Only this green, not disappointing the spring

When Shangguan Qingyue left, the black wolf reluctantly sent the young master far away. The big red scarf tied around its neck was particularly conspicuous among the white snow.

Qing Yi looked at the ultramarine fabric wrapped around his master's neck. Although the pattern was different from the one around Black Wolf's neck, they looked the same.

Well, only that little ancestor can do such a thing!

The problem is, my master doesn't seem to mind...

Shangguan Qingyue had never imagined that a carriage that looked extremely ordinary on the outside could be so luxurious and comfortable on the inside!

The carriage was covered with thick wool carpets, so spacious that one could lie down and roll around in it! The smokeless silver charcoal was burning brightly, and after just a short while, the whole body became warm.

She was already a little weak, so she simply pulled the thin blanket from the secret compartment and covered herself with it, sleeping soundly all the way. This showed how skilled the driver was, as he didn't even hit a stone.

Even when the carriage stopped and the windows were knocked, the person still could not be woken up.

In desperation, Bing Ling had to carry the child and the blanket in her arms and sent them all the way back to Pan Guiyuan.

Her action immediately alarmed all the masters in the mansion. Even the old man and the old lady heard from the servants that the second Miss Shangguan was unconscious and was carried back to the yard by her personal maid.

Even though they didn't like this 'adopted' granddaughter very much, the two elders still sent servants to inquire about her.

Baili Nanqing used his almost rusty Qinggong skills to be the first to arrive at Panguiyuan. After learning that his youngest daughter was just having her period and felt tired, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she felt a little relieved, relieved that she still had time to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. When her daughter woke up, she would teach her about the menstrual period in detail.

I thought the matter was over, but I didn't expect that the seemingly low-key carriage was still recognized by someone with ulterior motives.

……

Jingyue Palace.

Concubine Jing was half-lying on the embroidered couch in a graceful posture, gently stroking the white cat lying beside her. Every time her hand moved, the white cat's little body couldn't help but tremble.

"Tell me again, what did you find?"

The man kneeling on the ground answering was a man in a coarse cotton coat, with his head lowered so that his face could not be seen clearly.

"To reply to your Majesty, today I saw the second young lady of the Shangguan family. It seemed that she was riding in the carriage of the Third Prince back to the mansion."

The beautiful woman shook off the cat hair that she had scraped off with her fingertips with some disgust, grabbed the white cat by the neck and threw it out the door casually.

The cat rolled on the ground a few times without making a sound, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Apart from the low breathing sounds around, you could almost hear a pin drop.

"Seems? I want a definite answer! I have been waiting for more than a month, and this is all you can give me. What's the point of you?!"

The man kowtowed repeatedly, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Your Majesty.

I am sure that the carriage came from the Third Prince's residence, because one of the horses pulling the carriage was completely black, with only a tuft of white hair between its eyebrows. That horse was clearly the one that His Majesty gave to the Third Prince two years ago!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze shooting at him, as if it could penetrate his body.

"good very good!"

Imperial Concubine Jing had a somewhat ferocious look on her face. She clenched her teeth and spat out these words, then looked at Nanny Rong beside her.

The nanny understood her master's meaning at a glance. She took out an ordinary green purse from her bosom and threw it in front of the man, saying:

"Continue to do your job well. Report to me if anything happens. Then step back."

After everyone left, Nanny Rong signaled the maid to leave. After closing the palace door, she walked over to Imperial Concubine Jing and whispered,

"Your Majesty, we've gone through so much trouble, but in the end we're back to square one... What should we do?" There was an indelible trace of sorrow between her brows, and there seemed to be a hint of pain in her eyes.

Although she was a nanny, she was only less than three years older than Imperial Concubine Jing. But when they were together, they seemed like two generations apart.

Imperial Concubine Jing dug her long red nails into her palms, her eyes becoming even more fierce. Her chest seemed to be burning with raging fire, and she could no longer suppress it, so she raised her hand and slapped Matron Rong.

She was hit so hard that she retreated backwards repeatedly until she hit the corner of the table behind her and stopped. She felt a piercing pain in her back and her body trembled but she dared not make a sound.

