The Lady of the Red Chamber

Yun Qing slowly stood behind the big screen, stretching her arms, waiting for her personal maid to dress her.

Lin Shi came in, looked at the short and puffy pink dumpling in front of her, with a gentle smile in her eyes, bent over and hugged Yun Qingxuan to the stool in front of the dressing table, picked and picked, and chose a small one. The hibiscus necklace was worn on Yun Qingyou's neck.

Yun Qing slowly looked at herself in the mirror, and moved her shoulders and neck, feeling very satisfied.

He took Lin's arm again, took out the jade pendant from the eleventh prince from the jewelry box, and held it up to his mother: "Aniang, do you think it looks good when I wear this?"

Lin took over the mutton fat jade pendant, tied it on Yun Qingxuan's body, put her down again, took two steps back to observe, and then nodded: "It's beautiful, we are naturally beautiful, and everything we wear looks good."

Yun Qingxuan was very happy when she heard that, she twirled Lin's newly made fringed tassels on the jade pendant with her fingers, her eyes narrowed into slits.

Lin took Yun Qingxuan's hand and led her out of the room, then looked down at her daughter who was still playing with the jade pendant, stroked her hair, and said earnestly: "Wait a minute, the eleventh prince is one of us, So you can take his things. But if it's someone else, you can't be so casual, you know?"

"I know, Ma'am."

Yun Qingxuan was not really stupid, if it was not the eleventh prince who gave her the jade pendant, she would not want it if it were anyone else.

Lin nodded: She already knew that her slowness was always smart, and she could do well even if she didn't need to mention it herself.

Taking Yun Qingxuan into the carriage under the service of the servants, sitting in the carriage, looking at the daughter next to her, a trace of worry flashed in Lin's gentle and loving eyes, and said again worriedly: "Slow down, We have already returned to Beijing. Remember, the capital is no better than Hangzhou, and we must be cautious in everything we say and do, and we must not act rashly."

Yun Qing sat beside Lin shi slowly and uprightly, with her hands on her knees, her body straight and extremely obedient: "Aniang, I know, don't worry."

During the days when they returned to the capital, in order to prevent Yun Qingxu from making mistakes in the capital, Lin and Yun Zhengran did not shy away from her sometimes.

So Yun Qingxuan already knew a lot about the current situation in the capital while on the boat.

The saint's body is getting worse day by day, the princes are already ready to go, eyeing the tiger, and the courtiers are forming teams one after another.

In Zhen Guo Hou's mansion, there is Zhen Guo Hou Yun Haoran who is in charge of 20 military power and tiger talismans, and Yun Zhengran, the head of the Second Household Patriarch who has returned to Beijing to report on his duties as the new Minister of the Ministry of Officials.

As the iron-clad party of the six princes, the powerful Zhen Guohou Mansion has always been a thorn in the side of the other princes.

As the only daughter of the generation of the Marquis of Zhen Guo, Yun Qingxuan was stared at by countless pairs of eyes, and her every move would be roasted on the blazing fire. If she was not careful, she would be in an abyss.

She knew exactly what her parents were worried about, but she just felt that Beijing's restraint had wronged her.But Yun Qingxuan understands better that if he wants to wear the crown, he must bear the weight. Since he has inherited this identity and enjoyed the glory and pride brought by this identity, he must make sacrifices for it.

Mrs. Lin stretched out her hand to hold Yun Qingxuan in her arms, and rested her chin on the top of Yun Qingxuan's head: "My son, I have really suffered for you. Today we will enter the palace to see Concubine Hui, this is your own aunt, there is no need to Too careful. Wait... in the past, everything will be fine."

Yun Qingxuan leaned against her mother's arms, neither mother nor daughter spoke. After a while, Yun Qingxuan seemed to have thought of something, moved her head away from her mother's shoulders, and watched her act like a spoiled child with bright eyes: "Aniang, since you're here in the capital, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Tomorrow, you can bring Cousin Lin to your house to play together, okay?"

On the day she returned from Lin's residence, she suggested to Mrs. Lin that she might as well take Daiyu to stay at home often.

After all, even if Jia's family and Daiyu are close in blood, her mother's blood relationship with Daiyu is not far away.

