The Romance of the West Chamber: The Bells are Ringing

The matchmaker was stunned, and it turned out that Yingying was not asleep, so she turned to look at the bed, and saw Yingying sighing softly, touching the embroidery on the quilt, feeling the chill from the quilt. She whispered to herself: "The emerald green quilt actually produced a chill, pressing against the embroidered quilt, it was really unsettling."

Yingying lay quietly on the bed, a green quilt gently wrapped around her body. Her expression seemed a little melancholy, and her eyes were deep and thoughtful. The bed curtains were embroidered with exquisite patterns, which seemed to highlight her beauty, but at this moment, there was a hint of coolness.

Yingying looked up at the corner of the room, where there was a bottle of elegant blue musk. She frowned slightly and continued: "Even if I put out the scent of blue musk, I can only ask for my own warmth."

She recalled the scene last night, where the scholar in brocade clothes obviously seduced her, making her fall into deep longing. However, today, it was difficult to get close to those wealthy nobles, and the loneliness and loss in her heart was beyond words.

Yingying lay a little uneasy, her mind wandering, as if shrouded in a fog. She knew she wanted to reach high places and take leisurely walks, but she could not find true happiness.

She gently pressed her palm on her heart, feeling the ups and downs in her heart. Her emotions became more and more intense day after day, making her drowsy.

In this quiet room, Yingying stared out the window quietly, as if hoping to find the answer from the distant sky. The contradictions and anguish in her heart plunged her into endless thoughts. In this bright spring moment, she felt the loneliness and confusion in her heart.

Yingying knew that her heart could no longer calm down and she needed to find a way to release her emotions. But at this moment, she could only feel the chaos and throbbing silently, letting her emotions intertwine in her heart and feeling drowsy.

Yingying looked at the matchmaker quietly, with a hint of fatigue and worry in her eyes. She sighed softly, and then said: "Matchmaker, I just need a soft crocodile pillow to take a nap on. But once I leave the boudoir, you will follow me closely like a shadow, never leaving. Don’t give up.”

As she spoke, her fingers gently touched the embroidered quilt on the bed, with a hint of longing in her expression. She felt that this was a warm and safe place. As long as she took a rest on the soft shark crocodile pillow, she could temporarily forget the troubles in her heart.

The matchmaker listened to Yingying's words and nodded with a smile. She understood Yingying's mood at the moment. She sighed softly and said to Yingying: "It's none of my business. It was the old lady who told me to follow my sister." There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, as if she was also involved in something. An inevitable dispute.

After hearing what the matchmaker said, Yingying looked at her with a little doubt. She understood that the matchmaker was the old lady's personal maid, but why did the old lady tell the matchmaker to follow her? This made her feel a little confused.

Seeing Yingying's doubts, the matchmaker explained: "Sister, you know that there have been some changes at home recently. The old lady was worried that you would not be safe outside alone, so she ordered me to follow you and take care of you."

Yingying nodded, and gradually understood in her heart. She knew that the situation at home had been somewhat turbulent recently, and she really needed someone to accompany her. Although she didn't like being interfered with too much, she also understood the old lady's intentions.

"Okay, matchmaker, since it's the old lady's order, then you can follow me." Yingying finally accepted the arrangement and tried to show a calm attitude.

When the matchmaker heard Yingying's promise, a trace of relief flashed in her eyes. She knew that although Yingying looked strong on the outside, she actually had a fragile side inside. As her personal maid, she hopes to be able to provide warmth and support to Yingying when she needs it.

The matchmaker smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry, I will always be by your side and never leave you. I will protect you whether you are out of the boudoir or at home."

After hearing what the matchmaker said, Yingying's eyes flashed with emotion and relief. She thought: "Although the matchmaker is just a cheap maid, she is still someone I can trust. No matter what happens, the matchmaker is always by my side silently."

"Matchmaker, thank you." Yingying said softly, her tone full of gratitude.

The matchmaker smiled and shook her head and said, "Sister, this is what I should do. I will always be by your side as long as you need it."

Yingying nodded, feeling warm in her heart. Then he frowned again and said dissatisfiedly: "My mother is so boring! She has been guarding me like this these days. The little maidservant was very diligent, but the old lady was too restrictive, as if I was a fragile flower. Afraid that I would be wronged.”

She was sitting in the room, holding a book in her hands and flipping through it absentmindedly. There is an exquisite mahogany table placed in the room. On the table is a pot of blooming peonies with gorgeous petals. Yingying's eyes fell on the peonies, as if she was thinking about something.

The matchmaker stood aside and looked at Yingying, feeling a little at a loss. She knew that Yingying was a smart girl, but this made the old lady worry that she had been wronged. The matchmaker wanted to comfort Yingying, but she didn't know what to say.

Yingying looked up at the matchmaker, with a hint of grievance and helplessness in her eyes. She knows the matchmaker means well, but she also longs for freedom and independence and doesn't want to be overprotected. She hopes to have the opportunity to explore the outside world and experience the ups and downs of life.

"Matchmaker, I know you're doing it for my own good, but I'm really fed up with this kind of restraint." Yingying sighed and continued: "I'm not a weak girl. I also need to face some challenges and difficulties. To grow.”

After hearing Yingying's words, the matchmaker understood her thoughts somewhat. She patted Yingying's shoulder gently and said softly: "Sister, you have never been in such a cold and depressed mood before. Ever since you saw that Zhang Sheng, your mood has become uneasy. What happened? What's going on? Is there anything that's bothering you? Tell me, maybe I can help you."

Yingying lowered her head and said nothing, her expression showing a trace of complicated emotions. She hesitated for a moment and finally decided to tell the matchmaker what was on her mind. She said softly: "Matchmaker, ever since I saw Zhang Sheng, my heart has become uneasy. Every time I think of him, the longing makes me feel depressed, and even my interest in eating and drinking tea is greatly reduced. Especially at dusk, I even feel the sadness caused by separation, and now it is the twilight of spring, which makes me feel even more troubled."

The matchmaker patted Yingying's hand gently and comforted: "Sister, emotional fluctuations are normal. You don't have to blame yourself too much. It's understandable that you like Zhang Sheng. However, I want to remind you You, there are many complex factors in life, and we cannot decide the future direction based on temporary feelings. Maybe Zhang Sheng also has a crush on you, but whether he is suitable to be your partner requires a deeper understanding."

Yingying nodded, her eyes still filled with worry. She understood that what the matchmaker said was right, but the tangle in her heart was not so easy to resolve. She said: "Matchmaker, I understand what you mean, but I am also worried that my feelings will be misunderstood or rejected. I don't know how to face this feeling, and I am not sure about Zhang Sheng's feelings for me."

The matchmaker smiled and held Yingying's hand, encouraging: "Sister, feelings require courage to face. If you really like Zhang Sheng, you might as well try to express your feelings. Maybe he is also waiting for your response. Woolen cloth."