Chang Anqing

Chapter 17 The Sisterhood
When night falls, a bright moon hangs on the tree branches, the cool night wind blows the tree branches rustling, and mottled and swaying tree shadows fall on the wall. In the silence, only birdsong and insects can be heard. Lang Lang night.

The maids under the corridor of the Xiaguang Courtyard were all standing there in a proper manner, but seven or eight people did not even make a sound, which seemed extremely deserted. At this moment, a pretty and charming figure was half leaning against the lattice window in the house. Resting on the soft throw pillow, her left hand seemed to be playing with something. When Qiu Zhi walked in, she saw such a lazy scene, but she knew that the scene in front of her seemed to be peaceful, but it was just under the ice. The torrent, forbearance nothing.

"Ma'am, this servant will change your medicine for you—"

Qiu Zhi took a deep breath silently, carefully opened the bead curtain, and when she entered, she gently pinched and held the swaying bead curtain until the sound of collision was no longer heard, and then she respectfully walked over. Probing sound in the near future.

However, after a while, the girl leaning on the seat did not speak. Qiu Zhi took a closer look and realized that what her master was playing with was the Ehuang ointment sent by Yongning County Master that day. Even the medicine in his hand was a little heavier.

"Pada—" Yang Hongying threw the fist-sized Ehuang ointment on the seat at will, and asked Qiu Zhi, who did not dare to make a sound, "What are you doing there?"

Hearing this, Qiu Zhi lowered her head and finally breathed a sigh of relief. With Qiu Lan's help, she quickly took off the wrapped snow-white gauze for Yang Hongying, revealing her red, swollen and purple wrist. Qiu Zhi didn't dare to delay, and moved neatly. The medicine, before taking a new gauze wrap, heard a voice indistinguishable: "Didn't the imperial doctor say, that Ehuang ointment is a high-quality wound medicine that cannot be bought with money, if you don't apply it, it will be a waste of money. people's hearts."

Qiu Zhi was slightly startled when she heard this, and immediately said, "Yes."

Waiting to use a small silver spoon to lightly apply it to Yang Hongying, Qiu Zhi rubbed it gently, and the familiar cold fragrance dissipated immediately. .

When she came back today, she thought about it for a long time, and about it, she also had some bottom line.It seemed that Li Sui had long known that she had injured her hand and deliberately refused to take medicine, so she had become suspicious. According to what the imperial doctor said, she had already quietly added those medicines into her daily diet these days.Thinking back to today, Li Sui specially asked people to change the ball at the beginning of the game. He must have thought about the ball again at that time, smeared the Ehuang ointment, and just waited for her to block it with her hand.

It's ridiculous that she planned a lot, but now she was dumb and had to swallow it herself.

Qiu Zhi naturally sensed the suppressed anger of her master, and did not dare to lift her head. She forced herself to finish the application, and carefully wrapped the gauze around it.

"Miss, madam Bao is here—"

When the voice of the maid came from outside, Yang Hongying raised her eyebrows slightly, almost changing into a happy face when Baoying entered.

"My sister is here—"

While talking, the maid opened the bead curtain, Baoying had already walked in, Hongying got up with Qiulan's support, and was pushed back by Baoying before she was about to meet her.

"Is it better?"

Qiu Zhi moved the carved nanmu jintu and approached, Baoying supported Hongying's hand and sat down, seeing Baoying looking at her injured hand, Hongying didn't care: "I'm worried about my sister, why don't you? It's just that I can't touch the water these days, I need to take good care of it, and I'm more spoiled than usual."

Baoying nodded, then glanced at the Ehuang ointment on the case, and calmly retracted her gaze and said, "I saw you put a flower on it a few days ago, but it's a novelty, and you can tell it's Qiulan at a glance. Their craftsmanship—"

Said Baoying's brows and eyes with an autumn-like smile, she said to Qiulan Qiuzhi, who was standing beside her, "I specially asked Huirong to ask you a question or two."

When Qiu Zhi Qiu Lan heard the words, she looked at her master, Hong Ying retracted her gaze knowingly, a leisurely smile floated on her lips, and leaned her body more comfortably: "Since Sister likes it, you both bring Hui Rong with you. Go look for it."

When Qiu Zhi and the others led the way down, the house suddenly became deserted, only the crickets under the wall could be heard from time to time.

"What do you want to tell me?"

After a long silence, Baoying finally broke the silence when he saw that the person in front of him did not intend to speak first.

When Hongying heard the words, she didn't rush to answer, she just supported her chin with her left hand lazily, and looked at Baoying curiously with a pair of exquisite eyes and said, "Sister, Hongying didn't understand what she said."

"Today you were hit by Ah Man's ball, is it really an accident?"

Realizing that Baoying was unwilling to play dumb riddles with her, Hongying "puchi-" smiled, her eyes still full of smiles, but her heart felt alienated little by little.

"Aman? After only a few days of getting along, my sister has become so close to the Yongning County Lord? I know that you and I are sisters of a compatriot. If you don't know, you are only a younger sister, the Yongning County Lord."

Baoying looked at Hongying lazily shaking the fan in her left hand in front of her. The breeze blew through her hair, making her even more charming, like a lazy cat, which made people feel pity.

But Baoying felt that these were just illusions. The younger sister in front of her was different from the little girl who was dragging her skirt behind her and begging her to take the paper kite with her.

