Chapter 112.
The candlestick was shadowy, filling the room with light, and there seemed to be sandalwood floating in it. It smelled elegant and pleasant, which made Tang Yuan, who was lying on the bed, couldn't help but poke out her little face and look around. She was looking for the bright and beautiful sachet hanging on the curtain. The ashes of the sachets reminded Tang Yuan of the skillful hands that made them, and she felt a little envious, secretly sighing at the person's ingenuity.
She stood up, her long hair falling from her shoulders. While there was no one else in the room, Tangyuan used her hand to hook up the sachet hanging on the curtain. She clumsily took it several times but failed to take it off. She thumped it in frustration. On the bed, she simply straightened her back and used all her strength to hook up the sachet.
Tang Yuan had overestimated the length of her arms before, thinking she could grab the sachet while lying on her side, but in the end she had to sit up, half-kneeling, and reach out to touch the curtain.
Because of her movements, her inner garment was lifted up, slightly revealing her waist, which was as fair as jade.
Tang Yuan's pretty apricot eyes curved, she held the sachet and sniffed it, and found that the smell was different from the sachet that Tang Li had given her before. Thinking of this, Tang Yuan couldn't hide her secret joy, and the corners of her lips twitched. The curve of her smile revealed her mood.
Her sachet had the same scent as Tangli's, and was different from the ones hanging casually on the curtains, so Tang Yuan thought her sachet was more precious.
At this time, Tang Yuan heard the sound of the door being pushed, and hurriedly put the sachet back to its original position, rolled on the bed, lay back in the quilt, and covered herself tightly so that Tang Li could know that her maid was not lazy.
In Yuzhou in april, the rain outside the window never stopped. Somehow this year, it seemed to have broken through that day. It kept raining. The people were miserable and complained that the clothes at home were about to get moldy.
Tangli blew out the lantern in her hand and placed it outside the door. The creaking sound of the wooden door made Tangyuan breathe softly.
"Yuanyuan?"
"Your servant is here."
Tang Li opened the curtain with a smile, and when she saw Tang Yuan, who had taken off her hairpin with a blushing face, she said happily, "I just talked to my grandmother about the account book, which wasted a little time."
She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her skirt like spring flowers blooming in the courtyard. Tang Yuan's gaze went from bottom to top until it landed on Tang Li's face. Tang Yuan said softly, "Miss, are you still angry about the account book?"
"That's not the case. I lose my temper and show it to others."
Tang Yuan thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Is it for Madam to see?"
Tangli stroked her skirt and said with a calm and elegant smile, "Auntie is hard spoken and soft hearted, and she looks difficult to get along with, but she is actually a good person. But aunt Mei in the yard of auntie is a sweetheart and runs around relying on uncle's favor. She comes to me and yells at me. Who is she? She dares to reach out and touch my shop? Yuanyuan, I will tell you about the affairs of the house slowly, but it is getting late now, and it is time to go to bed."
Qiao Zhentao is the general magistrate of Yuzhou, and above him is the prefect. aunt Mei in his backyard was given to Qiao Zhentao by the prefect. His wife, aunt Mei doesn't have a good face, but she won't embarrass her. Qiao Zhentao dotes on her firstly because aunt Mei is beautiful; secondly, he is willing to be more kind to her for the sake of the prefect.
As the days passed, aunt Mei's appetite grew. She thought that Tangli could live such a comfortable life now only because of her uncle who was the general magistrate. Without Qiao Zhentao, what would happen to the daughter of a small official in a small desert? Maybe she will stay in the rich Yuzhou and become a wealthy person?
So she thought about getting a piece of the shop, but Meng's couldn't touch it, so she would find a good junior, and Tang Li, who was living under someone else's roof, was the best candidate.
Tangli did not let aunt Mei off her plot, and would not go to great lengths to deal with aunt Mei. Tangli directly took the evidence and complained to Mrs. Qiao. She returned to the yard at night, and it was also because of this incident that she made a fuss.
Tangyuan was about to get up after hearing this. The quilt was already warm, so naturally she couldn't stay here any longer.
