After rebirth, he became the regent's white moonlight

Chapter 137 Zhongyuan Festival

"Go," Zhan Wenjiang also knew that they were worried about him, and beckoned them to grab the medicine, "When is the exam date?"

"It's late September, but...the journey is far away. If you want to go, young master, you will have to leave in the middle of September."

Zhan Qiyi wasn't sure what he meant when he asked this question, so he replied cautiously.

"Really, then prepare for it, and leave as soon as the time comes."

Zhan Wenjiang murmured softly, with a deep sense of exhaustion on his face, and his tone was as flat as a pool of stagnant water.

"It's just... the birthday of the little lady, the day of her birthday will be in September..."

Zhan Qi was already sweating profusely after saying this, and he didn't dare to look up into his eyes, but felt his back was chilly, as if a gust of cold wind was blowing, and the frozen person shivered all over.

"Got it, let's get ready."

Zhan Wenjiang swayed anxiously, and stabilized his figure before Zhan Qi found out, his tone was still calm, but after hearing this sentence, a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Yes!"

Zhan Qi responded, and hurriedly backed out.

After there was no one around, Zhan Wenjiang took out the pearl hairpin in his arms, caressed the pearl hairpin with affectionate eyes, and showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if thinking of something beautiful, but then he went down sadly and sighed , put the pearl hairpin into his bosom, put it in the skirt of his clothes, and then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

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"Miss! The Ghost Festival will be in two days. Are you ready, miss?"

Suhua was wearing a light pink skirt, with a beaming smile on her face, ran up to Feng Xinlan in small steps, and asked happily.

"It's a nice dress."

Feng Xinlan saw the new clothes on her at a glance, nodded with a smile and praised.

"Miss, don't just look at the servant girl's clothes. The lady of your clothes has already sent someone over. You can see if it fits."

Suhua handed a set of brocade brocade dress with Yunfei makeup to Feng Xinlan, and said with a smile.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Feng Xinlan looked at her approvingly. This Yunfeizhuang floral satin and brocade dress is a three-layer gauze skirt, covered with a layer of light satin, which looks elegant and beautiful. It is tied with a light blue wide belt. , looks slender, with tall breasts, slender waist, tassels around the waist, and the pleats of the skirt flow like snow and moonlight on the ground, and it is more than three feet long, making the gait more graceful and soft. A light blue wide belt looks slender, with a slender waist that is gracefully grasped, the jet-black silk is tied into a ponytail, a hollow carved wooden hairpin is inserted, and a pair of gold inlaid jade earrings are worn on the ears, the whole person looks like Pure and elegant.

"Miss is really getting more and more beautiful."

Suhua looked at Feng Xinlan and praised her in admiration.

"You will be poor-mouthed."

Feng Xinlan blushed from Suhua's praise, and cursed with a smile.

At this moment, Liu Yiyi, who was wearing a new light blue dress, came out of the kitchen with a bowl of lotus seed soup, and saw the obvious surprise on Feng Xinlan's back. It's so pretty!"

"Really? I really don't know. I usually wear plain clothes, but this dress looks really good today, and I like it very much."

Feng Xinlan laughed when she heard the words, took a sip of the lotus seed soup, and the sweetness immediately bloomed on the tip of her tongue, it was fragrant and tender, very delicious.

"Miss Liu, your cooking skills have improved a lot!"

Su Hua praised the sweet smell of lotus seed soup.

"Where is it, little lady, I learned this on purpose. If the little lady likes to eat it, I will make it for the little lady every day next time."

Liu Yiyi smiled, blinked playfully, and looked at Suhua beside her.

"Miss, after you try it on, change your clothes quickly. These are the clothes to be worn on the Ghost Festival. If they get dirty, it's not good. Su Hua wants to see you in full bloom!"

Suhua grabbed Feng Xinlan as if remembering something and said hastily.

"Yiyi, you too, I think you'd better change it out quickly, because if you get dirty in the kitchen, it won't matter if something goes wrong."

Su Hua's voice changed, and she warned Liu Yiyi, looking anxious as if she wanted to take off her clothes.

Feng Xinlan laughed out loud immediately, Suhua's cheeks flushed, she put down her hands hastily, and laughed awkwardly.

Seeing this, Liu Yiyi also covered her little mouth and snickered, and several people suddenly burst into laughter, and the whole small courtyard was full of laughter.

The other side didn't have such a good atmosphere. Feng Suilan stared ferociously at the clothes on the table, her fists were tightly clenched, and she didn't even notice that her nails were deep in her flesh. There was a sinister look in her eyes.

"...Second Miss, Madam has ordered, Second Miss likes moon-white clothes like this the most, and specially ordered someone to rush to make new clothes for Second Miss overnight. I hope Second Miss can wear it at the Ghost Festival dinner."

The maid who brought the things felt uneasy when she saw Feng Suilan's anger filling the room.

"roll!"

"Yes, Second Miss."

The maid hurriedly bowed her body, left the tray behind in a panic, and then hurriedly fled the room, fearing that something might happen in the next second.

"Bitch, man!"

Feng Suilan kicked the cup on the table viciously, and the porcelain fell to the ground, scattering fragments everywhere.

She was still angry after the fall, and threw the moon-white clothes on the table hard to the ground, then kicked the clothes to the ground, and trampled on them fiercely, as if this was the only way to vent her anger.

"Second Miss, calm down! Second Miss, don't hurt yourself!"

Seeing Feng Suilan's crazy behavior, the maid next to her was terrified, and hurried forward to stop her.

Seeing the shocking fragments on the ground, the maid's heart was half cold.

It is not uncommon for Feng Suilan to throw plates and bowls, and the maids in her yard have long been accustomed to Feng Suilan's crazy behavior, but it is different now.

In the past, when Aunt Ji was there, she could still coax Feng Xinlan in the yard next door. Naturally, these things were sent here continuously, and Feng Xinlan didn't have any objections.

But now that Aunt Ji is gone, Miss Ji Ling won't make trouble for the second miss, and now...their small storeroom is running out of stock...

"They're all sluts! How dare you insult me!"

Feng Suilan looked at the debris and clothes on the ground with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"Second Miss, calm down!"

Seeing Feng Suilan going crazy, the maid next to her persuaded her in fear.

Her eyes fell on the muddy floor, and the original dress was completely invisible. The maid frowned slightly, and for the first time felt emotions other than fear towards Feng Suilan.

"Second miss, the clothes are dirty. These are the clothes Madam brought for you to wear during the Ghost Festival banquet. I don't think Madam will prepare another set for you."

The maid reminded softly.

(End of this chapter)