Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

Zhu Zheng was under house arrest.

I thought the show on the day I returned home would be over after it was sung, but it turned out to be just a prelude and the main show was yet to come.

Old Madam Zhu moved Nanny Guixiang into Zhu Zheng's room, saying on the surface that Nanny was more experienced than Mingcui and could take better care of Zhu Zheng. But in fact, this iron-faced loyal servant followed her wherever she went and would not let her leave the house.

In addition, the nanny also set many rules for her, including what time to go to bed and get up, what time to dress up, what to eat and what clothes to wear, what hairpins to wear and what incense to burn. She had to follow all the rules and no mistakes were allowed.

When looking at the mirror, Zhu Zheng felt a little dazed.

When I was a child, I often heard people say that the two sisters of the Zhu family looked alike. When they grew up a little, Zhu Qing became gentle and elegant, while Zhu Zheng had a lively personality and would make faces after being serious for a while. So fewer people said this.

But Zhu Zheng now has more worries and can no longer pretend to be pure and carefree. Her face becomes more serious and she puts on the same outfit. Suddenly, she realizes that she looks a lot like her sister.

In the past, she always thought that if she could take away some of her grandmother's hatred, she might be able to gain a little favor from her sister, and at least live a more comfortable life than hers.

It was only after she had personally become "Zhu Qing" these days that she realized that as long as she was in this family, it would be equally suffocating whether she was favored or not.

Nanny Guixiang followed her every day. Zhu Zheng was trapped and unable to move, so she had to send Mingcui to find Changying and ask them to find out about her sister. She wrote down several places, from the errand boy in the autumn hunting ground to the red sparrow in the Jinxiang Tower, and asked them to ask carefully.

The news finally got back, and everyone got the same story: her sister Zhu Qing had been praying with her in Fanlin Temple for half a year and had not returned to Shengjing yet.

This news is worse than no news at all, it is equivalent to telling her that Zhu Qing has disappeared out of thin air in this world...

Zhu Zheng was so tired that she had no appetite. After being pressed on the head by Nanny Guixiang for half a month, someone came to the door.

She was told to go and meet a guest, who was Lord Lu, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, whom she had never met before.

Lord Lu, whose hair was half grey, listened to his words. He started by praising Zhu Zheng for looking like his beloved wife. Then he suddenly turned his words around and sighed that his beloved wife had unfortunately passed away. Finally, he revealed his true intentions and said that he intended to marry Zhu Zheng as his second wife.

Zhu Zheng leaned against the door and sneered to herself. It turned out that after all the trouble, she was still waiting for the price to rise.

No wonder her grandmother was so anxious to improve her reputation. It turned out that she wanted to strike while the iron was hot and sell it at a good price.

Lord Lu, who was going to remarry, was just the beginning. Next, she met Lord Chen, Lord Li, and Lord Zhang, who were tall, short, fat, and thin.

Unfortunately, Zhu Zheng was not allowed to speak during the meeting. She was led out for a turn and then taken away. All she could hear from behind was the high-pitched voice of Old Madam Zhu. She could imagine how excited her rosy face was.

The huge mansion was bustling like never before, but Zhu Zheng didn't even have anyone to talk to.

It is always rainy in Shengjing in spring. The whole royal city is shrouded in haze. The gray sky is like a piece of cotton wool filled with water, dripping water continuously.

Zhu Zheng, dressed like a beautiful ornament, stood in the corridor, looked up to count the raindrops on the eaves, stretched out her hand to catch one or two, the water melted in her palm, flowed down her sleeves, and meandered into a cold crack.

The book says that rainwater has nothing to rely on, so it is called rootless water. Then what do you call a person who has nothing to rely on...

"Fourth Miss, it's time to go back to your room." Nanny Guixiang held up an umbrella to block the rain from falling on Zhu Zheng's hands, and said expressionlessly, "You have guests to meet in the afternoon, so don't mess up your makeup and hair."

Zhu Zheng turned her head to look at the nanny, suddenly curled the corners of her mouth with a forced smile, and rubbed her delicate face with her wet hands.

"Miss Fourth!"

Nanny Guixiang's icy expression finally showed some signs of exasperation. Zhu Zheng raised her eyebrows with a wooden face, then turned around and walked away leisurely.

*

During the rainy season, my grandmother had a full schedule every day and finally her leg disease got worse due to exhaustion.

This is really rare good news. The old lady has been resting in bed for a few days, and Zhu Zheng can also breathe a sigh of relief.

Unfortunately, Nanny Guixiang did not have a leg disease and she still clung to Zhu Zheng, staring at her every day and saying only that this was not allowed and that was not allowed.