It's only natural for my aunt to miss her niece and want to take her home to live for a few days.

I thought Lin and Lin Ruhai would definitely agree if they had such a good relationship, but after hearing this, Lin's face immediately paled, and he just said to Yun Qing, "Slow, you are still young, these things are not yours You should worry."

Looking at Lin's expression, Yun Qinghuan didn't dare to ask any more questions, but just kept this matter buried in her heart, thinking when she must dig out the truth.

However, Yun Qingxuan always felt unwilling to take sister Lin out of Jia's mansion, so he tried to save the country and proposed to bring Daiyu to the mansion to play.

Sure enough, Mrs. Lin thought for a while and nodded: "That's a good idea. Speaking of which, I have never seen Yu'er in so many years, and it really shouldn't be. Now that we are both in the capital, we have to meet each other anyway. Let’s also see how well Yu’er, who was praised by your uncle, has come from. It’s really pitiful for this child, who lost his mother at such a young age, and lives alone in his grandfather’s house far away from his father.”

As she spoke, Lin wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, but her eyes were filled with yearning, as if she wished she could pick up Daiyu now, and take a good look at her talented niece.

Yun Qing slowly lowered her head and smiled slyly: A Niang really still loves Sister Lin very much, as long as she can lure Sister Lin to her home, if there is a first time, there must be a second time.When the time comes, I will think of a way, and I must help Sister Lin get out of the filthy Rongguo Mansion.

Yun Qinghuan and his mother got out of the car at the gate of the palace. Concubine Hui's personal maid had long been waiting here, waiting for the mother and daughter to go to the Deyang Palace of the imperial concubine.

When he was in Hangzhou, the Yun Manor had a foster nun specially given by Concubine Hui to teach Yun Qingxu the rules and etiquette, so although Yun Qingxuan was a little nervous now, at least she was not timid.

At first, she thought that her aunt would be a shrewd and powerful woman because she had been immersed in the harem for many years, but Yun Qingxuan was still secretly thinking about how to deal with it in the future.

Unexpectedly, just after they met, the ceremony was about to be completed, and Concubine Hui's tears welled up all of a sudden, and she waved to Yun Qing slowly: "Slow down, come here."

Yun Qing slowly walked up the steps with her skirt, stood beside Concubine Hui, looked at Concubine Hui with wide open eyes, and called out crisply: "Aunt."

"Hey." Concubine Hui replied happily, wiped away her tears, took Yun Qingxuan's little hand and kept touching it, looking at this and then at that: "When your aunt hugged you when you were young, you were just It's a little doll carved in powder and jade, I didn't expect it to grow so big in the blink of an eye."

She raised her head again and said to Mrs. Lin: "Ruxi, this child really looks like you."

Sitting at the bottom, Mrs. Lin covered her lips with a handkerchief when she heard this, and said, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? According to my wife, this girl looks the most like her grandmother."

On the other side of Concubine Hui, a well-dressed concubine was sitting on a seat, looking at Concubine Hui gently, with a quiet smile on the corners of her eyes and brows: "No, why don't you say that the Zhen Guohou's mansion has a good foundation, You are lucky. Whether it is a grandma or a young lady, they are all extremely beautiful."

Concubine Hui put her arms around Yun Qing and patted her on the back slowly, then raised her head and cast a glance at Concubine Gong: "You are the only one who is slippery, don't scare us slowly."

Who would have thought that concubine quit, and looked at Concubine Hui pursing her lips slightly, pretending to be unhappy: "I'm just praising my sister, who would have thought that my sister would even complain about me. Could it be my sister? If you have a sweet niece who doesn't love me anymore, then I won't follow her."

After finishing speaking, I couldn't hold back, and I laughed first.

When she smiled, everyone in the room laughed too, Concubine Hui even bent down, pointing at the concubine: "You."

Yun Qingxuan looked at the woman next to her aunt in admiration: This is Concubine Chen Yi, she really is a Linglong-minded glass person.

The first sentence praised everyone present, and the second sentence seemed to be resentful and dissatisfied, but in fact he was intimate and dependent, and directly coaxed Concubine Hui to fall back and forth.