Tangli held her down and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to stay and watch the night for me?"
As soon as she said this, Tangyuan boldly refuted her, "Why does this cold miss suddenly want slaves to keep vigil at night again?"
Liu Zhu once said that ladies from other families still need maids to keep vigil at night, but Tangli understands them and keeps vigils unnecessary. So every time Tangyuan asked Liu Zhu about Tangli, Liu Zhu never stopped praising her.
She had been at Qiao's house for a few days and had never done any vigil before, so she was confused just now.
Tangli touched her hair. It was black and soft, and felt very good. Tangli's expression did not change, "I am very scared when I am alone in the room. I just want Yuanyuan to stay with me. What, you are not willing?"
"How dare slave?" She muttered, quickly glanced at Tangli and lowered her head again. Without the hairpin and earrings, Tangyuan was even more tender, like a sweet and sour green grape. It was juicy and tender when she took a bite. Although mixed with acid, the taste is sweet but not greasy, refreshing and delicious.
Tangli looked at her expression of being angry and afraid to speak, and she couldn't help laughing, "What are you doing sitting there stupidly? Help me take off the hairpin and get a clean underwear."
"Yes."
After Tang Li said this, she regretted it. She held her wrist and said jokingly, "You'd better take off the hairpin for me first."
"Sure!" You are the master, you have the final say.
Tangli sat upright by the bed, and did not let Tangyuan get off the ground. She knelt down and gently helped Tangli loosen her hair into a bun.
The girl is sixteen years old after all. No matter how young and petite she is, she has everything she should have.
Wearing a thin undershirt, she clung to Tangli. Tangyuan was doing her work wholeheartedly, but Tangli was absent minded, with her long eyelashes drooping and her lips pursed tightly, as if she was thinking about other things.
"Miss, I'll go get you some clothes."
Tang Yuan held the pearl hairpin and smiled sweetly.
Tangli's eyes were shining, and her long hair was disheveled. She was lazy and charming at night, and her eyes seemed to have a sultry meaning. She blatantly seduced Tangyuan, pinching Tangyuan's earlobe with her fingers and tilting it up casually. The corners of her lips are a very charming gesture.
"Miss... miss!" Tangyuan felt that her earlobe was no longer hers. It was being rubbed arbitrarily by the miss, making it hot and numb.
Tangli sighed, buried her head on Tangyuan's shoulder, "Did it scare you?"
She shook her head, feeling indescribable nervousness in her heart. This was not because of fear, but because the aura brought by the miss was too dangerous.
Tangli chuckled and put hee arms around her waist, "Yuanyuan."
"Um?"
"Do you hate the way I hold you now?"
Tang Yuan shook her head again and said shyly, "No, I feel very warm."
"Stupid."
Tang Li hugged her briefly and then let go
of her arms. She lay lazily on her side, her feet swaying and kicking, and her embroidered shoes fell to the ground.
Tangyuan wanted to clean it up, but Tangli held her in her arms and said, "No, it doesn't matter."
Tang Yuan said in confusion, "Isn't this what I need to do?"
She became silent and suddenly said, "You are not a slave, in fact you are Qiao Yuan."
Tang Yuan's eyes widened, and then she laughed, as if he heard some big joke, "Miss, even if you want to tease me, you have to tell other lies. This one is false, how could I be Qiao Yuan? This slave was born in the countryside, and her parents were very kind to her. Although the family was poor, they never let her suffer any injustice. If this slave was Qiao Yuan, why would they treat her like this? OK."
Tangli couldn't help but smile bitterly. Come on, no one would believe me if I told the truth about this matter. It seems that the Zheng family has to return to Yuzhou to reveal the story of her life experience. It is impossible for her fake daughter, who has been raised in Qiao's family in Yuzhou all year round, to know this secret. Revealing it would be unreasonable, just like now, no one would believe it.
Tangyuan puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "Miss, don't tell such jokes again, this slave will be angry!"
I am my parents' child, not Qiao Yuan.
Tangli apologized helplessly and said, "I'm sorry, it was my fault."
