Red Mansion: Picking up a Lin Daiyu

Chapter 412: Sisters fight, Qingwen opens up

"No, it's still wrong."

Lin Daiyu returned to her room, leaning back in a carved pear wood chair, her brows furrowed, her mind full of confusion.

Zijuan just returned, holding a delicate food box. She opened the lid, and steaming food with a sweet fragrance slowly overflowed.

"Miss, these are the cakes I just bought outside. They are chestnut cakes and flower cakes that you can eat. They were originally used to decorate tonight's dinner. But it's still early now. If you are hungry, you can use them to fill your stomach first."

Zijuan placed the snacks neatly on the table with her bare hands. Seeing Lin Daiyu mumbling to herself, she smiled and waved her hand, asking, "Miss, what are you thinking about? Is there something wrong with the accounts outside?"

Lin Daiyu shook her head slightly, and the corners of her mouth curled down, "That's not the case, it's just..."

"only?"

The sudden turn of events aroused Zijuan's interest. She sat down next to Lin Daiyu, made tea and poured water, waiting for Lin Daiyu's next words.

Lin Daiyu pondered and said, "It seems something went wrong with Brother Yue."

"Master, didn't you just get a knighthood? What could go wrong?"

Zijuan pushed the teacup to Lin Daiyu and picked up one herself, but Lin Daiyu did not take it. Instead, she pulled out a piece of red diamond cloth from behind her.

"Look, this is what I found in Brother Yue's study."

"puff……"

Zijuan sprayed tea all over the floor. Without even wiping her mouth, she raised her hand to put the red diamond cloth back on Lin Daiyu.

But after hearing Lin Daiyu's words, she started to cough repeatedly, her cheeks turning red, "Miss, did you really find this in the master's study?"

Lin Daiyu blinked and said confidently, "I have it in my hands, how can it be fake?"

Zijuan smiled awkwardly, took the cloth from Lin Daiyu, and said to smooth things over: "It's not that I don't believe what you said, but it's too shocking for you to find such an object in the master's study."

"Although the girls in the room are not very self-controlled, it is not necessary for them to go to the study room without telling the girls on the first day."

Lin Daiyu hesitated for a moment, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Why? Did you do something sneaky in the past?"

Zijuan stuck out her tongue, feeling a little guilty for letting the secret slip. She lowered her head and stared at the red diamond cloth.

After sniffing the scent, it was a familiar cold fragrance. Zijuan asked in disbelief, "Could this be Miss Bao's? It's impossible, right? If it was said that Sister Keqing went over there to make trouble and left her bellyband in the room, I would believe it, but this is Miss Bao. She is usually very polite to the master."

Lin Daiyu did not doubt Xue Baochai first, and explained: "The weather has been good these days, and the room is very hot and stuffy. The fragrance of Sister Bao can fill the room if she stays in the room for a while."

"I smelled this smell when I went to Brother Yue's study, but Sister Bao had already left, so it's not surprising that any item in the room would have her smell. You really can't just blame Sister Bao for this and wrongly accuse a good person."

"This..." Lin Daiyu's explanation was very logical, but Zijuan was at a loss. She couldn't let her search through all the boxes and cabinets to find this vixen.

After thinking for a while, Lin Daiyu slowly spoke, "However, I see that Brother Yue doesn't look like he is having an affair with anyone. His breathing is even and his behavior is normal. I think I ruined it."

Thinking of this, Lin Daiyu made up her mind again and said, "Since I have caught the cat stealing fish in the room, I will use the same trick against it. I will set a trap at night and catch the turtle in the jar! Let's see who this cat is!"

Hearing this, Zijuan thought of the bad past and asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, what are you going to do? Are you going to hide in the master's tent and catch them off guard?"

Lin Daiyu glanced up and down at Zijuan, frowned and asked, "Why are you asking so many questions?"

Zijuan smiled bitterly and said, "Miss, you are not doubting me, are you? I have always been loyal and have never had any selfish motives."

