Nightfall Chapter 142: Pigeon Soup (Part 1)

For the whole night, Madam Zeng Jing was immersed in or confused by this inexplicable feeling.

When the Queen Empress said a joke, she was no longer the first to laugh out loud and laugh loudest as she used to be. When the prime minister's wife talked about interesting things in Chang'an, she no longer cooperated with each other, but Someone stared at the black and thin maid next to Princess Li Yu, and she became more and more fascinated.

Her performance, which was very different from the past, naturally attracted the attention of some people, especially when the ladies noticed that she was staring straight at the direction of the princess, and they felt strange in their hearts. Someone sitting beside her Mrs. Shangshu softly reminded her several times that she hadn't awakened, and she couldn't help but knock her lightly.

Mrs. Shang Shu lowered her voice and asked with concern: "Why are you so unreasonable today?"

Ms. Zeng Jing smiled reluctantly without explaining, because she really couldn't explain, she didn't understand why the more she looked at the little maid, the more cordial she felt, and the feeling of pity in her heart grew stronger.

The Queen’s Lady gathered everyone to gossip and drink tea, but there was a very humble little maid in between, and she was still sitting next to the princess, which inevitably caused many doubts in the hearts of the ladies. After the tea cup was replaced with two waters, Finally the prime minister's wife couldn't help but ask, the empress smiled and briefly introduced Sangsang.

The ladies knew that this little girl was Ning’s personal maid. Although there were still many doubts, it was inconvenient to ask again. Moreover, they were distinguished. Although it was impossible to treat the maidservant in the house like a pig or dog, she still It was really a person from two worlds, just for the sake of the queen, he asked Ning Que casually.

Ms. Zeng Jing watched her companions talk to the little maid, and she couldn't help but ask questions, but she didn't care how many pictures the legendary Ning could write every day. I asked about Sangsang's age.

Sangsang is very uncomfortable with the atmosphere in the palace. If it weren’t for the palace’s will, and Li Yu promised to accompany her, she would rather cook porridge and drink in Laobi Zhai, especially if she had eaten it under the service of the maids. After the meal, I felt that what Ning Que had said was absolutely right. The palace was not a place to eat at all.

When those honorable women asked her questions, she felt a little strenuous. Until I heard someone ask about my age, I thought this question was simple, and immediately answered seriously: "I am born in the first year of Tianqi."

Ms. Zeng Jing lowered her head and watched her cuff stretched out for a long time. She figured out that she was about to turn fifteen years old this year. After a little startled, she said sadly: "If my child lives to this day. As big as you."

At this time, the noble ladies in the hall were all close to the empress empress. Of course, they knew the uproarious incident of the murder of concubines in Chang'an in the first year of the apocalypse. Hearing these words, they couldn't help casting consoling glances at Mrs.

The empress empress comforted her a few words in harmony.

Ms. Zeng Jing glanced at the little maid after the opposite case, and smiled bitterly, thinking that she probably missed the daughter who died a long time ago too much. Today, seeing a girl who is similar to her age is a bit gaffe , It shouldn't be.

There are so many things in the world that once your heart is moved, it is difficult to erase them in other ways. Just like Mrs. Zeng Jing’s unreasonable feeling of pity for Sangsang, she wanted to convince herself that she was just a daughter who had died prematurely, but she couldn’t help but raise her head from time to time to look at the tea case opposite, staring blankly at Sang. mulberry.

The more she looked at Sangsang, the more familiar she became, especially the little girl’s dark complexion, and those willow eyes that were not so beautiful in the eyes of ordinary people, which made her feel extremely close, and she couldn’t help asking again: "I listened to you earlier. You and Ning had been living in Weicheng in the early years. Did the sun on the frontier fortress be too poisonous, so you were exposed to this?"

Sangsang was startled slightly, shook his head and said, "Master said I have been so dark since I was a child."

Listening to her answer, Mrs. Zeng Jing became more and more restless, no longer able to care about the strange eyes of others, so she stared at Sangsang intently. As if to see the flowers on her face.

The tea cool banquet goes away.

Ms. Zeng Jing was guarding outside the hall, and seeing Li Yu taking Sangsang out, she bit her teeth and stopped them.

Li Yu frowned slightly, wondering what the lady of the university scholar was going to do.

Ms. Zeng Jing knows very well that she is the most steadfast supporter of the empress. In these years, I haven't shown the princess too much good looks, and it can even be said that she has offended the other party terribly, so her tone has become more docile and humble.

"Your Royal Highness, the wife of my life is very happy to see this little girl today, and you also know my child...I want to send this little girl home by the way, and please agree with her."

Li Yu looked at her quietly. Even the daughter who died fifteen years ago moved out. It seems that the lady of the academician really wants to go with Sangsang, but why does she do this? Could it be that the Empress Empress finally recognized the significance of the academy's entry into the WTO and decided to go around the corner to approach Ning Que?

Thinking about these things, she decided to reject the other's humble request, smiled and said, "Sangsang doesn't like to get along with strangers."