"That's right. If miss knows her mistakes and can correct them, she is still a good girl."
Tang Li turned over, stretched out her arms and lay on the bed. She said stubbornly, "You are not allowed to put away the embroidered shoes anyway."
Tang Yuan looked strange. Why did the miss who was so serious just now become so angry?
"Okay, listen to the miss."
If she can't figure it out, then she won't think about it. Tang Yuan was about to get out of bed, her thin back was covered by her long hair, Tang Li asked, "Where are you going?"
"Bring the miss a coat and a bedding. I will sleep on the footrest tonight. If the miss is thirsty at night, just kick me."
Tangli sat up suddenly as if she had been pricked by a needle, hugged Tangyuan from behind, and said angrily, "You are not allowed to sleep on the footrest."
Tangyuan let out a long sigh and turned to look at her in bewilderment, "Miss, I am not allowed to go anywhere. Who can make you angry? This slave is not the one. Don't take your anger out on me."
Tang Li wanted to quickly restore their identities and return them to their respective positions, so as not to cause Tang Yuan to be wronged. But according to the current situation, the identity of the real and fake daughter cannot be shaken off for a while. Even if Tangli wants to push forward the progress, it will take time. The distance between mobei and Yuzhou is more than a month at the fastest, not to mention that when Zheng came back with his female relatives, the speed would definitely be even slower.
She was very pestering, and the hot breath she breathed made Tangyuan couldn't help but blush again.
Tang Li said, "I didn't lose my temper, it's just that it's cold at night. Yuanyuan should sleep next to me. Is that footbed a suitable place for people to sleep?"
Tang Yuan stumbled and asked in surprise, "Young lady, do you mean that this slave will sleep with you?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Tangyuan was about to shake her head and retort, but Tangli knew this. She used her wrists to pull Tangyuan back to the couch, shook the quilt and neatly stuffed Tangyuan inside.
Tangli patted the quilt, leaned over and said to Tangyuan, "Don't wait on the soft and warm couch and sleep on the hard footrest. Yuanyuan won't be so stupid, right?"
With these words, Tang Yuan couldn't open her mouth even if she wanted to resist, unless she wanted to admit that she was a fool.
"Humph."
I didn't hear the miss's voice for most of the day. That was because nothing she said was what I wanted to hear. Otherwise, her voice would have jumped out and poured cold water on her.
Tangyuan rolled her eyes and said, "I know! I'm not stupid."
"Good girl Yuanyuan."
She wanted to keep a cold face, but when she heard Tang Li's words, she couldn't help but laugh.
The two people's eyes met each other, their round, almond shaped eyes were curved, pure and beautiful.
Tangli's throat slid, and she leaned closer and closer.
She looked at Tangli quietly, holding on to the quilt with both hands. Tangli's hair fell on her face, gently and softly, causing ripples in her heart.
Tang Li joked, "Close your eyes."
She was obedient and well behaved, so she naturally followed Tang Li's request.
Only hearing the rustling sound, she asked in a low voice, "What is the miss doing?"
"Want to know? You'll know if you open your eyes."
Tang Yuan was not fooled, "You must be changing your clothes."
"Very smart."
At this time, she smelled the fragrance of Tangli and returned to the same close distance as before. This made Tangyuan, who had just relaxed, squeeze the quilt again.
There seemed to be something lingering on her small, plump lips, but it was fleeting.
Tangyuan opened her eyes in fright, but saw that Tangli had just retracted her hand. She asked, "Miss...you...what are you doing."
Tangli raised her eyebrows, "Have you ever eaten cherries?"
She frowned, "Is there a relationship between cherry and the slave?"
Tang Li said with a smile, "Let me change it and let you try it, and you will know."
"Miss, why are you always like this? You have to make several twists and turns in one sentence! I'm just curious about why you touch my lips with your fingers."
Tang Li whetted her appetite in a playful way, and said sideways, "Didn't I tell you everything? You will know it later."
Tangyuan was so angry that she punched the bed, glared at Tangli fiercely, got under the quilt and chose to turn her back to Tangli.