Lin Daiyu rolled her eyes and pouted, "Forget it. Go and call Sister Xing over for me. I don't trust anyone else."

……

Xue Baochai is naturally not someone who can suffer a loss. Since Xiangling took advantage of her, she naturally wanted to take it back from her.

The master and servant returned to their rooms one after another. Xiangling quickly went back to her own room to change her clothes.

But Xue Baochai, who was sitting aside, still felt a little confused.

Not long after, Xiangling came out again, still with a face as red as a lantern. She came forward and asked hesitantly, "Miss, we've all gone back to the room, why don't you take it off and give it back to me?"

Xue Baochai's fever had not yet subsided. She opened the window, but without time to find a fan, she simply fanned herself with her hands.

With a light snort, Xue Baochai glared and said, "Return it to you? I haven't settled the account with you yet! It's all your fault. You let the Marquis come up with such a low-class business. I took it on reluctantly, and I really don't know what to do."

Xiangling bit her lip and said, "Girl, I didn't go out today."

"I didn't go out, and I blamed you for it. Is Sister Keqing a good person? She plays with her all day long. Even the best girls have been corrupted by her. She actually came to steal my bellyband. Now, the Marquis really likes it. If he wants to buy bellybands in the future, my Xue family will sell them."

"What kind of business is this?"

Xiangling opened her mouth, very surprised at what Xue Baochai said, but she also felt that with the Marquis's ability, there would be nothing he couldn't do, and it was more likely that the truth had not yet surfaced.

"If the Marquis had an idea, he would have figured out what to do long ago. Miss, there is no need to worry about it."

It would have been better if she hadn't tried to persuade him, for after she did, Xue Baochai became even angrier.

She raised her hand and pulled her to her side, kneading Xiangling's face with both hands. Xue Baochai said indignantly: "You are like a considerate young wife, and I am the yellow-faced woman who doesn't know right from wrong?"

"You still want me to not question you, Lord? It's not you who's selling these items. And, moreover, you don't even know what the bellyband is used for!"

"What's the use?"

Even though her face was rubbed round and then pinched flat, Xiangling still cooperated and continued with Xue Baochai's words.

Xue Baochai let go of her hand, leaned on the table helplessly, and said with a sigh, "Don't worry, you will know when you can use it."

Xiangling was confused and didn't understand what was going on, but she had a good habit of not asking questions about things she didn't understand.

After venting her anger, Xue Baochai felt much better and began to seriously consider Yue Ling's instructions.

"Oh, go call Sister Keqing over and tell her that I have found a solution to her previous request to reopen the newspaper. This time, the Marquis supports it, so don't be careless."

Rubbing her face, Xiangling agreed stupidly and went out.

After everyone in the room had left and the surroundings had become quiet, Xue Baochai sat in front of the window, enjoying the breeze. She felt empty inside, as if something bad was about to happen, and she seemed to have forgotten something important.

All the thoughts in my mind were disrupted by Yue Ling.

Thinking back to when she was resting her head on Yue Ling's shoulder and her wet dress was soaking wet through her skin, Xue Baochai couldn't help but wrap her clothes tighter.

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to read the letter Baoqin sent me."

With a stamp of her foot, Xue Baochai hurried back to the desk, opened the drawer, nervously tore open the letter, and began to read it.

As she read, Xue Baochai frowned slightly.

"It's been a while since we last met. How is my sister? How is my Lord?"

After just saying one sentence, he asked about Yue Ling, which of course made Xue Baochai feel very uncomfortable.

"Since I followed the ship northward, every time I see the frosty moon on the mast, I always recall the time last year when the Marquis suppressed the Japanese pirates at Shuangyu Island outside the Qiantang River and set fire to the camps at night. At that time, the Japanese pirates pretended to surrender, but in fact they were fighting for their lives. The general used his golden sword to block the arrows, and the blood stained the white plum blossoms on my sleeves."

