The Biography of Concubine Xi of Yongzheng

Chapter 9
On this day, Yanhua saw the sweet-scented osmanthus in the garden in full bloom, so on a whim, she wanted to pick some flowers to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

Her mother-in-law had learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and the brewed sweet-scented osmanthus wine was fragrant, and her whole body was warmed after two sips.She has not brewed it herself, but she knows the method. Seeing such luxuriant sweet-scented osmanthus, she suddenly became interested.

The matter of Song Gege's miscarriage has not yet been investigated, and Fujin has been in poor health for the past two days, so everyone is spared the daily greetings.Yanhua was very happy, and went to Geng's to drink small tea and eat snacks, and the days passed quickly.It's just that Sibeile hasn't appeared since that night, Yanhua doesn't care, but Lingxi keeps nagging in her ear all day long.

Yanhua didn't have the intention of serving the bed, since she has married into the mansion, she is already his person, and serving the bed is only a matter of time.But she felt that she was still young, and she thought what Geng said was right. Lord Belle saw that she was young, and hadn't touched her mind yet.So she is not in a hurry, a day of leisure is a day.

In this room, she was picking sweet-scented osmanthus with Ying Xiu, but suddenly heard a burst of hearty laughter.

"Hahahaha... Fourth brother, the sweet-scented osmanthus in your yard is really blooming."

"If you like, you can plant a few more in your house."

"That's so troublesome, fourth brother, I'll have someone move the flowers from your garden to me as soon as tomorrow, haha..."

Yanhua didn't know why, but felt her heart tremble twice with the burst of laughter.She raised her eyes to follow the laughter, and saw a thin young man coming side by side with Sibeile.He had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and the smile on his face flaunted unscrupulously, happy and comfortable, Yanhua felt as if she was also infected, Shi Shiran curled the corners of her mouth, and bowed her head to salute the person who came.

"What are you doing for picking so many sweet-scented osmanthus?" Yinzhen smiled slightly and motioned Yanhua and Yingxiu to get up, looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus in Yingxiu's flower basket and asked.

"Back to Sibeile, I see that the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming well, and I want to pick some to make some sweet-scented osmanthus."

"You can also make sweet-scented osmanthus? You are the new little Gege in the fourth brother's house?" The man with a bright smile just now became interested, walked a few steps closer, grabbed a handful of sweet-scented osmanthus from the basket, and sniffed it in front of his nose Sniff, put it back in the basket after sniffing.

Yan Hua nodded, but lowered her head and didn't look at him: "Brother Shisan, yes. In the past, my servant's mother learned how to make sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing, and now this servant wants to try it."

"How do you know I'm Elder Brother Thirteen?" He glanced at Yinzhen, then walked back to him with a smile on his face.

Yanhua still lowered her head, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was rippling, and the smile dyed her whole face: "This servant guessed."

Lingxi said that the thirteenth elder brother and the fourth beile have a good relationship, so they often come to the mansion as guests, and also said that the thirteenth elder brother is a casual person.So Yanhua thought, to be able to smile so brightly in front of Sibeile, it must be Elder Brother Thirteen.

Yinzhen saw that her slightly raised face was full of smiles, and the corners of her mouth curved accordingly: "Brew a few more jars, and when the brewing is ready, give Thirteenth Brother two jars to taste."

"Hahahaha... Fourth brother, you know me best, so I'm fine with that." Thirteen raised his head and laughed loudly again, and raised his feet to walk away from Yinzhen.

"Miss, I picked so many sweet-scented osmanthus flowers today, can I make some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes?"

"Yeah! That's a good idea. If you have sleeves full, pick some more, and you can make tea after drying..." For some reason, Yanhua always felt Brother Thirteen's hearty laughter kept ringing in her ears, secretly Shaking his head, he threw out those strange questions in his mind, and only started to pick up the sweet-scented osmanthus...

(End of this chapter)