She smiled without saying a word, her eyes full of adoration.
She closed her eyes unsuspectingly and pressed her red lips tightly. If possible, Tangli would like to find another way to touch there.
But, it's not appropriate now.
Don't panic, I have plenty of patience.
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"Sister? My good sister!"
Qiao Ying's flattering voice made Tang Li, who was sitting in the room with an abacus, pick up the abacus and knock it on her. Tang Li urged Liu Zhu, "Go and tell sister Ying that I am not feeling well today and I am not here."
Her disgust attracted Tang Yuan's eyes, and Tang Yuan carefully opened the window, intending to take a peek at Qiao Ying.
Since Tangyuan came to Qiao's house, she has stayed in the yard and has never been out. She is very curious about other people in Qiao's house.
Tang Yuan felt itchy in her heart, wanting to see who could make Tang Li so angry. She had to learn a lesson to avoid being bullied by Tang Li every time.
Qiao Ying is holding an exquisite food box in her hands, she looks pretty and elegant, and she carries herself in an elegant and generous manner. People who don't have a close relationship with her would think that Qiao Ying is sensible and polite, but in private she is completely the opposite. When she was young, she could go to the house to unveil tiles. It can be said that she saw old age at the age of three.
Liu Zhu came out to greet her, but Qiao Ying ignored Liu Zhu at all and kept rushing in. She was the master, and Liu Zhu could not stop her, so Tang Li had already guessed that Qiao Ying would come in to see her, so she said with a cold expression, "I thought you didn't dare to come to see me."
She was referring to what happened with cousin Wen Xiu that day. Seeing that she was determined to get involved with that man, Tangli didn't have much to talk about. Even a few words without speculation would be too much. Since that separation, the two rarely saw each other. Tangli could tell that Qiao Ying deliberately avoided her and didn't say much.
Qiao Ying pursed her lips and smiled, looking dignified and delicate. She opened the food box first, revealing fresh cherries and a bunch of pastries inside, making it clear that she was here to bribe Tang Li.
Tangli glanced at it and said, "Hey, are you even willing to part with cherries for me?"
"You are my good sister. Not to mention cherries, I am also willing to share lychees with you."
Tang Li sneered, "Liu Zhu, remember what the eldest lady said, and ask her for lychees when the time comes."
Qiao Ying smiled and sat next to her. She stepped forward and wanted to hug Tang Li's arm, but Tang Li dodged her. She said, "If you have something to say, just say, don't touch me."
"You're such a naughty bitch, you can't take the hard one but the soft one, aren't you!" Qiao Ying couldn't pretend any longer and pointed at Tangli and scolded her.
"I'm not willing to eat either your soft or hard food."
Qiao Ying shook her shoulders in collapse, pretended to cry, "Sister Yuan, my mother wants to get me engaged!"
"Isn't this good?" Tangli held her chin and said sarcastically.
Qiao Ying's eyes suddenly turned red and she choked with sobs, "You are heartless!"
Tangli sighed helplessly, softened her voice, and said pointedly, "Auntie will not harm you. Getting engaged is indeed a good thing for you."
"Go and persuade my mother to give up this idea for the time being."
Tangli refused without even thinking, saying, "Do you think your mother will change her mind if I try to persuade her?"
Qiao Ying rubbed the handkerchief and said helplessly, "Then what should I do?"
"Tell your mother the truth."
Qiao Ying shook her head in shock, "My mother will eat me alive."
No matter which way she took, it was a dead end. Qiao Ying felt so pitiful, as if everyone was against her.
Qiao Ying looked at Tang Li with envy and sighed, "Sister Yuan has a good life and has a childhood sweetheart fiancé." She looked around and lowered her voice and said, "He is also handsome."
Tang Li turned her head subconsciously. She and Tang Yuan looked at each other and hurriedly explained, "He and I are childhood sweethearts. Don't talk nonsense."
"Is this because you are shy?"
Tangli was speechless and choked, and said sternly, "Shy? How could it be, I still want to cancel this marriage."