"I wonder if you have ever seen the blood-stained crane cloak in the Marquis's mansion?"

After reading a few more sentences, Xue Baochai could smell the tea again, and she complained in her heart, "Is this Qin girl really going to come to the mansion to join in the fun? She really has no shame."

"Today, I have been ordered by the Marquis to escort thirty ships of Japanese troops to Beijing and Liaodong. I just heard that my sister is famous in Huaiyang and has returned to Beijing with the Marquis. I secretly sigh that my sister is more thoughtful than before. Will she be able to marry the Marquis? If this is true, don't forget the good things for me, sister."

"Now that my mission is complete, I am only waiting to go down from Liaodong to Beijing to reunite with you. Last year, I said that I would repay the Marquis' kindness and never forget it. I have been diligently learning thirty foreign languages ​​and can speak them all. I hope you can introduce me to the Marquis and help him achieve great things."

"Attached to this letter is the secret recipe of the Jialuo incense from Shuangyu Island. It is said that when it is lit, the smoke is as sharp as a general's sword. However, this incense is extremely strange. It must be blended with the cold spring water from western Liaoning. It looks very much like you and me. One of us is guarding the money and food behind the scenes, and the other is steering the merchant ship to deal with the aftermath. But we were both touched by the same spark."

"Sister Qin paused."

After reading the letter, Xue Baochai clenched her fists even tighter.

"This girl's naughty nature hasn't changed. Not only did she tease me, but she also showed her selfishness. What's so good about the Marquis? He's obviously a pervert, so why is he so popular with girls?"

"This is another girl who has fallen into depravity!"

Xue Baochai scratched her head and cheeks in annoyance, and finally threw the letter aside. "Anyway, we will meet again, so I won't reply to her. You want me to introduce you to the Marquis, but I don't think you can use it at all."

……

"Qingwen, can we eat a lot of delicious food tonight?"

"It should be. After all, the Marquis has returned, and tonight should be the celebration banquet. By now, the seats should be set up in the lobby, and we are just waiting for Miss Lin to make the arrangements."

Qingwen and Xueyan walked side by side, each holding a small bundle in their hands, and returned to the room.

"That's great."

Xueyan pursed her lips. She had not eaten anything good after the long journey. The more she thought about it, the more greedy she became. Her stomach couldn't help but growl.

"It's a pity that it's not the Marquis who cooks. I really want to try the Marquis's cooking again."

Qingwen smiled bitterly and shook her head, not continuing the conversation.

In the eyes of the brainless Xueyan, the unattainable Marquis seemed like a brother. If she acted coquettishly, he would do anything for her, even cooking.

Qingwen didn't dare to have such delusions as the difference in status was so great. Moreover, when she entered the mansion, she was not liked by the Marquis.

She was once so proud of herself in the Rongguo Mansion, but now she is struggling in the mansion. Only she knows how difficult it is.

She worked diligently as a second-class maid and rushed to do needlework, all for the purpose of leaving a good impression on Yue Ling and Lin Daiyu and fitting into this mansion.

Many years have passed, and it is obvious that Qingwen has not yet achieved what she wished for, at least she has hardly ever spent any time with Yue Ling.

"Sister Qingwen, the master wants you to come over. It's in the outer study of the courtyard. Go out through the hanging flower gate and walk along the corridor through an alley."

Ni Ni patted Qingwen on the shoulder from behind and passed the message happily.

Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then pointed at herself and asked, "Master, are you calling me? Not someone else? Or does the master just want to find someone to serve you?"

Ni Ni smiled and shook her head, and took the bundle from her hand, "My father said that when he mentioned Sister Qingwen's name, he wanted Sister to go over there."

Qingwen still found it hard to believe. She and Yue Ling had never had any contact at all, so why did he call her to talk alone the next day after she returned to Beijing?

Suddenly, Qingwen felt something was wrong.