However, why does she always feel that the atmosphere between her aunt and Concubine Yi is so weird?This must be her illusion.

Concubine Chen Yi looked at Yun Qingxuan, more and more satisfied, picked up a sandalwood box placed on the table beside her, took out a string of colorless tourmalines, stepped forward and put them on Yun Qingxuan's hands herself, holding on to her He patted his hands lightly: "This string of colorless tourmalines was found by Ben Gong's natal family. There were only two strings in the entire Daqing Dynasty. One string was given to Huining of the old six's family a few days ago, and the other string was bought by Ben Gong. Gong thought about it, and it is the most suitable for you."

Lin hurriedly got up and refused: "Empress Yifei, Huanhuan is still young, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold such a precious thing."

Concubine Yi looked at Lin with a smile, waved her hands, and didn't care: "I don't have a daughter, and Huan Xu looks like her own daughter, let alone a string of tourmalines. What, I will never refuse to give you anything. Madam Yun, you are welcome."

Concubine Hui nodded approvingly, looked at Mrs. Lin, and agreed with a smile: "Ruxi, you are just too cautious, Youwei is one of your own."

As he said that, he looked down at Yun Qingxuan again, pointed at Concubine Chen Yi, and said very seriously: "Hurry up, you will go to Ninghe Palace later. Your aunt Yifei has many treasures, what are you looking for? Pick whatever you want, it’s rare to come here once, don’t take advantage of her.”

Concubine Yi was shocked when she heard this, covered her heart, and frowned: "Sister's order, how dare my sister refuse to obey. Shuangxue, hurry up and move out all the good things in the palace's warehouse. Let this little niece, Ben Gong, choose carefully."

Yun Qing slowly nestled in Concubine Hui's arms, just smiled sweetly, turned her head and buried it in Concubine Hui's arms, seemingly shy, but the corners of her mouth twitched wildly.

Sitting below, Mrs. Lin gradually lost the restraint she had at the beginning. She laughed and joked with Concubine Hui and Concubine Chen Yi, and the hall was full of laughter and joy.

Thinking of something, Concubine Hui suddenly asked Lin: "Ruxi, you haven't brought Slowly to Lao Liu's mansion, have you?"

Lin stood up, bowed slightly and replied: "Yes. I just returned to the capital, and I was in a hurry, and my wife hadn't had time to hand over the post."

Concubine Hui nodded: "Xuan Xu is so young, and she is used to living in Hangzhou. It is unavoidable to be afraid when she returns to the capital. Hui Ning and Xu Xu are about the same age, so they can be with Xu Xu a lot."

He frowned again: "It's just that there are always a few restless people in Aying's mansion, which makes people feel bored."

Lin thought about it, and her eyes became clear: "Your Majesty is talking about the eldest daughter of the Duke Rong's mansion."

"No." Concubine Hui really hates Jia Yuanchun, so when she mentions her, she looks a little sleepy: "This is also a big-hearted lady. Gong has become a female history servant who serves people. I don’t know what kind of wind was blown by Zhaoyang Palace to the saint, and she was given to the sixth child. I have to fight hard at the expense of the palace, otherwise I am just a simple servant now. Concubine is that simple."

Realizing that she was still holding Yun Qingxuan, Concubine Hui stopped her mouth and didn't mention it too much, but she still mentioned a few words: "Ruxi, when you take Yun Qingxuan to Lao Liu's place, you must be careful. Don't be attached to someone with a heart, then Jia's mansion...don't worry about it. With your relationship with the Lin family at this level, Jia Yuanchun is not a person who will let it go."

At the end, Concubine Hui's long and narrow eyes were filled with a chill.

Lin's face turned serious, knowing that Concubine Hui was beating her, and told her not to forget that her surname is Yun now, not Lin, and immediately replied: "Don't worry, my lady, I know what to do."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart.

Mrs. Lin has already heard about the Jia family's nonchalant behavior after only a few days in the capital.

Xu Xu is her lifeblood, her treasure, if Jia Yuanchun and the Jia family want to use her Xu Xu through the relationship of the Lin family, it will also depend on whether she, Lin Ruxi, agrees.