Female student: I'm sorry, the prince is mine.

Nanshan found a secluded pavilion and sat down.

Hiss—the stone bench in winter is still cold even if it is cushioned.

He quickly spread out the note and it read: There is a blue spot on the forehead, yours.

The signature is: Wormwood Lane.

Yes, it's Xuan Qingyi.

Nanshan thought about the young man who sent the note. He should be about the same age as her, but he acted very safely. It's just that like his master, he likes to climb on the walls of other people's homes. When I go out another day, I want to go there and have a few words of advice. Just go through the small door in the backyard and don't climb on the wall.

Nanshan tore the note into pieces, scooped up some water from the creek next to the pavilion, twisted the note into fluffy shapes in his hands, and then put them into the water in batches, letting them follow the water into the river outside the house. inside. Then I quickly rubbed my hands together. It was so cold.

Nanshan wrapped her cloak tightly and walked on the path, thinking about the contents of the note.

Have a blue spot on your forehead? Seems like I've seen it somewhere. In his mind, he recalled the servant he had just seen in the flower hall and the front yard. After a while, the face of a teenage girl gradually became clear.

Her makeup and hair are slightly different from those of the other maids. The other maids covered their foreheads with bangs, but she neatly tidied up the broken hair on her forehead, exposing the cloud-like blue spot, as if on purpose. As if you want others to see it.

She still remembered that the girl looked at her with her bright eyes when she poured her wine. Ordinary maids would not even dare to raise their eyelids.

Is it her?

The weather is nice today, so let her take a walk in the house.

By the way, look for the girl.

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Over there, Nan Shanyun came to the study angrily, called the guards, and threw the inkstone on the table at his head: "Trash! What day is it today! Why are you on duty!"

The guard knelt on the ground and did not dare to dodge. He just waited for the master to finish his anger and said: "Master, calm down, I will find out the matter!" I am afraid that he will have to find a lowly street juggler to take over. Otherwise, how can he ask the master? The confession is a small matter, but if the fourth lady's marriage is ruined, then all of them will have to suffer.

After all, the fourth aunt's mother-in-law served in the court, and the fourth aunt's methods were always ruthless and inhumane. The last person who completed the task but the fourth aunt was not satisfied had her tongue pulled out, her eyes gouged out, and left to fend for herself in the countryside.

They are all domestic guards. Most of them are orphans. Those with families have also been controlled by Fourth Yi Niang early on, so obeying her wishes is the most basic cultivation. It is best to be the icing on the cake, otherwise, you don’t know when they will be provoked. A fatal disaster.

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To the east of Nanshan Mansion is a public river, and close to the river is Danxin Pavilion, the residence of Si Yiniang.

The courtyard of Danxin Pavilion is filled with bamboos and orchids.

Bamboo is easy to grow and has a good reputation, and many elegant people love to plant it; as for orchids, they belong to the room of the old lady who occupies a seat in the big house and does nothing, and is not up to expectations. They are also a dowry totem, so she also brings them Planted all over the yard.

Orchids were something that she, the concubine's daughter of a scholar, had something to gain, and her prefect's daughter naturally had something to do with them too.

In order to please Fourth Yiniang, Nanshan Yun specially built a private pavilion on the river for her to enjoy the scenery, and also built a dock nearby, which was usually only used by Nanshan Mansion and was separated from the public use area.

When the fourth aunt goes out to follow up on business or wants to return to her parents' home, if she doesn't like the hustle and bustle of the streets and is unwilling to travel in a carriage, or even sometimes she just doesn't like to ride in a sedan chair to the main entrance to take a carriage, she can take a boat directly from this end. Go out by water.

After all, the waterway is not crowded, and you can enjoy the scenery on both sides of the river at any time. In spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are different times of tranquility on the bridge and by the river.

However, the time in Danxin Pavilion was not very good at this time. The housekeeper Qian San brought a little girl over. It was the girl who saw the crow crying out loud at the banquet. She stood tremblingly, looking like she was only eight or nine years old, with a face on her face. The baby fat has not faded away yet, and the blue spots on his forehead are purple. His hands are grabbing each other, squeezing until the joints turn white, and he is very nervous.

She lowered her head, feeling that the eyes of Fourth Yiniang and Fourth Young Lady were like killer darts, swinging towards her, trying to poke a hundred big holes in her to relieve her anger.

Fourth Yi Niang's eyes drifted towards Qian San, her eyelids drooped, she leisurely handed the tea cup to her mouth and took a sip. Qian San followed the order, slapped the little girl's face several times, and said sternly: "Kneel down! There are no rules!"

The little girl didn't even dare to cry, so she knelt down with a plop.

"The dignified servant of Nanshan Mansion is so arrogant in words and deeds, yelling in front of distinguished guests, Qian San, what do you think should be done?" Fu Yue was obviously dissatisfied with these few slaps, and his eyes were still full of anger, staring. With money three.

"Madam, calm down, I will send her out. I will not let her disturb the eyes of madam and young lady." After saying that, he made a move to drag the little girl out.

Fu Yue was coaxed to feel comfortable by the word "ma'am", and her unhappiness in her heart eased a little, so she casually reminded: "Such an unlucky thing happened in the house today. I thought it was the eldest lady who came back and angered the gods. Wait. After sending this little girl away, you go out quickly and tidy things up, so as not to misunderstand the neighbors and ruin the reputation of the Fourth Miss. This girl is too young to be of any use. She needs to be cleaned up. Don’t be sloppy.”

Qian San bowed and nodded in response. Then he took the little girl out.

Nanshan Xi, who was sitting next to him, watched the housekeeper go out and said with a "hum", "Mother, does this matter have something to do with Nanshan You?"

Fu Yue glanced at her daughter and thought in her mind: "How can I see her?"

"Look, mother, it's fine if she doesn't go home. Why does she keep ruining my affairs when she comes back?"

First, she stole the limelight at Aunt Gui's place, and then at the banquet, the crows were clearly aimed at the whole table of them. It was just that Aunt Gui had a noble status, but she, Nanshan, a nerd who had been abandoned by men and was not favored, actually It's not disturbed by crows either, what do you mean?

Even if everyone in this house avoids that beast, Nanshan You is the one who deserves to be caught and pecked by that unlucky bird!

"Yes, Xi'er, you should go to bed early. Don't worry about this. Mom is going to visit your father again. We haven't stopped eating at noon, so we just want to give you some honeysuckle tea... No, I won't give you tea. , Mom will personally deliver some bird’s nests to you later.”

As Fu Yue said this, she went out and asked Aunt Wang in the courtyard to prepare the master's afternoon snacks.

Nanshan Xi nodded, and then asked his maid Xianglan to wait on her to change clothes and rest. After a while, she would embroider the unfinished sachet, which was for brother Xiyuan.

Soon, Aunt Wang brought snacks to Fourth Aunt's room. Fu Yue had just finished drawing her eyebrows, so she took the snack plate from Aunt Wang's hand and said to her: "Mom, take care of things in the courtyard. I’ll go see the master myself.”

"Okay, madam really feels sorry for me! Then I will resign." Mammy bowed and left.

Fu Yue's face became more and more rosy and pretty, and people in her yard called her Madam. Alas, the Wang family was such a failure. Thinking about it, he walked towards Nanshan Yun's Luo Wenzhai.