Enter Chang Xiangsi and help Jingzhai fight

She frowned and pouted, saying, "I'm sorry for the bad luck. It's nothing. I came back late yesterday and didn't have time to say hello, so I came early today to see Brother Jing. Since he's not here..." Then she turned to me, pointed her slender hand at the air, and said, "Then come with me, tell me what you saw and heard on the way, and keep me company."

After saying that, he turned around and went out like a gust of wind. Ruiyang shrugged and whispered, "Go quickly, girl. I'll leave a portion of the food for you. You can eat it when you have time."

Mori Ying stood by the door and nodded repeatedly.

I sighed softly. I finally got up and went to work, but I couldn't even have a good breakfast and had to be seconded. This job made me fight to the fullest.

I could only complain in my heart, but on the surface I still had to try hard to maintain an elegant smile, put on my cloak, and trotted out.

Chen Rong Xinyue was walking in front, and when she saw me catch up, she spoke: "I heard from my brother that you had an accident and injured your head. Don't you remember anything about the past?"

I followed her three steps behind and said respectfully, "Miss, it is true. So I am not doing my job well enough now. If I offend you by mistake in the future, please be magnanimous and don't blame Lanxiang."

Chen Rong Xinyue took the hand warmer handed over by the maid next to her, laughed, looked ahead and said: "Wow! You are really a different person now. You used to be timid, but now you are eloquent! If you forget, I will tell you again, if you offend me, I will not consider our previous encounters, and I will not hesitate to punish you if you deserve it!"

I looked at my nose with my eyes, and my heart with my nose, and lowered my head in a submissive manner and said, "Lanxiang will remember the young lady's teachings." I was secretly shocked in my heart. This girl is really a powerful person. She doesn't even blink an eye when she gives people a show of power.

She walked a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned back and smiled, then said, "But don't be afraid. As long as you do your duty, I won't make trouble or beat or scold you unreasonably."

I smiled and praised her, "Young lady, you are generous and you manage your people well."

She smiled and said, "I think you are much more pleasing to the eye now than before. I heard from my brother that you can also write plays? I heard that the play "East Chamber" was written by you?"

I hurriedly explained, "Sir, you are too kind. It was by chance that Lanxiang met a hermit and heard his stories. He was too lazy to write them down, so he just told them and let them go. He asked me to arrange and organize them, and that's how these plays came about."

Chen Rong Xinyue said "Oh", and then said: "I think my brother is careless and doesn't listen to others, so he remembered it wrongly."

Then she turned left and right, walked through the moon gate and into the courtyard behind.

The courtyard is very large, with a pavilion with four corners and flying eaves in the middle. It has light brown wooden pillars and gray tiles. The pavilion is paved with wooden floors inside and outside, extending all the way to the middle of the pond next to it, with a viewing platform at the end. There is a staircase at the end of the pavilion, and a winding path is paved with stones under the steps. Next to it is a narrow, winding water channel, with low stone bricks on both sides, just like a winding water flow. Not far away, there are rockery stones interlaced, and next to it is a big pine tree with its branches stretched out diagonally.

Chen Rong Xinyue first sat on the stone table and stone bench under the big pine tree at the edge of the courtyard. After sitting for a while, perhaps feeling cold, she stood up and walked towards the pavilion.

It was cold, so there were four tall heating stoves in the pavilion, with charcoal fire inside and hollow copper covers outside. When Chen Rong Xinyue's personal maid saw that she wanted to sit down, she quickly took out a fire starter from her bosom and lit the stove.

After the stove was lit, it was no longer cold to sit in the pavilion. She sat in front of me, holding her chin with both hands, and asked me with wide eyes: "Then, that expert, is there any other play? I don't like to watch "The Story of the East Chamber". How can a rich lady from a good family elope with a poor scholar? Abandoning her parents, relatives, and the ready-made tall house and big car, leaving behind silk and satin, and not taking the exquisite jewelry, just running to the poor scholar? I don't believe there is such a person! I think she is stupid!"

I smiled and said, "Miss, you are wise, so you will naturally look down on this impulsive behavior. It is because it is rare that everyone sees it as something new! Besides, the play written by a man is naturally to satisfy the fantasy of men, especially poor scholars. But who knows, people are like rainbows, you only know they exist when you meet them. Maybe one day you will meet your destined sweetheart, and you won't care about these things anymore, who knows."

Xinyue held her chin in her hand and murmured, "People are like rainbows. You only know they exist when you meet them... Alas, but that's true. If you haven't met them, you can't say for sure that they don't exist."

I agreed, "Yes, I don't know how the old man Yue Lao will arrange it. But the master has a story that the young lady will definitely like to hear."

Xinyue's eyes widened and she asked, "What's the story? I'm bored lately, tell me something to cheer me up!"

I smiled and said, "This is a long story. In short, it's about a woman from an official family who entered the palace and climbed up step by step, and finally overthrew the queen of that dynasty and became the actual ruler of the harem."

Xinyue pulled my sleeve and said anxiously, "Tell me quickly! I love to hear stories like this!"

So I continued, "Many years ago, in a place outside the Great Wilderness, there was a young lady from an official family named Zhen Huan. When she was seventeen years old, she and her good sister Shen Meizhuang entered the palace together and met another daughter from a small family named An Lingrong..."

She listened with fascination, sometimes feeling nervous, sometimes sighing with emotion, and sometimes frowning, as if she was trying to remember the methods and details of the struggle in the palace.

I didn't wear thick clothes and didn't eat enough. After talking for a while, I felt the cold wind blowing over the hot air from the stove and into my neck. Xinyue was wearing even thinner clothes than me and sneezed. The maid next to her said hurriedly, "Miss, you'd better go back. It's cold outside. Don't catch a cold."

Xinyue glared at her and shouted, "You're spoiling the fun! Who asked you to be so talkative?!" The maid pursed her lips and said nothing.

Then Xinyue's nose twitched and she blew back two streams of clear mucus. She rubbed her nose and said, "But it is indeed a little cold. Let's go back to the house and talk."

Then he asked the maid, "Go and ask Zeqin if the fragrance in her room has dissipated. If it has, I will go back. Also, ask her to throw away the incense that Fangfeng Yiying gave her. What a crappy incense! It's giving me a headache!"

When I heard the name, my heart moved. Chen Rong Xinyue had already met Fang Feng Yiying by then. I wondered when I would run into her. If I ran into her, I didn't know if she had already colluded with Tu Shan Hou. I was not ready to persuade her or fight her.