Chapter 374 Among the Newcomers

The room became quiet.

Eleven Niang looked up and saw a goldfish swaying on the window sill.

She flicked the fish tank with her fingers.

The goldfish swam away in fright, then quickly gathered together and blew bubbles at her against the glass.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Luo Zhenhong, who was far away in Yuhang.

When I hugged him for the first time, he also blew bubbles at me.

A faint smile appeared on Eleven Niang's face, and she decided to write a greeting letter to Wu Yiniang and Luo Zhenxing.

Amber moved a lamp over and rolled up her sleeves to help Eleven Niang polish the ink.

After I finished writing the letter, Aunt Wen came over.

The house over there has been tidied up. She smiled and bowed to Eleven Niang. Look, do you want to change your clothes?

No need. Eleven Niang handed the letter to Amber and told her to find someone to send it out. I won't go out, so that's fine.

She wore a tooth-white plain-faced coat with flowers, a beautiful blue Huhang plain-faced heddle skirt, her black silk stockings were tied up, and she only wore a magnolia mutton-fat jade waistband around her waist. She was elegant and translucent.

She has a bit of demureness and is very suitable for her filial piety period.

Aunt Wen smiled, said no more, and looked at the grandfather clock in the East Room: there is still a quarter of an hour before the sedan chair should enter.

Eleven Niang nodded and stood up.

The little maid ran in: Lord Marquis is back

Eleven Niang and Aunt Wen went to the hall.

Xu Lingyi wore a half-worn turquoise lake silk t-shirt that he usually wore every day. His black hair was tied with a bamboo hairpin. He had a tall and straight posture, and his big phoenix eyes were bright and lively. Maybe it was because of drinking, his face was slightly red.

, the eyebrows also lost the seriousness of the past, and looked much more friendly.

The two of them stepped forward and bowed, and Eleven Niang reminded him: Mr. Hou, it would be better for him to change his clothes.

Xu Lingyi went into the inner room and changed into a brand new sapphire blue moiré floral lake silk trousers, which made her look more energetic.

Aunt Wen immediately complimented her with a smile: Lord Marquis looked like he was several years younger with such an order.

Xu Lingyi glanced at her slowly.

Her words were stuck in the middle, and her expression showed a bit of embarrassment.

The maids serving in the room all lowered their heads, pretending not to notice, which made the atmosphere a bit dull.

Eleven Niang helps Aunt Wen out of trouble: Is the tea ready?

Aunt Wen breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this: everything was ready. The smile returned to her face, the official-made blue and white tea cup with entwined branches, and the good Longjing tea.

As soon as the air in the room relaxed, a boy ran in: Mr. Marquis, the sedan has already entered the door.

Xu Lingyi nodded after hearing this, turned to Eleven Niang and said, "Go back to the house."

When Eleven Niang and Xu Lingyi were discussing the matter of serving tea, Xu Lingyi said nonchalantly that filial piety comes first, and then Eleven Niang thought of serving tea at Xici.

As soon as she sat down, a boy ran in: Mr. Marquis, the new couple has entered.

Yang's sedan came in through the back door and quickly stopped in front of the steps of the main house.

Mother Du and Mother Song helped the newlyweds, who were wearing pink trousers, out into the hall. Aunt Wen stepped forward with a smile and lifted her hijab.

The air in the room was suffocated, and after a moment Aunt Wen's silvery laughter sounded: Lord Marquis, the newlyweds are serving you tea.

Lu Yun quickly placed the kneeling mat in front of Yang.

Yang Yingying, who had been lowering her eyebrows since entering the door, knelt down, pressed the tea in Mother Song's hand, and raised it above her head.

Xu Lingyi took the tea cup.

Yang couldn't help but lift her eyes and saw a young and handsome face.

She couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly lowered her eyelids again, but out of the corner of her eye she glanced involuntarily to the other side. According to the rules, there should be Xiao Luo Shi, the step-in-law of Marquis Yongping, sitting there.

There was no one on the Taishi's chair, except for the orangutan-red red cloud dragon holding bat cushion cushions spread on the chair, which looked as bright as the summer sunshine under the light.

She couldn't help but be stunned.

Mother Du has already held her arm.

In the flash of flint and lightning, Yang immediately understood.

Her family once told her that little Luo was still in her filial piety period.

I think I was afraid of disturbing the happy event, so I chose another room to sit.

She was about to stand up, but a man's mellow and gentle voice with a hint of indifference came to her ears: Let's serve tea here.

