descendants of nuwa

Chapter 47 Meeting the Second Miss (1)
"Prime Minister's Mansion?" The chopsticks in Qingcheng's hands paused, and she looked at the door in surprise.

Yin'er nodded and said: "Yes, before Miss got up this morning, the manager sent a message from the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Qingcheng lowered her head and continued to drink porridge elegantly, without speaking.Yin'er waited aside, thinking that Qingcheng would have something to say!Unexpectedly, the bowl of porridge bottomed out, and Qingcheng didn't say a word.Yin'er finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Miss, shall we go tomorrow?"

Qingcheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, gracefully wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said lightly, "No!"

Yin'er was taken aback, but she didn't expect Qingcheng to answer like this. Before she could express her doubts, Qingcheng said indifferently: "Miss who is born in Mowang's mansion, you don't have to humble yourself to cater to other people's preferences! When you go back to the prime minister's mansion, you will be able to do so." Said that Miss Ben has an appointment with the prince and is free to play chess tomorrow!"

Appreciation flashed across Yin'er's eyes, he saluted and left!Qingcheng caressed the hem of the light concubine-colored tulle skirt that was especially delicate today, and stood up after a long silence before standing up and saying to Mu'er and Shui'er, "Take me to the second lady's yard!"

Second lady's yard
It was the time when the sun was scorching hot, and there was silence in the yard except for the servants passing by and the light sound of the wind blowing the petals down.The second young lady, Mo Yuxi, leaned lightly on one of the noble concubine's couchs, holding a book in her jade hand and reading with gusto, there was a trace of sickness on her delicate face that could not be concealed.A girl pushed open the door and walked in, bowed to the second miss Mo Yuxi and said, "Second miss, the third miss who has just returned home is on her way to our yard!"

The second miss Mo Yuxi put down the book in her hand and glanced at the garden blown by the breeze outside the window, said lightly: "Understood, you go and prepare some hot pastries! Another bowl of iced mung bean soup! What's the weather like today?" It's so hot that the third sister might not be able to stand the heat!"

The girl nodded respectfully, closed the door and left!
After a while, I heard the voice of my personal servant girl: "Miss San, please this way, the weather is very hot today and our second miss is reading in the study to escape the heat..."

The door was pushed open, and Mo Yuxi had already got up from the concubine's couch with a book still lying on it, Mo Yuxi smiled softly and said to Qingcheng, "The third sister is here! Sit down!"

Qingcheng nodded and sat down with Mo Yuxi's hand, and the girl immediately brought the cold mung bean soup and pastries.Mo Yuxi said with a smile: "Why did the third sister come here at this scorching sun, and come back when the sun is not so poisonous in the evening!"

Qingcheng smiled slightly, and looked at Mo Yuxi's appearance, which was not astonishing but delicate and elegant. She was wearing a bamboo-colored tulle skirt embroidered with dark patterns of plum blossoms, and her long hair was tied with a simple but delicate hosta.As soon as the whole person meets the eyes, there is a touch of watery hibiscus in the hot summer, with a gentle and easy-going temperament with a hint of coquettishness when she was mature.Indeed, it makes people appreciate it at a glance.

Qingcheng said: "It was supposed to meet my sister as soon as I returned home, but Qingcheng..."

Before Qingcheng finished speaking, Mo Yuxi interrupted with a smile: "Third sister, you are welcome, why do you need such polite words between us! That night when you returned to the mansion, the prince told us that you were not feeling well and we will I didn't bother you! After all, I'm the older sister, I don't know if your health is better, so I didn't go to you!"

Qingcheng still smiled lightly and didn't say anything. When she lowered her head and drank the porridge, she felt that Mo Yuxi was looking at her without any trace, and Qingcheng kept silent as if she didn't know.

Qingcheng looked up at the rows of books in Mo Yuxi's study and sighed: "My sister has a lot of books in her study, does my sister like reading very much?"

(End of this chapter)