"Could it be that the master heard about my experience at Rongguo Mansion and is not satisfied with my performance? Is he really going to kick me out?"

Qingwen was a proud maid to begin with. It was already difficult for her to endure doing menial tasks in the mansion. But when she thought that after so many years, instead of having her hard work paid off, all her previous efforts were wasted, Qingwen's eyes could not help but redden.

"Sister Ni Ni, did the Marquis only call me over?"

"Well, leave it to me. Sister Xueyan and I will deliver it."

Without the package in her hands, Qingwen felt empty inside.

Xueyan noticed that Qingwen's eyes had lost their color and she was already in a trance. She asked in confusion, "Qingwen? Are you afraid of the Marquis? The Marquis is looking for someone only for good things. If you don't want to go, I'll go in your place. By the way, I can ask the Marquis to make me milk tea again!"

Ni Ni immediately raised her hand, "I want to drink too!"

"no problem!"

Qingwen rubbed her eyes, smiled miserably, and said, "It's okay, I'll go anyway. I can't avoid it after all."

Ni Ni encouraged Qingwen, "Come on, sister Qingwen, you are the only one here, you must perform well."

Xueyan also nodded repeatedly.

Seeing her friends cheering her on, Qingwen certainly didn't want to leave, so she nodded in response, thinking to herself, "That's right, it's time to give up, but there's still one last fight!"

After cheering herself up, Qingwen turned around and went out of the yard alone.

"Sister Qingwen's walking posture is so strange, as if she is using the same hands and feet."

"Well, it's a bit strange, a bit like a cooked duck." Touching her shriveled stomach, Xueyan sighed and said, "Come to think of it, I'm a bit hungry again."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and Xueyan took a few deep breaths, her eyes sparkling with brilliance, "There are cakes! Chestnut cakes and flower cakes!"

……

Even though she had prepared herself mentally, when Qingwen really found the study, she still couldn't help feeling timid.

Ni Er welcomed her in with a smile, then walked out and closed the door tightly.

She and Yue Ling were the only ones left in the room.

At first Qingwen did not dare to look up randomly, as it would be impolite, but when she did not hear Yue Ling calling her for a long time, she could not help but secretly raise her eyebrows and look.

But I only saw Yue Ling writing and drawing on the table, very focused.

Qingwen was at a loss for a moment. She didn't understand what Yue Ling meant, and she didn't dare to act rashly.

After another stick of incense, the incense in the incense burner seemed to have burned out. Qingwen walked closer quietly, bowed, bit her lip and asked, "Master, I, I am here, is there anything I can tell you?" Yue Ling raised his head slightly and said softly, "You came at the right time. I was just about to discuss a business deal with you."

Qingwen was nervous for a moment, and then she was even more shocked when she heard this. "Transaction? What transaction? Even my indenture is in the mansion, what transaction can I make with the Marquis?"

"Could it be that the Marquis is finally planning to take my body?"

"Originally, this room already had Ruizhu and Zhuzhu, Xiangling and Zijuan, and even Ying'er. It should be my turn now."

"This day has finally come. I clearly wanted to gain a firm foothold in the mansion with my skills, but in the end, I couldn't escape the temptation to serve someone with my beauty."

"How ironic! I look down on Xiren, Sheyue and the others. How different are I from them? It's just that the Marquis is far superior to Baoyu."

Qingwen's heart was filled with sorrow and she shed two crystal tears unconsciously. She wiped them away silently and clenched her teeth, trying not to cry out loud so as not to affect Yue Ling's mood.

"So this is what Ni Ni meant by good performance. No wonder the Marquis only called me."

Yue Ling devoted himself to the design field and didn't care about Qingwen behind him. He spread out his palm and asked, "Where's the bellyband? Did you bring it?"

"Beltband?"

Qingwen's face quickly turned red. She was a pure and innocent person. During the years she served Baoyu, she had never let Baoyu touch even her hand. This was the first time Yue Ling was alone with her, and he asked for her bellyband in person. How could she not feel embarrassed?

