Aristocratic Concubine

Chapter 109 Making Shangguan Ziyi Embarrassed (1)
Wanqing hurriedly rushed over to help her: "Ah, big sister, I reminded you, why don't you walk more carefully?"

Shangguan Ziyi knew that there was something wrong with this, but she couldn't produce evidence, so she could only suffer from this dark loss. She was so angry that she wiped the black water on her face, lifted her wet skirt and stepped out the door. As a result, her skirt tripped , with a plop, fell heavily on the wet ground, a big bag fell on her head, and her chest was covered with muddy water. Shangguan Ziyi has never been so embarrassed when she grows up. She wants to die at this moment It was all there, and Xueqin hurriedly came to help her, but she had nowhere to vent her anger, so she slapped Xueqin on the face back, and Xueqin helped her with grievances and tears.

Wanqing went to help her up anxiously and worriedly, "Oh, big sister, you didn't read the almanac when you went out today, it's a bad year, go back and burn some incense, get some pomelo leaves to take a bath, and get rid of the bad luck. "

Shangguan Ziyi stomped her feet angrily, shook off Xueqin, bowed her head and ran away.

Douya'er saw that she had run far away, so she got off the ladder and went back to the house, and Wanqing and Wanqing smugly got together and laughed, as if picking up a gold ingot.

Fang's mother dragged the two of them into the house, sighed disapprovingly: "Young mistress, you are living more and more now, and you are naughty like a child."

Wanqing didn't speak, but her eyes narrowed slightly. The basin of water should be regarded as punishment for her coming over to stir up the relationship between her husband and wife without anything to do. That fall, hmph, is just an eye for an eye. She can step on her own skirt Put it on, Bi Cao was almost beaten, can't he let her fall?

Wanqing has never been vicious, nor is she a vengeful person, but people will not offend me, and I will not offend others. My husband is already a sick man. In this deep house compound surrounded by crises, if he is not strong, he can only be bullied.

Back in the inner room, Shangguan Yeli had already gotten up, standing in front of the desk in front of the window, holding a brush in hand, writing something, she walked over quietly, looked down, and saw on the plain white rice paper, A pretty plain face appeared vividly on the paper, with fine and delicate eyebrows and eyes, a small and delicate nose, and most of all, the plump lips, slightly upturned, with a bit of cunning in a playful expression, isn't it her?
"Ah, Mr. Xianggong, you are good at painting. Your painting is much better than the one just now. Thank you." Wanqing exclaimed exaggeratedly.

As expected, the corners of Shangguan Yeli's mouth turned up slightly, and his eyes were full of doting. After finishing the painting, he gently blew on the paper and handed it to Wanqing.

"I must treasure it." Wanqing stretched out her hand to take it, but Shangguan Yeli took it away, "Bring that one."

"No, I'll go back to the door tomorrow and ask cousin Xuan face to face." Wanqing said solemnly.

Shangguan Yeli's face turned dark immediately, Wanqing took his hand and said, "You naturally understand what your sister means, why should I suffer this loss for nothing? Can't I make her go back when she tricks me? Mr. Don't eat it."

Shangguan Yeli stared at her helplessly: "You are not allowed to see him."

"Tch, don't you have confidence? Are you afraid that you are not as handsome as him? If I like him, I will marry him in 800 years. Is it your turn?" Wanqing rolled his eyes at him and walked away on her own .

She is angry!What a husband and wife need most is mutual trust. If there is a misunderstanding caused by a little provocation, it will be really boring, and the days to come will be spent in suspicion and suspicion. Besides, this is still a polygamous society. She doesn't want to Doubt what will happen to Shangguan Yeli, but he is even more unwilling to have Shangguan Yeli doubt himself, even if it is this inclusive doubt, it is not allowed!

Shangguan Yeli stared blankly at her leaving back, and grinned, revealing eight neat and white teeth.

After Wanqing came out, she nestled in the grand teacher's chair to read. For the past two days, she has been looking for books about Gu poison, but the medical knowledge of the Great Zhou Dynasty is really poor. The technology of the Eastern Han Dynasty at that time, even Mafeisan did not know what it was. Those strange things were recorded in medical books, such as witchcraft, for example, Gu poison, which Xiliang was best at.

However, witchcraft is okay, because there were great wizards in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so the records are more detailed, but because the poisonous poison is something of a foreign race, I don't remember it in detail. She only saw a little bit of relevant information. For some reason, she The sixth feeling is that what Shangguan Yeli is using is not witchcraft, nor is it an ordinary poison, but Gu poison, but now it is just a guess, and there is no evidence at all, so there is no way to solve it.

The Jingning Hou's Mansion had a large collection of books, but it was not as good as the Gu family's. She planned to go to the Grand Master's library to look for such books when she returned home.

Just as she was engrossed in watching, Mrs. Zhang came in, followed by a 14-year-old girl.

"Young Mistress pays my respects." Mrs. Zhang saluted Wan Qing respectfully.

Wanqing hummed lightly, raised her head, and Mrs. Zhang pushed the girl to the front: "Quick, kowtow to the young mistress." Then she said with a smile: "Young mistress, this is the maidservant's daughter Xianglian, who is ten years old this year. It's four, it's the same age as Young Mistress, just a month old."

Wanqing looked at Xianglian, and saw that she had delicate features and delicate features, and she looked like I felt pity for her. Between her brows, there was a sadness that hurt the spring and autumn, so she couldn't help but frowned. Is the person here to be a girl, or a lady?
"Hey, the girl from Zhang Nanny's family is really handsome. Look at this delicate girl, she doesn't look like she's here to serve people. It's no wonder that Zhang Nanny compares her with the young mistress." Bi Cao came in just in time. Hearing what Mrs. Zhang said, she said with a half-smile.

Mrs. Zhang's face froze, and she hurriedly said to Wanqing: "I don't dare, my servant, how dare I compare Xianglian with the young mistress, the young mistress is worth a fortune, and my servant's Xianglian is just a weed."

Wanqing snorted coldly, even if you still know the general idea, lowered your eyes and continued to read, please leave Mrs. Zhang and her daughter aside.

Mrs. Zhang waited for a long time, but she didn't see Wanqing's vitality. Her waist was not straightened up, she was bowed all the time, and she was very sore. She secretly glanced at Wanqing, seeing her reading a book by herself, she felt angry, but she was just a concubine. She raised her status again, but she was still petty in her bones. Thinking about the chips in her hand, she straightened her back.

(End of this chapter)