Now she doesn't know when, she has become more and more like what their mother Yang expects them to grow up, and even she almost doesn't know her.

Now she still remembers that her mother, who had been striving to be strong all her life, taught them harshly since they could remember. She learned music at the age of five, rituals at the age of six, and history at the age of seven. Under the strict eyes of her mother, and under the guidance of her teacher, she learned to cook tea and throw pots and all the family's preferences.

Until one day, Princess Yongning, who was only 12 years old, was famous in Chang'an as a noble girl, and since that day, it has been widely rumored that Princess Yongning has a noble blood and is a model daughter of the family. Yang Yan, the eldest son and future son of the eldest son, is still a childhood sweetheart, so it is a match made in heaven.

She still remembered that day when her father came to her mother's yard for the first time to quarrel with her mother. She and Hongying, who were secretly hiding behind the bead curtain and did not dare to make a sound, were brought to her mother by the maids until her father walked away. Now, she can't forget her mother's stubborn red eyes, but her eyes are indifferent, like a stranger watching them quietly, she only uttered two words for a long time, but she was shocked to tears, Hongying even more Crying and shrinking.

"useless."

Now Baoying remembers these two words, and she doesn't know whether it should be ridiculous or ridiculed.

It turned out that this was the most indifferent and cruel evaluation given by a mother to her children of her own blood.

That day seemed to be a watershed in her life and Hongying's life. The mother's upbringing requirements for the two of them were also extremely harsh. Even Mr. Yingying sometimes interceded for them to no avail, so he had to be a little tolerant with their sisters in private.

Thinking about it now, Hongying has been different since then.

I no longer envy the people next to me to have fun. Every day I not only study according to my mother's requirements, but also exceed my mother's expectations. I even deliberately change my own preferences according to the preferences of Yongning County Master.

It's not that she didn't notice all this, and she also comforted her, but what she got in return was Hongying's nonchalant jokes.

In the end, Hongying got the unanimous blue eyes of her father and mother, and became the most dazzling daughter of the Yang family and even Hongnong. Perhaps based on these, all the desires that Hongying suppressed in her heart, from the moment she entered Chang'an or the Taiwei Mansion. At that moment, I can no longer hide it.

"Hongying, you weren't like this before—"

When Hongying heard this sentence, something flashed in her eyes, but it was only a moment, and she smiled indifferently: "Sister's words are strange, you and I are changing in height and size, how can people remain the same? of."

"Have you ever thought about it, Hongying, what do you want? Is what Aye Aniang and the others expect really what you want?"

"Some things are destined to be taken by force. Even if it is taken, it should be taken in a proper way. How can we be injustice to others for our own selfishness?"

Hearing Baoying's heart-to-heart persuasion, Hongying's lips gradually became cold, and the hand that shook the fan slowly stopped, looked at Baoying and said, "Destined? What is doomed?"

"I only know that when we came to Beijing this time, we came with Aye Aniang's expectations. Did my sister forget what we promised them? People say that the saint is the real dragon and the emperor, and being the king of the world is chosen by God. , but is this really the case now? Then what is the Taiwei's mansion doing?"

"Red Ying-"

Baoying looked at the aggressive girl in front of her, thinking about those words, as if recalling something, her face turned pale, and she cried out.

However, Hongying in front of her didn't care at all, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled coldly: "So my sister told me what is destined? Is it destined for Yongning County Master to marry Yang Yan? You are too naive."

"Although she has lived in this Taiwei's mansion for all these years, she can't change the fact that her surname is Li. Your thoughts are just wishful thinking of the Taiwei's wife. If your uncle thinks this way, he will not agree with you. I'm in Beijing."

Seeing that Baoying gradually became silent, Hongying continued: "What's more, my sister thinks Li Sui is a good person? She already knew the intention of you and me to enter the Taiwei's mansion, so she pretended to be close and gave you and me these things, I just want to divide you and me and deal with them one by one. It is true that I am tempting her today, but she clearly knows that if she doesn't still plan, why is she showing mercy? Today, you defended her in front of me, and you never thought she would be like this today. Treat me, she will hurt you like this every day? After all, you and I are sisters, why do you frequently favor her with a foreign surname?"

The voice fell, and the room fell into silence again. Baoying looked at Hongying, who was venting everything in front of her. She only felt that something had changed. I feel that there is something in the middle that I can't get past.

"I know I can't persuade you any more, but I hope you understand that what you are doing now is for the sake of cousin Yan or for the identity behind him. What you are doing today has been concealed for a while, and it is difficult to protect your life. Mrs. Wei and the others won't notice. If you continue to act like this, what will happen to them in the future? You are my sister and someone with the same blood as me. You only think that I am unwilling to favor you, but I I just don't want you to act rashly, hurt others, and even hurt yourself—"

Having said that, Baoying stopped staying, got up and looked at the girl sitting there, and said calmly, "You should rest early."

When the sound of the bead curtain sounded again, the sound seemed to hit Hong Ying's heart, but it was abnormally noisy, which made people sigh.

"Bangdang-"

When Qiu Zhi Qiulan rushed in, she saw the delicate little box containing Ehuang ointment lying quietly on the ground, the clear ointment splashed all over the ground, and Hongying sitting on the seat sat up, clutching a few in her left hand. There was a coldness in his eyes that could no longer be concealed.

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