Taking a deep breath, Qingwen sighed, "Yes, no wonder Xiangling asked me to mend my bellyband. This is exactly what the master likes."

With her eyes dull and lifeless, Qingwen seemed to have accepted her fate. She opened her skirt piece by piece, untied the straps at the top and bottom, pulled her bellyband off her body, and handed it to Yue Ling.

"Ok?"

The touch felt a little strange, and Yue Ling slowly came back to his senses, "Why is it warm again, you..."

When Yue Ling turned around, he saw Qingwen's clothes were disheveled, her shoulders were exposed, her skirt was half-undone, and her royal blue pleated skirt covered her ankles.

This scene shocked Yue Ling so much that he was stunned.

She looked at the embroidered with broken plum blossoms bellyband in her hand again and quickly threw it back to Qingwen.

Before Yue Ling could explain, Qingwen broke down first. She squatted on the ground, holding her bellyband and burst into tears.

"Woo, woo, woo, sir, do you dislike me so much?"

"What's going on today? What's going on with these two people?"

Yue Ling covered his eyes helplessly and turned his head back, "Didn't the girl who brought you the message tell you? I want some clothes that you haven't worn, not the ones on you."

"Also, put your clothes on quickly. How did you get misinterpreted like this? It's still daytime after all. If someone sees you, how can you explain it to them?"

"what?"

Qingwen stopped crying in an instant, and was in a daze, unable to recover.

Yue Ling spread his fingers apart and saw that Qingwen hadn't put on her clothes yet, so he couldn't help but stand up and threatened, "What? Do you want me to put them on for you myself?"

"No, no, I dare not trouble you, my Lord..."

Qingwen shrank her neck, turned around, hurriedly put her dress back on, and tightened the belt around her waist.

It must be said that Yue Ling had a feast for the eyes today. Qingwen's figure was also as slender as a willow leaf, and her waist was slender enough to be held in one hand. Although not as round and smooth as Xue Baochai's, she was also as beautiful as a young lotus just beginning to emerge.

While Yue Ling was admiring her, Qingwen had become completely ashamed of herself. She even felt that even if she was kicked out of the house, it would not be an unacceptable outcome.

"Did I misunderstand what the master meant? I am so embarrassed. I dared to do such a ridiculous thing in the master's study. I am the only one who dares to do such a ridiculous thing."

"What will the master do to me?"

When Qingwen was lost in thought, Yue Ling tried to soften his tone and not put pressure on the little girl, "Qingwen? Are you ready to put on your clothes? Okay, come over here and grind the ink."

"okay."

Qingwen shook her skirt, walked quickly forward, took the inkstone, and began to grind it carefully.

She had done this kind of work in Lin Daiyu's room many times and was already very familiar with it.

And Qingwen was not a fool. When she knew that this was Yue Ling's act of comfort, intended to use the simplest thing to bring the two of them closer, she couldn't help but feel grateful in her heart, and temporarily put aside the shame she had just felt.

"Master, what are you drawing?"

Glancing at Yue Ling's drawing paper, Qingwen took the initiative to ask.

Yue Ling smiled shyly and asked, "Can you tell what this is?"

Qingwen shook her head.

Yue Ling pulled out a piece of drawn paper and handed it to Qingwen, "Then take another close look at it."

Qingwen took it and looked at it carefully, saying, "It looks like clothes for a young child."

After she said this, Qingwen suddenly covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Could it be that one of the sisters in the mansion has given birth to a child for the Marquis?"

Yue Ling couldn't help but give Qingwen a slap on the head, "How can you come up with so many stories? I really don't know what you think about every day."

Yue Ling twitched his lips, compared it with the drawing, and said, "This is underwear, not for children."

Qingwen was in pain but still very surprised. She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Underwear is just these few pieces of cloth. It can't cover the body at all?"