I seemed to feel relieved, and then there was another round of fierce smashing sounds, and exquisite and valuable ornaments, tea cups, vases and the like were broken into pieces on the ground.

Finally, he was tired of smashing, and his body softened and he lay back on the embroidered couch covered with animal skins, and said expressionlessly:

"Winter hunting is coming soon, Mammy. We need to make some careful plans..."

Under that cold gaze, Aunt Rong felt a chill run down her cheeks. Her mind went blank, and she just kept nodding her head subconsciously, muttering:

"Your Majesty is right. We need to plan carefully..."

Seeing that she looked distracted, Concubine Jing said impatiently:

"Mammy, are you so scared?

You can send someone out of the palace to the Wang family and tell them that I miss my sister and niece, and ask them to come to the palace tomorrow."

One has to be prepared for everything, and this time she must make sure nothing goes wrong!

The Shangguan family was still completely unaware of the fact that they were being targeted by Imperial Concubine Jing. They could not even dream that a small fourth-rank Imperial College supervisor could have any connection with the high-ranking Imperial Concubine.

The next morning, Shangguan Qingyue, who had had a good sleep, regained her vigorous energy. Several magpies flew to the bare branches outside the window and chirped non-stop.

After quickly changing her clothes and washing up, she walked under the tree with a small basket of golden millet.

Those magpies seemed to be very familiar with the girl under the tree. They flew down from the branches fearlessly and landed on the bamboo basket, then began to enjoy the food without even raising their heads.

More and more birds flew in, and the weight of the basket in my hand became unbearable. I simply put the basket on the ground and let the birds peck at the food.

She squatted aside, watching with great interest.

Xiangxue took a thick cloak from the house and put it on her, and persuaded her:

"Miss, you are still having menstruation, shall we stop doing this morning exercise for a while?"

Shangguan Qingyue chuckled, raised her little face and said:

"Sister Xiangxue, you think too much. I take good care of myself. I need to rest after my period."

"It seems that Madam is worrying for nothing..."

At the gate, Liu Mei, the maidservant beside Baili Nanqing, held the door frame with one hand, lowered her body and panted. After a while, she smiled and walked over to explain:

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Miss. I'm eighteen years old, but this is the first time I've run so fast. I can't get used to it for a while.

Madam woke up from her bed in the morning and hurriedly asked the servant to come and wait for you to return to the courtyard, fearing that she would be late and unable to stop you from doing your morning exercises. We women are particularly weak during menstruation, so we need to be pampered. "

Shangguan Qingyue was moved by what she heard. She helped Xiangxue stand up slowly.

"Thank you for the trip, Sister Liumei. Please go to Sister Xiangxue's room and relax and have a cup of hot tea. I will go with you to mother's place for breakfast later."

Liu Mei felt relieved but still declined.

"Thank you, Second Miss, but I will not rest for long. If Madam knew you were coming over later, she would definitely ask the kitchen to add some more food.

I will go back and tell Madam right away."

Looking at Liu Mei's hurriedly receding back, Xiang Xue couldn't help but sigh:

"Madam really loves Miss!"

She was a year older than Shangguan Qingyue, and her menstruation was the year before last. She still sighed when she recalled the scene at that time. At that time, she thought she had some serious illness, and she was so scared that she cried secretly in the room under the quilt.

When her mother found out, she comforted her that this was something all women would experience, but she also said that it was a shameful and dirty thing and that she must not let her father and brother find out.

During those days, she felt like she was living in misery. She felt as if she had done something wrong and dared not see anyone.

But now, looking at the lady's attitude towards the young lady, I can only envy her.

Shangguan Qingyue hugged her and whispered in her ear:

"But you miss home? Can I have someone send you back to the village to celebrate the New Year with your aunt?"

Although the girl is petite, she is like a small stove, so warm that people don't want to let go.

Xiangxue rubbed her wet eyes vigorously and shook her head.

"No need. Since I have sold myself to you, young lady, I will be with you forever. My mother is living so well in the village, I feel at ease."

This girl was so stubborn that even ten donkeys couldn't pull her back, so Shangguan Qingyue said nothing more. After she packed up, she went to the main courtyard, but she didn't expect that there was a surprise waiting for her.