After the first assistant's wife is reborn

Chapter 19
No wonder the princess mother-in-law stopped blindly protecting each other when she saw that the old lady had something to find fault with and punished herself...

Presumably the princess's mother-in-law disliked her as a daughter-in-law who couldn't get on the wall with mud.

I'm sorry, but in this life I won't be so foolish as to be manipulated by others.

"Old slave Liu Chu has seen Miss."

An old greeting pulled Xia Sichan from the short memory to reality.

Xia Sichan immediately put aside unnecessary emotions, looked up at shopkeeper Liu, who was wearing a blue cotton gown and was nearly fifty years old and in good spirits, and said, "Treasurer Liu, please sit down." Then he ordered: "Xiaomei serves tea. "

"Yes, young mistress." Xiaomei readily agreed, and turned to make tea at Qu'an.

"Miss, you're welcome. I don't know why the lady called this old servant?" Shopkeeper Liu asked with a bow.

"That's right, is there a writer who writes the script in the book store?"

Since I have never asked about things in the shop before, how do I know if there is a writer in my shop?
"Yes!" Shopkeeper Liu immediately replied, "Miss, do you have a channel for new chat books?" He looked up at Xia Sichan with interest in his words.

The sales volume of Huiyuan Shusi's chat books is not bad. Although the book shop does not focus on chat books, it is still very good to sell chat books to gather popularity.

"Well, it's just a general idea. In two days, ask someone to send you the general plot of the story, and ask the writer to write it out as soon as possible. When it's finished, don't forget to send me a sample before printing it." Xia Xia Sichan exhorted carefully.

"Shopkeeper Liu, please drink tea." Xiaomei quickly brought the freshly brewed tea to the mahogany desk in front of Shopkeeper Liu.

"Thank you, miss." Shopkeeper Liu held up the purple clay teacup in front of him, took a sip to pick up the topic just now, and said, "This old slave knows, so I'll go back and tell them." Then he put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and faced Xia Sichan bowed and said goodbye: "Miss, if you have nothing else to do, the old slave book shop still has business to deal with, so I will leave first."

"Well, Uncle Liu, go ahead." Xia Sichan politely waved at shopkeeper Liu.

After Shopkeeper Liu left, Nanny Sun asked hesitantly, "Miss, do you want to write the script by yourself?"

"Hey, how can I have that ability, your lady? I just thought of a good material and wanted to contribute it. It can not only entertain people in their spare time, but also earn a little money to spend. Why not do it?" Woolen cloth?"

In the two lifetimes, he was labeled as shameless and flirting with Wei Ziqian.

This label makes me unable to hold my head up in front of the world, and suffers from having nowhere to distinguish.

She can only use the scriptures to clarify herself, not the so-called scheming woman that others say.

It also makes the world see clearly that Zhu Linlin and her like are morally corrupt, but they stand on the highest point and condemn the women who were framed by their designs. It's a miserable situation where everyone can't tell the difference, and they can't speak alone...

There is another one, which is also difficult to understand!
She had already thought of the title of the book, and it was called "On the Shady Story of the Banquet".

The content of course is to list and expose the shady scenes at the fruit banquet, flower viewing banquet and other banquets in the past.

The inexperienced lady in the boudoir was designed by a scheming woman, she was either thrown into the lake, or locked in the room of a strange man, and then the instigator called people to watch... Then Miss Jiaojiao had to marry for the sake of her reputation A wretched man with a bad reputation and a ruined family background as his wife.

Furthermore, the so-called throwing oneself into the arms is not a voluntary act of the witnesses...

Full explanation - seeing is not necessarily believing!
Xia Sichan returned to the wing room and started to act.First list the outline of the storybook, and then conceive of several of the main characters.

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The next day, Xia Sichan had just finished her lunch when Madam Jiang, who was beside the princess of Qingxiangyuan, came to Huiyuan.

Mother Jiang smiled and squinted her eyes, and explained her reason for coming to Xia Sichan who greeted her warmly: "Young Mistress, the princess's carriage is parked outside the gate waiting for you to go shopping together!"

"what?"

"Shopping?" Xia Sichan was confused for a moment.

"Cough, young mistress, have you forgotten to go shopping with our princess today?" Mammy Jiang sipped the sweet-scented osmanthus black tea Siju made for her, and reminded her with a smile.

"Oh, oh, look at my memory, thanks to Mammy for reminding me. Please trouble Mammy to go back and tell my mother-in-law that I will be there as soon as I change my clothes."

Today, I don't need an attendant to go shopping with the princess's mother-in-law.

In other words, with the princess's mother-in-law here, who wouldn't dare to stir up trouble?
Besides, the princess's mother-in-law is definitely not protected by guards with high martial arts skills, so why use her own servants who can't stand on the stage?

After Madam Jiang said goodbye and left, she ordered her servant Ju to bring a set of luxurious but unobtrusive pomegranate red silk skirt embroidered with plum blossoms. It was covered with a light blue beige. The fabric was supple and obediently outlined her slender stature.The black silk is combed into a gorgeous bun, the eyebrows are like hazy blue daisy from distant mountains, and the eyes contain the clear waves of spring water.After applying makeup, the original small face is like a flourishing peach and plum, but now it is even more dazzling and bright.

How can I go shopping with the princess mother-in-law without wearing something beautiful?
Wouldn't it lose the face of the princess mother-in-law.

When Xia Sichan boarded the carriage, she saw Chen Yuan inside smiling at her with satisfaction, and admired in her heart: "My daughter-in-law is really beautiful like a flower separated from the clouds, with a flower-like face."

"Daughter-in-law taught mother-in-law to wait for a long time." Xia Sichan got into the carriage and sat beside Chen Yuan and said guiltily.

"It didn't take long, I just arrived too." Chen Yuan patted Xia Sichan's hand lovingly.

In Xia Sichan's eyes, the princess's mother-in-law is wearing a luxurious and bright lavender dress, which is unusual for wide sleeves and long swings, narrow cuffs, and a small skirt. The skirt is embroidered with gold and silver threads. With complicated and delicate rose patterns, red double-petal roses are in full bloom on the skirt, and the branches and leaves and the dotted flowers are extraordinarily delicate. Coupled with the waist chain studded with various gemstones, the whole person looks like two. The eight girl-like Gu Pan shines.

While being amazed, Xia Sichan couldn't help blurting out: "Grandma is so beautiful!"

Seriously, Xia Sichan is really not blowing rainbow farts...
"Cough, cough, you child, you have a small mouth that can make the elderly happy!" Chen Yuan choked on being praised by her daughter-in-law, cast a helpless glance at her, and said coquettishly.

Xia Sichan quickly blinked her beautiful water eyes and complimented: "Grandmother, you can't be called old. If you are called old, how can those real old people live?"

"Haha...! My daughter-in-law will make me happy, not like Ziqian..." While Chen Yuan was happy, she helplessly slandered her son.

Zijuan and Shiju in the carriage looked at each other and smiled. Nothing makes people happier than mother-in-law and daughter-in-law get along well!

"Master, we're here." While the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were joking, the carriage stopped in front of Baoqinglou, the largest jewelry store on Zhuque Avenue.

　Xia Sichan: Miss Ben wrote a storybook called "On the Shady Story of the Banquet".It is used to expose the common traps that scheming women design to trap little white flowers.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)