Yue Ling raised his eyebrows and nodded, "What I want is that it can't be covered. If it is covered, it won't have this effect. Okay, without saying anything else, change one thing for me to see."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Qingwen blushed and asked, "Master, do you want me to make alterations here? Such a small piece of cloth, and the meaning of the pearls strung underneath, it looks like just a string, how can it be considered a dress?"

"Besides, I don't have any scissors or needles. How can I cut it?"

Yue Ling smiled and led her to the inner room, where everything needed had been prepared long ago. However, Yue Ling said with a little regret: "I originally wanted you to use the ready-made bellybands to cut out a few pieces to try, but I didn't expect you didn't take them."

"Forget it. This matter has been full of twists and turns. I won't force speed. I'll just make a few sets of clothes at home. But I want these clothes to be able to tighten automatically and be tied to my body. I wonder if you can understand what I mean."

As the best needlework maid in the mansion, Yue Ling placed unlimited hopes on Qingwen.

After all, this is the girl in the original book who can mend the golden pheasant fur coat. No one has ever seen a golden pheasant fur coat, but she is the only one who dares to mend it with needle and thread.

She can do such delicate work, not to mention cutting small clothes, even making cat ears and tails should be easy for her.

Qingwen had always wanted to integrate into the mansion, and now that Yue Ling needed her, she wanted to show her abilities even more.

After thinking deeply for a moment, Qingwen whispered, "Master, what you want to say is that it should be like soft silk, which has a slight tightening feeling when worn on the body. However, this material is too expensive, and the best silk has to be soaked in vinegar and go through several processes to be finished. It is quite time-consuming and laborious. It is still too difficult to make it into clothes."

Playing with the drawings in her hand, Qingwen said, "The different styles that Master has drawn seem more like they are meant to be sold. Such a process is not enough for workshop production."

Yue Ling asked anxiously, "Is there any other way?"

Without an industrial foundation, elastic materials are too rare. If there is no elasticity, the clothes produced by Yue Ling are actually not much different from those in this world, except that there is less fabric and the creativity is fresher. There is no technical barrier at all.

After another moment of silence, Qingwen looked at the layers of curtains, a light flashed in her eyes, and she said, "Yes, Master, I am pregnant!"

Yue Ling was also delighted, "Really? What's your method?"

Qingwen strode to the table, and Yue Ling took the initiative to pull out a chair for her and helped her sit down.

Qingwen picked up the scissors and first cut two thin strips from a piece of thin cloth. After folding it several times, she used wax to fix the strips.

When sealing it, Qingwen explained, "These two pleats are like a pleated skirt. If they are connected end to end and sewn at the waist, and a pull-out switch is designed at the joint, the originally tightened fabric can be unfolded."

"Then connect these two shrunken fabrics with the full-body fabric that the master has drawn to make a double layer, so that you can go from thick to thin and achieve the half-covered, half-exposed effect that the master wants."

"Of course, the joints can be designed to be more delicate and concealed, and you can embroider a pair of butterflies or something like that. It's all possible."

"It will not look good if I cut it for the master now. The fabrics are a bit old. They need to be ironed, stretched out and sealed properly."

After hearing Qingwen's design, Yue Ling was amazed. This was a relatively simple alternative before there were any stretchable materials.

Moreover, it is difficult to maintain this degree of tightness when used on daily wear. But he happened to be making QQ underwear, which would not be reused many times, so it was just suitable for this design.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's do it this way. Make a few first, put them on and show them to me, and then we'll make improvements."

Qingwen, who received the task, also became full of fighting spirit. After wiping away her tears, she nodded solemnly, "Okay, Master, don't worry, I won't let you down!"

"Hey, wait a minute Master, do I have to put it on when I'm done?"

Before she knew it, Qingwen's cheeks turned red.

Yue Ling frowned and said, "Of course, there are only two of us in this room. If you don't wear it, will I wear it? Don't worry, I won't treat you unfairly. If the matter is successful, I will give you some money."

