Yutai Bi

Chapter 1
The first snow fell and melted into the air before it touched the ground.As if being sucked away from the surrounding heat, Cen Sanniang shuddered shiveringly, and heard the sound of teeth chattering when she spoke: "Mom, mom, it's cold..."

The nanny Xu panicked and hugged her, shouting repeatedly: "Baicao! Baicao! San Niangzi is awake!"

"Third lady is awake?" The girl Baicao replied in surprise from outside.

The pot of medicine has been simmering on the stove.Baicao wrapped the handle of the medicine jar with a cloth towel, picked it up with one hand, and placed a bamboo chopstick on the mouth of the jar with the other hand, quickly grated the medicine soup into a large coarse porcelain bowl, and then scooped it up with a spoon. Into the blue and white porcelain bowl.The movements were smooth and smooth, and the medicinal soup did not overflow at all.

After she poured it like this, the medicinal soup cooled down.Baicao picked up the small silver spoon and tasted it, her mouth was full of bitterness, her face suddenly wrinkled like a white bread with eighteen folds.

"Baicao! What are you dawdling for?" Xu asked anxiously.

"Here we come!" Baicao quickly put the blue and white porcelain bowl on the tray, took a plate of candied plums, and carried it into the back room.

Cen Sanniang leaned on Xu's chest in a daze.Opening a slit, everything in front of her eyes was spinning, and she instinctively closed her eyes again.There was a strong scent of medicine coming from her nose, and she heard Mrs. Xu calling her: "Third lady, after drinking this bowl of medicine, you will be fine if you sweat!"

The voice was so kind, and the warmth from Xu's body was so familiar, Cen Sanniang obediently opened her mouth.

After swallowing the hot medicine soup, a layer of capillary sweat immediately appeared on her vest.

"Third lady, it won't be bitter to eat a plum after rinsing your mouth!" She heard Baicao's crisp laughter.A cup of white water washed away the bitter taste in her mouth, and then there was a hint of sweetness.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up." Xu put Cen Sanniang down, carefully wiped the sweat off her forehead, and tucked the corners of the quilt tightly.

The chill subconsciously dissipated.The quilt was soft and warm, and Cen Sanniang changed into a comfortable posture.

"The old lady of the third room said that she will invite the elders of the clan to open the ancestral hall tomorrow, and she will adopt the ninth young master of the fourth master to our master."

"But the third lady is still ill."

"The third lady is not allowed to enter the ancestral hall... The third old lady is the old lady's brother. The third old lady said that she will make decisions for the third lady in the future and choose a good marriage."

"Are we going to live here forever?"

"The third lady is only ten years old, with the old lady around, she can always protect the third lady when she grows up..."

Xu's and Baicao's voices could be heard softly.Cen Sanniang listened in a daze, one scene after another flashed before her eyes, and finally fell into a dream.

It rained all night, and at dawn the rain gradually lightened, floating in the air like mist.

Cen Sanniang sat next to the beauties on the second floor, pulled up the bamboo curtain, sniffed the fresh air, and sipped a cup of honey water.

The nanny Xu is tidying up the room quickly.She suddenly caught a glimpse of the blue and blue embroidered white butterfly cross-collar gown on the screen: "Hey, didn't you splash a drop of soup yesterday and ask Baicao to wash it? Why are you still wearing it here?"

She took off the clothes and took a look, the clothes were washed, but there was a hole the size of a copper coin in the front.Xu's heartbroken complained about Baicao: "Why is this girl using so much energy? It's good, she washed a hole."

Cen Sanniang smiled and excused Baicao: "How can this cloth withstand washing and wearing for three years? Baicao has been very careful. It happened to be a Baicao garment. My mother embroidered it well. I used the same color thread to mend the flowers and butterflies." I can wear it again."

(End of this chapter)