Yang felt that Mrs. Du, who was supporting her, was sluggish in her movements.

Xu Lingyi glanced at Madam Du: Madam is still in her period of filial piety.

It seems to be explaining and giving instructions.

Mother Du couldn't help but look up at Xu Lingyi.

He sat there with a solemn look on his face, a stern look on his brows, and the cup of tea that Yang offered was placed casually on the coffee table beside him.

Mother Du's heart moved, she straightened up calmly, lowered her eyebrows and quickly stepped aside.

Mother Song sounded a little surprised.

This is a little different from what Madam said before. How do you serve tea here?

But at this time, there was no room for her to question it.

Mother Song suppressed the confusion in her heart, and moved as quickly as before, she picked up the tea cup that had been prepared from the tea tray held by the maid and handed it to Mrs. Yang.

Yang had a vague feeling in her heart, but Song Ma's tea had already been handed over to her. She didn't have time to think about it, took the tea cup, lowered her head and raised her eyelids, raising the tea cup high above her head.

Xu Lingyi glanced at Aunt Wen who was standing next to the Grand Master's chair.

Aunt Wen's people suddenly froze there as if they were rolling in a stormy sea, or as if they were being boiled in burning oil.

Let her take the tea

She is a concubine

Xu Lingyi glanced at her again, with a blade-like coldness in his eyes.

As if she had been doused with a ladle of cold water on a cold day, Aunt Wen came back to her senses with a shudder.

She took a deep breath, forced a cheerful smile and stepped forward to take the tea cup from Yang's hand.

Sister Yang and Aunt Wen's respectful voices revealed a hint of intimacy. Our lady is still in the period of mourning.

She couldn't offend anyone in this room, so she used honorifics.

Xu Lingyi stood up with a satisfied smile flashing in his eyes: Okay, Prince Shun and the others are still outside. You guys take good care of the Yang family. I'll be back when I go. Then he strode out of the hall.

The room fell into silence.

Hurry, help the newlyweds into the house. Aunt Wen thought of the coldness in Xu Lingyi's eyes just now, and quickly showed a cheerful smile. Otherwise, when the Marquis comes back and blames me, I won't be able to eat and walk away.

Mother Du smiled and stepped forward to help Yang.

Aunt Wen handed the tea cup to Lu Yun beside her and pointed to Mother Du: Sister Yang, this is Mother Du who is beside our wife. She has been serving our wife for more than 40 years. It is our Lord Marquis who has met her.

, and also respectfully called mother.

Mrs. Yang quickly and obediently called Mama Du.

Mother Du smiled and gave Aunt Wen a false slap: "Don't listen to her nonsense. We are servants. When we meet, the men shout, that's to give the lady some dignity, what credit do you have?" Then she smiled and pointed to Song who was aside.

Mom, this is Mrs. Song, the most powerful person around Madam. You will have to deal with a lot in the future.

Mrs. Yang quickly and respectfully called Mother Song.

Song’s mother waved her hands with a smile: I don’t dare to take it, I don’t dare to take it.

Okay, okay, what are you talking about now? When Aunt Wen saw her, she took Yang's other arm cordially and said with concern, it's been a busy day today, right? While the Marquis went to toast, you should take a rest.

Rest. If anything happens, we’ll talk about it later. We have a long time to come.

Yang saw that she was wearing a tourmaline flower on her head, cat's eye stone earrings on her ears, a gold-embroidered flower jacket all over her body, and gold-thread embroidered shoes on her feet. She was petite and small, smiling enthusiastically. She said she was a responsible mother, but she was overdressed.

Gorgeous; she said she was a concubine, and she had just received the tea from the mistress that she served; she said she was a guest, but her behavior was too informal. I couldn't make up my mind for a moment, and glanced at Song's mother, and said hesitantly: "Who is this?"

Seeing that I was only talking to myself, Mother Song introduced her with a smile, "This is our aunt in the house, her maiden name is Wen."

Mrs. Yang called her sister and knelt down to salute Aunt Wen.

Aunt Wen held her arm and said, no, no, no, you were given by the Queen Mother and you have a noble body. How can I let you salute me?

Mother Du took the opportunity to let go of Yang's hand.

Yang reluctantly saluted: "Look what my sister said. Once you enter the same door, you are a family. The things in the past are the things in the past, and the things now are the things now. My sister will naturally be better than me when I enter the door."

Respectfully
To be continued...