Qingwen pouted secretly and thought to herself, "Silver? I never leave the house and I don't buy anything, so how can I use silver? It would be better to give me something more substantial."

Yue Ling also noticed that Qingwen was a little disappointed, so he pulled over another round stool and sat down next to Qingwen.

Putting his hand on her shoulder, Yue Ling slowly embraced Qingwen in his arms, "I don't know what impression I gave you before that made you feel so terrible about me, but don't worry, this is your home, no one will drive you away."

"Also, don't take off your clothes so easily next time. You are already an outstanding young woman, and ordinary people can't stand your teasing."

Qingwen was secretly delighted. She had been looking forward to this kind of recognition for a long time. It seemed that at this moment, the knot in her heart was untied.

She turned her head and kissed Yue Ling's cheek, "If Master really wants it, you'd better wait until I'm fully prepared..."

"Hiss." Yue Ling took a breath of cold air, "This annoying little goblin!"

……

With Yue Ling's encouragement, Qingwen made five or six finished products in one go and tried them on one by one. Yue Ling praised each one of them.

There are so many factors that contribute to her success. First of all, Qingwen's craftsmanship is unquestionable, and her figure is second to none. Coupled with such seductive clothes, how can it not make people's blood boil.

From this point of view, Yue Ling felt that he was 70% sure. The next step was to report to the emperor and explain his plan.

When Qingwen walked out of the study, the blush on her face looked like she had put on rouge. Fortunately, the setting sun was shining outside, so it didn't look so obvious.

She was holding some half-finished bellybands, all of which were requested by Qingwen and she planned to study the styles back in her room.

But looking at the clothes in her arms, which could be called "rags", Qingwen was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.

It was fine when it was just Yue Ling and her, after all, Qingwen knew that these clothes were used to please men.

But once it’s out, that’s another story.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you walking without looking at the road?"

Qingwen kept her head down, her mind full of thoughts, either joyful or shy, but she didn't notice the person in front of her and bumped into him head-on.

He flew backwards, and the bellyband in his arms fell all over the ground.

Qingwen propped herself up and sat up, rubbed her head, and looked over, only to find that the person opposite her was the tall and strong Siqi. No wonder she was knocked back several steps.

"Qingwen? Why is it you?"

Qingwen hurriedly picked up the things on the ground and said, "I, I went to look for the master and just came back."

"My Lord? You went to see the Lord and brought back these scraps of cloth? The Lord wouldn't be so stingy, would he?"

Qingwen, who had just been accepted by Yue Ling, was extremely loyal and could not bear to hear anyone slandering Yue Ling.

"This isn't a piece of rag, it's a bellyband. The master is going to make a lot of money with this. You won't understand even if I tell you, so stop making a fuss."

"Beltband?"

Siqi seemed to have searched for the key words. The few hairs on her forehead almost stood up. She immediately moved closer to help Qingwen pick them up.

With a pleasant expression on her face, Siqi said angrily, "I am ignorant. Since you can make a lot of money, I can't hinder you. Put them away quickly. If the Marquis blames me, I can't bear it."

After picking up all the cloth on the ground, Qingwen was too embarrassed to count them again in front of her, so she patted her butt and went back to her room.

Siqi waved goodbye and said, "Go quickly and come back soon. The banquet is waiting in the hall."

"Know it."

After Qingwen left, Siqi took out a piece of cloth hidden in her sleeve and looked at it from front to back. "Is this called a bellyband? It's obviously just a piece of cloth, only about the size of a palm. What can it cover?"

"Could it be that the Marquis likes this tune and asked Qingwen to change it?"

"I was originally planning to go out and buy a few pieces for the girl. It seems like this is a no-brainer. I'll have to walk around the yard more often in the future. Isn't this an unexpected gain?"

"No, the sooner the better. I have to go back quickly and tell the girl the good news. I want her to wear it as soon as possible and impress the Marquis!"

(End of this chapter)