Just after noon that day, Nanny Guixiang appeared again and said, "Fourth Miss, there are guests waiting for you at the south door."

Why would the guest go through the side door instead of the main door, and the most remote south door? Zhu Zheng was puzzled and thought there must be something fishy going on.

But at this moment, ghosts are not necessarily inferior to humans.

So Zhu Zheng went.

The Luan tree on the south side of the gate was lush and green, towering like a canopy. An ordinary green-curtained carriage was parked at the moon gate.

Zhu Zheng saw the person standing next to the car and asked, "Liu Feng?"

"Fourth Miss." Liu Feng showed his signature smile.

Zhu Zheng glanced at Nanny Guixiang who was standing behind her. No wonder she was allowed to come here to meet the guests. She must have recognized Liu Feng as being from the Grand Tutor's Mansion and did not dare to neglect him.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Zheng asked.

"My Lord said that the late spring cold weather is not conducive to the healing of old injuries, so he asked me to bring medicine to the girl." Liu Feng said as he handed over the medicine bag.

Zhu Zheng took it. The thick oil paper package was straight and even the edges and corners of the paper were clear. It felt very light, about the amount of a dose of medicine.

The Taifu Mansion is in the east of the city, quite far from the Zhu Mansion. Did Liu Feng make a special trip just to deliver a dose of medicine?

Zhu Zheng was suspicious but didn't dare to ask directly why. She thought that this was a very effective medicine and one dose would be enough.

"Okay." Zhu Zheng thanked him, "Thank you for your hard work."

Liu Feng rubbed his hands and said, "If you want to thank someone, thank the master."

Zhu Zheng nodded and said with a smile, "Of course I have to thank you, sir. Please help me pass on the message."

Liu Feng uttered an "Ah" and without saying anything else, he drove away in a hurry in the carriage.

After Zhu Zheng returned, before she could say anything, the medicine bag was snatched away by Nanny Guixiang. She opened the medicine bag in front of Zhu Zheng, shook it and poured it on the table.

There are really only clean medicinal herbs inside, nothing else.

Zhu Zheng laughed secretly, "Madam, what are you doing? How dare you even insult the Master's kindness?"

Before Nanny Guixiang checked like this, Zhu Zheng actually didn't think about whether there was any note inside. Based on her understanding of Rong Yan, if he really had something to say, he wouldn't use such a shameful and complicated method.

What's more, there was almost no communication on the way back. Half a month had passed after returning to Shengjing, and Rong Yan had not heard from her again. He had always been a man of his word and kept his promises, and he practiced "bridges are for bridges, roads are for roads" very well. It seemed that the two of them had nothing more to say.

Nanny Guixiang's face was calm and composed. "I am under the orders of the old lady to take care of everything that the fourth young lady eats. I have no other intentions."

Zhu Zheng swept the medicine on the table together with her hand and said, "Then take it to grandma for her to take a look. This medicine is good for healing and replenishing blood. Grandma just has leg pain, so I'll give it to her."

The next day.

Not long after lunch, Zhu Zheng was about to take a nap when Nanny Guixiang came to report, "There is a guest looking for the fourth young lady, and he is at the south door."

Zhu Zheng was stunned. Is he here to deliver medicine again?

She casually put on a piece of clothing and hurried to the South Gate. The same carriage was parked in the same place, and the same Liu Feng was standing under the same tree.

"Fourth Miss." Liu Feng greeted her, and then whispered, "Fourth Miss has a rosy complexion and walks with a vigorous pace. Today she is wearing a smoky-colored skirt, a white jade hairpin, and a pair of pearl earrings... Other than that, there seems to be nothing else."

When Zhu Zheng approached, she could only hear the tail end of his mumbling, "What are you talking about?"

Liu Feng's face froze, "Ah uh... I was praising the fourth young lady... You are dressed so beautifully today."

Zhu Zheng:?

Ever since my grandmother was bedridden, Aunt Guixiang has been too lazy to even comb her hair. How can she be considered beautiful?

Seeing that Liu Feng looked distracted, Zhu Zheng did not press him any further, "Are you still delivering medicine today?"

"Yes, yes..." Liu Feng scratched his head nervously and suddenly said, "Hey! I forgot to take out the medicine!"

Liu Feng ran back to the carriage, and a hand stretched out from the window and handed out the medicine bag.

Zhu Zheng was startled. Before she could see clearly, the hand had been retracted, leaving only the thick cloth curtain on the car window shaking.

"Who's in the car?" she asked.