, and Xi Wanqing hardly had anything else to do.

Xi Wanqing secretly yelled, then got up and walked to Xi Bojian: "Father, my daughter has been feeling a little unwell these days, can I go back to Ziyuexuan to rest first?"

Xi Wanqing has never been able to get into Xi Bojian's eyes, nor does Xi Bojian pay attention to it. Xi Bojian looked at Xi Wanqing with a sweet look, and simply followed her: "Go."

"Thank you, father." Hearing Xi Bojian's agreement, Xi Wanqing felt relieved and very happy. She thanked Mo Yu softly, and the two little girls, Lian Xin, left the bamboo courtyard.

Xi Wanqing returned to Ziyuexuan very quickly, but as soon as she walked to the door, she saw that the light in her room was actually on. What happened, she remembered that the red candle was indeed extinguished before going out.

"Miss, why does your room smell like grilled fish? It smells so good." A strong smell of fish wafted from Xi Wanqing's room, Lian Xin asked suspiciously.

"Who dares to boldly break into Miss's boudoir?" Mo Yu looked suspicious and nervous, and even prepared the moves in his hands.

Xi Wanqing raised her hand and pressed it, signaling her not to act rashly, Mo Yu then withdrew her hand.

Xi Wanqing took a deep breath, in addition to the strong smell of fish, the cold air was mixed with a faint fragrance of magnolia flowers, and then, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, smiling sweetly.

"Girl, you are finally back." Gong Xingyan's gentle and jade-like voice came from the room, the tone was just right, and it sounded very comfortable.

Mo Yu, Lian Xin heard the familiar voice in their ears, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Miss, it's Sect Master Lie." Mo Yu said flatly.

"En." Xi Wanqing nodded lightly, then walked towards her room.

Xi Wanqing reached out and pushed open the door, and Gong Xingyan's figure was reflected in front of her eyes.

A dim red candle in the room, the candlelight reflected on the black robe in front of the table, coating the black robe with a faint halo, at this time the table was full of food, including grilled fish , sauce duck, pepper chicken, golden bird's nest, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, etc., the table is full, and every dish is still steaming.

Gong Xingyan heard the sound of the door opening, and turned his head slightly to watch Xi Wanqing walk in. Under the dim candlelight, his facial features were straight, his eyebrows were flying, and his face was like jade.

Xi Wanqing walked into the room, followed by Mo Yu and Lian Xin.

Gong Xingyan saw a beautiful figure approaching in front of him, but he didn't see her for a short time, he found that he missed her very much, when the beautiful figure approached, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly: "Girl, the reunion banquet is not full. "

(End of this chapter)