Qiao Ying looked surprised, hit her arm, and said, "I think you are talking nonsense. Cancel the marriage? Is this ridiculous? Your father was the first to disagree."
Tang Yuan, who was standing by, unconsciously smiled dimly. She was greedy for the good things brought by Tang Li, and was used to spending time with her day and night. Moreover, they all slept in the same bed these days, talking about the girl's family. They talked about everything.
So will this kind of relationship cease to exist in the future?
Tang Yuan felt a sense of irritation in her heart. This marriage to Lao Shizi really couldn't be broken off!
She picked up the sachet on her waist, which was given to her by Tang Li. When a married woman takes care of her husband's family, will she still think of the sachet given to her at that time?
Tang Yuan's eyes were gloomy, and the curve of her lips seemed so reluctant. She didn't know why she was thinking so wildly. She only knew that she was in a mess and had no clue. She was very annoyed, but she couldn't find the answer.
"By the way, I just went to my grandmother's place. It seems that there is a letter from the Lu family."
Qiao Ying thought about what she overheard and said, "Didn't Young Master Lu's sister marry to our Yuzhou? He seems to be coming to visit his sister this time, so he will come to our house for a visit."
Tangli frowned in disgust, "Come on."
[It's best to burp on the road. ]
001 couldn't help but complain, obviously it didn't like the hero.
In the plot of another world, Tang Li is responsible for all the bad things. In the end, the female supporting character dies and the heroine is stupid. He just pick ber up, living a happy life. From 001's point of view, this kind of hero has changed his mind and is sorry for the female supporting character and the heroine. There is really a plot problem if he can survive, so this is indeed a different world.
Qiao Ying still refused to give up and shook Tangli's arm, hoping that she could help her.
Tang Li said earnestly, "Don't ask me to help you, I still have a mess here that I can't clean up. You have to talk to your grandmother about this matter."
"But I'm afraid my grandmother and my mother will quarrel."
Tang Li said disapprovingly, "It will be uncle who is in troubled then, not you. Besides, grandma loves you and your mother loves you too. Even if they quarrel, it will be over in a few days."
Qiao Ying laughed narrowly, "Then I have to tell grandma that it was your bad idea."
"Sure, go ahead and say it."
Qiao Ying felt that someone had helped her. She couldn't sit still at Tangli's side and left Tangli's yard with her maid without a few words of conversation.
She walked away easily, but she left a problem for Tang Li.
"Liu Zhu, go and deliver the food box to sister Ying."
"Okay miss."
This was Tangli's way of getting rid of Liu Zhu. As soon as Liu Zhu stepped away, Tang Li took Tang Yuan's hand and whispered, "Why are you so cold?"
[If you don't even know how to take care of yourself, how can you serve me? ]
Tang Yuan shrank her hands and avoided her questions.
Tang Li held her tightly and said in a gentle tone, "I saw something wasn't right about you just now. Is it because of that marriage?"
[Could she be mute? When asked, she said nothing. ]
She shook her head dullly. For the first time, she felt that it was a good thing to hear her heart's voice, because she knew that the miss was caring. When the miss got married, she would not be able to hear her even if she wanted to.
Tangli pulled her to sit on the soft couch and whispered softly, "Then what's wrong with you?"
Tang Yuan glanced at the sachets of the same color worn by the two of them, and thought of the two of them sleeping together in the past few days. She suddenly said, "If the miss gets married, can she also bring slave?"
"What?"
Tang Yuan's eyes were firm, and she held Tang Li's hand in return, "This slave is not as good as Liu Zhu who grew up with the miss. This friendship cannot compare with her, and her conversation and behavior cannot compare with this slave. But in the future, this slave will listen carefully to the miss's teachings and become her trustworthy right-hand man early on. So when miss gets married, remember to bring slave with her."
Tangli laughed and explained, "I won't marry him, so why should I?"
"The miss is coaxing this slave again. The marriage is a sure thing, how can we just back out?"
Tang Yuan smiled bitterly, her eyes falling on the linked hands.
It would be great if he could die.
If he dies, there will be no one to snatch the girl from her.