Chapter 262: The Daughter of a Sinner 9
The golden hairpin was gone, and Fleur didn't dare to ask: "Miss, which hairpin to wear?" ”
Xining looked at the jewelry box, where there were five or six hairpins of various materials. Although the Gu family's official position is not large, they have a rich family background, and each hairpin in it is worth at least one or two months for the common people's family. And in her package, there are also five sets of various gem-encrusted heads.
After thinking for a moment, "Open my package and take out the ruby head." ”
Fleur was stunned for a moment, but did as she intended.
The wood incense from the eldest lady came again, although the wood fragrance was already in her twenties, but when she saw that Furong was serving Xining in turn, she was also stunned.
Xining looked at the wood fragrance in the flower prism bronze mirror: "Did your mother call you over?" ”
Mu Xiang saluted slightly and lowered his head: "Exactly." ”
Xining sighed slightly: "At this time, the store should prepare breakfast, buy all the steamed buns and snacks, use some when you have time, and see if you can use it on the road if you can." ”
After Mu Xiang answered, he went out. I will definitely tell the eldest lady everything I see here, and the eldest lady will know if she knows.
After Fleur finished serving, she couldn't help but say, "Miss is so good-looking." After speaking, he choked up, and secretly wiped tears from his side head.
Looking at himself in the mirror, he really relied on his clothes, and the whole person lit up, and the ruby pendant hung down by his ear, making his skin more and more white.
"Go get some porridge, ask the old lady if she has pickles, and ask for some if so." After Xining finished speaking, he stood up, walked to the window, tapped lightly, and looked out.
The sky is getting brighter, but today there should be no sunshine, and the clouds are thick in the sky.
She looked down and saw two brocade guards standing outside the door, and the two of them were talking to each other, as if they were whispering something.
Sensing something strange, the two of them turned their heads to look at the window almost at the same time.
Xining didn't hide, but when she did, she looked weak and looked at them.
The figure of the master made them stunned, and their cold eyes seemed to reflect a touch of beauty. Before there was any other reaction, Xining nodded at them with a smirk, then stepped back and left the window.
Fleur came in with a sad face as if she had died in the family. There was a big bowl of rice porridge, two dishes of pickles, and a few meat steamed buns, all of which were placed on the table.
Xining was already sitting at the table, picked up the chopsticks, and asked leisurely, "Has grandmother had breakfast?" ”
Furong took a small bowl and scooped porridge in a large bowl, and her voice still trembled uncontrollably: "The old lady sent Musk to get it, and when she learned that the young lady wanted pickles, she ordered them over." The eldest lady is in the old lady's room, and they will have breakfast together. ”
After the old lady was a merchant in Yangzhou, there were many kinds of pickles in the Jiangnan area, mainly sweet and crispy. Usually, the old lady's nurse will also make sauce, and the caravan from Yangzhou's hometown will also bring a lot of it to the capital. The owner usually likes to ask the old lady for it, but at this time there is no appetite, and it is best to serve it with clear porridge.
Xining nodded, picked up the porridge, and took two bites: "You can eat it too." ”
Fleur made a bitter face: "How can you eat it for a slave?" ”
Xining seemed to sigh: "The rice in the prison, I don't know what it tastes like." If you don't eat it now, you may not be gone in the future. ”
After hearing this, Furong thought about it, picked up the meat steamed bun that had just come out of the pot and bit it. Eating hard, one hand has not finished eating, and the other hand picks up another one.
"Quick, quick!" Outside, accompanied by footsteps, there was a shout.
Furong ate the steamed buns and looked at the window, and immediately grinned, holding the unswallowed steamed buns in her mouth, and cried: "Miss, it's a servant, there are a lot." ”
Looks like they're coming to get them.
Xining continued to eat: "Then why don't you hurry up and eat?" ”
"Uh-huh!" Fleur ate faster, and her cheeks bulged.
The chaotic footsteps went upstairs, and then one door after another was kicked open, and the fierce voice sounded over and over again with the sound of kicking the door: "Come out, all come out!" ”
When the door of the eldest lady of the Gu family was pushed open, two servants with knives rushed in, and pointed their knives at the two girls who were eating.
Xu Mian stood outside the door, and he didn't see too many of the guilty ministers in the house. Except for the aunt who hugged a pair of children and cried bitterly, and screamed when she kicked the door open, the other people in the main room were eating breakfast.
He unconsciously moved to the door of the eldest lady Gu Yunxin, and when the door was kicked open, the official rushed in.
I saw Gu Yunxin, who was radiant and dressed as if she was about to enter the palace and face the saint, sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, holding a small bowl and eating pickles slowly. And the maid standing behind her, holding the meat bun in both hands, although her face was pale with fright and her legs trembled, she stuffed it into her mouth vigorously and chewed it heavily.
Gu Yunxin swallowed the rice porridge in her mouth and asked leisurely, "Lord Xu wants to be here with the little girl again, and will have breakfast?" ”
Unexpectedly, Gu Tingrui was submissive in the court, as if it was a fictitious, and the relatives of the Gu family were a little bold.
It's a little interesting, the corners of Xu Mian's mouth inadvertently hooked slightly: "This seat has been used." ”
"Oh~" Xining took another chopstick pickle, used up the last mouthful of porridge, put down the chopsticks, stood up, and walked over.
The eldest lady of the Gu family really has a very strict family education, and when she walks, she sees people moving their skirts and not moving, and the ruby earrings as big as two thumbs on the left and right do not move a bit. The temperament is graceful and steady, and the ladies in the palace are nothing more than that. It was as if the dangling official knife had become an ornament, and she didn't even look at it.
When he walked to the door and stopped, he felt that his maid was not following, so he said leisurely: "Furong, bring all the things!" Let's wear the remaining steamed buns on the table. ”
"Yes, Miss!" Furong immediately put on the package on her back, went to take the meat steamed bun with both hands, and found that even if she held it with both hands, she couldn't hold it in her mouth, so she simply threw the steamed bun into it again and picked up the bowl with the steamed bun.
This made everyone present laugh.
Xu Mian thought about it, and still said: "Regardless of whether Gu Shilang is involved or not, the Gu family still needs to return to Beijing to escape in the morning. After finding out, the emperor will make a conclusion. ”
The tone is loose, and whether it is coaxing or not, it is obviously to give reassurance.
So Xining saluted: "Thank you, Lord Xu." ”
Xu Mian looked at the ruby earrings hanging on Miss Gu's beautiful earlobes, which reached her jaw, setting off the fair skin of her face and neck extremely white and tender.
After Xining finished saluting, he stood up straight, and was neither humble nor arrogant to the official next to him, as usual: "There is a labor official to lead the way." ”
Seeing that the commander of the Jinyi Guard was treating each other politely, one of the officials immediately flipped the blade, the tip of the knife pointed downward, and held the knife as a gesture: "Miss, please!" ”
Xining walked out of the room, and at this time, the old lady and the eldest lady had already left the guest room with the support of musk and wood fragrance respectively.
Both of them were dressed properly, and the old lady wore a sumptuous jade head; The eldest lady wore a red gold head, as if she was not going to be escorted back to the capital to be imprisoned, but to enter the palace as solemnly.
When Fleur saw it, she hurriedly stepped forward to help the eldest lady. But what's the point of holding a bowl of meat steamed buns in one hand?
Although the 12-year-old eldest son was afraid, he followed closely by the eldest lady, and he did not lose his proportion.
And Aunt Zhao is there......