According to the rules, the bride had to serve tea to her parents-in-law on the second day. Bu Zhan had no father or mother, so Jiang Ling was exempted from the problem.

But she had no chance to be lazy. As soon as it dawned, a servant came in with a basin and new clothes to freshen up the new lady.

In Tingyun Pavilion, maidservants filed in.

The leader is called Qingju, she is the servant in charge of the Bu family. She is a steady person and is good at observing people's words and emotions.

As soon as she walked in, she saw that the wedding bed was as clean as new and the bride's wedding dress was properly put on. She expected that the new lady had not slept a wink all night. So she didn't even dare to say a word and just walked on.

In front of me, I combed my wife's hair.

After the servants put their things down, they were also dismissed by Qing Ju.

In the huge master bedroom, there were only one master, two servants and three people left.

Qingju clung to the comb, and her peripheral vision fell on the rhombus mirror. She had long heard that the new lady was extremely beautiful, and when she entered the room and took a look, she suddenly felt amazed.

The capital is full of charming people, and she has seen many women with outstanding looks. This is the first time that she has been distracted by the appearance of a girl.

I saw him dressed in red, with a bun in a loose bun. His temples were soaked in ink, his hairpins were pearly, his cheeks were freshly peeled, and his nose was greasy with goose fat. Looking further down, the places that should be slender were slender and the places that should be plump.

, and even more plump and thirsty.

Qingju lowered her head slightly, couldn't help but take a few more glances, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

The fragrance came from the girl's neck.

A very light scent, not as sticky as powder, nor as cold as mountain springs. The fragrance is gentle and mixed with some warmth, which makes people feel extremely comfortable after just smelling it.

Qingju combed her hair and couldn't help but ask more: "What kind of spice did Madam use? It smells very good."

"This is not a spice."

Lu Wu on one side said proudly: "Our lady is naturally beautiful, and she has a subtle fragrance on her body since she was born."

"I see."

Qing Ju smiled and said: "Madam, this fragrance not only smells good, but also seems to have some miraculous effects. I only smelled it for a moment and felt relaxed and happy."

The other party's words clearly contained compliments to her new master.

However, Jiang Ling just pursed her lips lightly, and for a moment, she remembered what happened yesterday again.

A lonely, empty room, and... a neighbor next door filled with laughter and laughter.

As if she could see what was on her mind, Qing Ju put down her comb and said, "Madam, are you thinking about the Prime Minister? Don't worry, Madam, the Prime Minister is not deliberately neglecting the Madam. It's just that the capital is in turmoil now. The Prime Minister has a high position and is naturally busy with official duties.

I can't live without you, I must have been busy with business yesterday."

While he was talking here, the servants' comments happened to be heard outside the courtyard.

"Have you heard that our Prime Minister led people to raid the Lu family last night? But in one night, the Lu family was full of corpses, blood flowed into rivers, a lot of money was confiscated, and many people died...

"

"The Lu family, is it the Lu family that has always been against the Prime Minister in the court?"

"Otherwise, there are still a few Lu families in the capital worthy of our Prime Minister's personal action..."

No wonder I didn't see anyone for a long time on the wedding night. It turned out that I was going to root out the alien party.

"But having said that, last night was the prime minister's wedding. On the wedding night, the prime minister completely ignored his new wife and has not even stepped into the new house. No, he just finished ransacking the Lu family and now he has entered the palace again.

Returned to life."

"Oh, our new lady is really pitiful."

"..."

When Jiang Ling heard the last few words, his eyes paused slightly.

The clear prism reflected the girl's flawless face.

Seeing this, Qing Ju hurriedly said:

"These gossips just like to bite the master's tongue behind his back. After a while, the slave will go and punish them. Madam, please don't take those words to heart. The slave was sent to Tingyun Pavilion by the prime minister to take care of the madam.

Daily life. If Madam feels uncomfortable in the Bu family, she can talk to the servant."

Hearing what she said, Jiang Ling was a little curious, "Does Qingju know who lives next door to me?"

The woman looked at her expression and answered cautiously:

"The person living in the house next door to Madam...is Miss Feng."

"Miss Feng?"

Before Jiang Ling could react, Lu Wu jumped first, "Did your prime minister secretly raise a concubine before he married his wife?"

"Madam, please don't misunderstand me. Miss Feng has nothing to do with my prime minister. She was a famous doctor. She saved my prime minister's life earlier. In order to repay his kindness, the prime minister felt sorry for her, so he left Miss Feng behind."

Bu Mansion. If the eldest lady doesn’t like her, I will inform the Prime Minister and ask her to move to another courtyard."