This is the truth. Sangsang’s temperament destined her to reluctant to deal with people. If she didn’t communicate frequently in the past two years, it would be difficult for Li Yu to walk into her world, not to mention that she had never met before. Mrs. Bachelor.

However, at this moment, Sangsang, who had been standing quietly beside Li Yu, suddenly said: "Yes."

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"Your name is Sangsang?"

"Hmm."

"This name is interesting."

"Not bad."

"Who named you?"

"Master."

"Your young master is a scholar of the world, and he must be extremely brilliant in the way of poetry and prose. His name must be good, but I don't know what the meaning of the word Sangsang is?"

"No deep meaning, the young master said that when he picked me up, there was a mulberry tree on the side of the road with stripped bark and no leaves. It looked very similar to me back then, so he called me Sangsang."

"Where did your young master pick you?"

"Hebei County, he forgot the specific place. We went to look for it once out of Minshan, but at that time young plants had grown in the fields, and the peeled and leafless mulberry trees had died and many other trees had grown, so Can't recognize it."

Tonight's Chang'an City is brightly lit and full of tourists. The people watching the lights blocked the streets and lanes to Dongcheng strictly. Even if it was the carriage on the Wenyuan University Scholar's Mansion, it was still unable to raise the speed today, only to move forward slowly with the flow of people. Madam Jing didn't care about it, even a little happy.

The longer the journey, the longer she can stay in the car with Sangsang and ask more questions. Sangsang tonight was obviously different from usual. The question to this lady was always answered, and it seemed that he said more overnight than last month.

However, those stories back then were too vague in her memory, and they were basically recounted by Ning Que, so no matter how Mrs. Zeng Jing beat her, she still couldn't get the answer she wanted.

How far is the journey. There is always the moment that comes.

The carriage of the Scholar's House slowly stopped at the entrance of Lin 47 Lane.

Sangsang saluted Madam Zeng Jing very politely when he got out of the car.

Ms. Zeng Jing stared at the slender figure in front of the shop gate, feeling sore for some reason.

She can't confirm anything at all right now, and even knows that she may be wishful thinking. However, she has fallen in love with this little girl all the way along the way, thinking that it would be great if she had such a daughter.

Ms. Zeng Jing raised the curtain, hesitated and asked a little uneasy: "Would you like to visit the Bachelor's Palace?"

Sang Sauna thought about the key for a while, thinking that Ning Que would be home in a few days. The pine branch bacon has been smoked so that no one is watching it, and she has nothing to do in Lao Bi Zhai, so she nodded.

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A few days later, a strange guest came up to Wenyuan Zengjing Scholar's Mansion.

The reason is strange because the guest is a little maid. There are so many residences of princes and ministers in Chang'an City. I have never heard of anyone who treats a little maid as a serious guest. So when the butler leads the little maid to the depths of the back garden, the maid under Dongliu Daobian The rings are pointing. The shock was hard to hide.

And when the people in the mansion saw the lady of the university greet us at the entrance of the garden, and the hand of the little maid was very affectionate, the smile on her face was about to overflow the temples and flew onto the rockery, they were shocked to the extreme .

It didn't take long for the people in the bachelor's house to have inquired about the identity of the black and thin maid. Knowing her origin, they couldn't help but talk. Many people endured a laugh and thought that the lady in charge is indeed the lady who is loyal to the empress in Chang'an, and she is willing to fall for herself and make her happy.

Zeng Jing's bachelor is not in the mansion. Maybe he is like the servants in the mansion. He feels that it would be too much for his wife to banquet a little maid specially. Therefore, only Mrs. Zeng Jing and Sangsang were at the luncheon, but the dishes were extremely rich, and there were four or five big girls at the table serving them calmly.

Sangsang's generation is serving people, or to be precise, serving Ning Que. She is not used to being served to eat, so she seems a little restrained, much more silent than in the carriage on the night of the Lantern Festival.

Ms. Zeng Jing watched her lower her head while eating the food in the bowl, occasionally a look of pity flashed in her eyes, and then she winked at the most powerful girl beside her.

The big maid knows, she lifted the curtain and went out to bring in a bowl of pigeon soup that had already been prepared.

Mrs. Zeng Jing walked up to Sangsang with the pigeon soup and said: "Look at your small figure, you need to make up."

After saying this, she slipped her hand and the bowl of pigeon soup was poured under Sangsang's feet.

Sangsang stood up, looked down at his half-wet cotton skirt and shoes, and said nothing.

Ms. Zeng Jing said in a panic: "This is really...hurry up and wash."

The cotton skirts and shoes are stained with pigeon soup oil, so they really need to be washed.

But Sangsang didn't move, but silently looked down at his skirt and shoes.

She sensed that the lady had deliberately splashed pigeon soup on her body.

Because at that moment, she could see clearly that the lady's fingers holding the soup bowl were very hard, and they didn't slip at all.

Sangsang was not angry, because the bowl of pigeon soup was obviously left outside the curtain for a long time, it was already warm and not hot, let alone splashing on the body, even if it was splashed on the face, it would not cause any harm, and she did not feel it When the lady’s malice was met, she could feel the cowardly kindness of the other party, but why did she do this?

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