Qing Ju had long heard that the new lady had a good temper and was soft-tempered, so she expected that she would not let Feng Yinyin move elsewhere, so she said it casually. Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the eldest lady nodded after thinking for a moment: "

good."

Qing Ju was startled, obviously she didn't expect the new lady to react like this.

It's not that Jiang Ling doesn't like Feng Yinyin.

She had been taught since she was a child that as the matron of a household, she should not be jealous. Jiang Ling did not mean to be jealous of Miss Feng. It was just a warning that concubines were not allowed to live in the same courtyard as the main wife.

Regardless of whether the other party had anything to do with Bu Zhan before, Jiang Ling didn't care very much. She even thought that if Bu Zhan and Feng Yinyin were interested in each other, they might as well take the girl as a concubine and keep her in Bu Zhan's house without knowing it.

It's always against the rules.

That afternoon, Feng Yinyin moved out of Tingyun Pavilion.

Jiang Ling was sitting in the master bedroom, holding a bowl of millet and mung bean soup in her hands, listening to the noise coming from next door.

The other party made a lot of noise, mixed with undisguised complaints, and seemed to be expressing some dissatisfaction.

"Miss, why did she ask us to make room for her as soon as she came here? We obviously lived in Tingyun Pavilion first, but now she wants us to pack up and move to Tanxiang Courtyard. Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis."

As soon as the girl beside Feng Yinyin finished speaking, she turned around and saw Lu Wu standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

She was also wearing Jiang's attire, a green double-breasted skirt, and her hair was tied into a pair of lively buns. Lu Wu was also upset by the noise from the next door in the main courtyard. As soon as Fang stepped into the side courtyard, he heard these words

talk.

She suddenly felt very funny:

"Miss Feng, although I am from the Jiang family, I also know that in Bu Mansion, it is not always about first come, first served."

In the room, on a cork pear-shaped chair, a pair of people looked over lazily.

Feng Yinyin wore a light pink raccoon flower shirt, surrounded by mist from the octagonal incense burner. The mist dispersed and slowly climbed up to the girl's eyebrows, causing her to raise her eyebrows curiously and whisper softly:

"Oh? Then what should you tell me?"

Lu Wu looked at her, word by word, and solemnly said: "Etiquette is honorable and inferior."

Hearing this, Feng Yinyin covered her lips with her sleeves and smiled.

"On the wedding night, the new lady, whose husband didn't even look at her, is really very noble."

She didn't hide the sarcasm in her words at all.

It is true that what happened last night was spread throughout the Bu family.

In other words, not only in Bu Mansion, Jiang Ling has even become the laughing stock of the whole capital. Everyone knows that the new lady is not favored by the prime minister at all, and the position of the mistress of the Bu family is in name only.

There are always those who act according to the changing circumstances in the house, but within three days, Jiang Ling became more and more aware of the danger in people's hearts.

In Lu Wu's words, the young lady is now so oppressed that even the prime minister's dog has to bark twice when passing by Tingyun Pavilion.

The autumn frost became thicker and the chill became heavier at dusk. Qingju closed her collar and looked at her new master worriedly.

These days, following the eldest lady, she has also suffered a lot.

Compared to the eldest lady, who was neither fighting nor grabbing, Qing Ju was extremely anxious. She held a bowl of sweet porridge and walked slowly to the table. The lamp on the table was bright, making the girl's silhouette become more graceful and charming.

Jiang Ling held a volume of poetry in front of the table and read it carefully.

"It's late at night, Madam, keep an eye on your eyes. I sent someone to make a bowl of sweet soup, Madam, try it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of noise outside the courtyard door. Before anyone could ask more questions, Lu Wu had already picked up the hem of his skirt and ran into the courtyard quickly.

"What's wrong?"

"Miss, the prime minister is back!"

Jiang Ling's hand holding the scroll paused slightly.

"Miss, why are you so dazed? It's the Prime Minister, and the Prime Minister has returned home." This was the first time Bu Zhan had returned home after the two got married. Lu Wu said anxiously, "Please pack up quickly, Prime Minister."

After dinner, I’m sure you’ll come to our Tingyun Pavilion!”

Before Jiang Ling could react, she was pushed to the dressing table by Lu Wu and Qing Ju. Lu Wu hurriedly untied her outer shirt, and Qing Ju called to the servants to prepare water for bathing.

The water mist rises, and the girl in the bathtub is as graceful as a spring peach with full buds.

Pour a spoonful of milk and sprinkle half a bucket of rose petals, which makes the color under the water even brighter. Just looking down through this layer of petals, Qingju feels hot all over and can't control herself, not to mention their strong blood.
To be continued...