The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

"If you are still so reckless when you arrive at the Marquis of Weining's mansion, you don't have to follow me, ahem."

"Miss!"

Qingyin spoke in a hurry, which also caused her to cough hastily. Her face was pale and her lips were bright red. The drastic contrast was so drastic that it had a different meaning than before.

Xiangling didn't notice any difference inside, she just felt that the young lady was more sympathetic than before.

"Miss, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I will never do this again." Xiangling said guiltily, looking at Qingyin cautiously.

Qingyin didn't say anything.

This girl was used to life in the manor, and there was no leader to discipline her. She had followed her since she was young and had no idea what the rules were. She had to suppress her fearless nature, otherwise the little girl would get into trouble because of her again.

Qing Yin deliberately stayed silent for a while, and when she saw that the little maid had finally recovered from her fear, she gently comforted her, "Xiang Ling, I know you are good to me."

"But I don't want you to risk your life for me. You are a human being. What if the guards didn't stop their horses?" Qingyin stared at Xiangling intently.

Xiangling was stunned, "I..."

Qingyin sighed and rubbed the little girl who was a few years older than her: "I know that my father and mother are not that good to me. Xiangling, you are the one who is really good to me. Xiangling, I don't want to lose you."

Qingyin lowered her head, her beautiful eyes revealing a sad look. On her overly fair face, she looked as fragile as a summer snowflake, shining yet easily broken.

"Miss! I'm sorry, I won't dare to do this again." Xiangling looked at the sad young lady, and all the grievances she had just felt disappeared, leaving only blame and regret for herself.

The master and servant hugged each other and reconciled.

Only the redness at the corners of his eyes proved what had happened before.

Xiangling walked out of the carriage, saw that the young lady was feeling better, and asked the guards to continue their journey.

After Xiangling's instructions, Qingyin also felt a little tired. Although she had just taken the medicine, the effect was not immediate and her body was still fragile. Fortunately, her body-building pills worked and she was not so easily sick or in pain. Qingyin finally felt sleepy and wanted to rest.

The slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and closed on the small eyelids, casting a small shadow. This face, which was originally aggressive, became completely different in temperament because of the girl's illness. It did not seem aggressive, but fragile and melancholy, with a hint of Qingyin's unique bewitching feeling.

Xiangling looked at the young lady with pity, and carefully wiped her newly red face with the handkerchief she was handed to, before she stopped.

Maybe it was because of Xiangling's reminder, but Qingyin could hardly feel the bumps of the carriage.

So she slept very comfortably.

It was not until the carriage entered the capital that she was awakened by the hustle and bustle of the streets and alleys.

The people in the Weining Marquis' Mansion were almost going crazy waiting, and were afraid that something unexpected had happened on the way, so they had to send servants to find out the situation in advance.

The two groups met at the gate of the capital.

Qingyin rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Xiangling, have you arrived in the capital?"

"Yes, Miss." Xiangling suppressed her curiosity about the capital and replied gently to her mistress.

Xiangling talked to the young lady, carefully describing the arrival of people from the Weining Marquis's Mansion.

Qingyin knew that it was because she was feeling uncomfortable this time that Xiangling forced the carriage to stop and rest, which wasted time, causing the people in Weining Marquis' Mansion to wait anxiously for a reaction.

She nodded without much surprise. In her previous life, she endured the pain and went to the Weining Marquis Mansion to meet her parents and relatives, but those people didn't care about her as a patient. Why should she force herself to endure the pain like the original owner did?

accustomed.

"Let them drive the carriage slowly. My heart aches and I cannot bear it too fast."

"Yes, Miss, I just told them." Xiangling smiled proudly.

It's all these people's fault. They made the young lady so uncomfortable. Since they came to pick her up, they should go along with them.

The people waiting outside the carriage didn't know that the maid inside was complaining about them, and they were also upset.

The lady and master of the mansion told them to order the eldest lady's carriage to go faster, but the maidservant beside the eldest lady was so fierce that she would not allow the carriage to go faster at all.

As Aunt Chen, who was always the one to please the Marquis in the mansion, she was so angry that she couldn't speak.

The little maidservant beside Aunt Chen looked at her expression and said cautiously, "Aunt Chen, are you going to follow the maidservant of the eldest lady?"

"What are you talking about? Humph, she's just a maid of an unpopular young lady. I don't believe I can't deal with this little maid."

Aunt Chen's eyes flashed with viciousness, "Come here and tell the master this."

A hesitation flashed across the face of the little maid in green, "Aunt, this is not good."

"What's wrong with that? Didn't you say last time that you wanted to stuff your nephew into the kitchen?"

The young maid's eyes lit up, and she understood what he meant and said, "Aunt, I know what to say."

Seeing the maid hurriedly running away, Aunt Chen spat at the closed carriage and said angrily in her heart: "Bitch, she has the ability to deal with the maid of an unpopular young lady."

……

The little maid hurried back to the Weining Marquis' Mansion.

Marquis Weining looked at the red-faced maid running away and the empty background behind her, and asked, "What's going on? Are you alone?"

The little maidservant didn't dare to look at the Marquis's expression, and said cautiously: "The maidservant beside the eldest lady said that the eldest lady is in poor health and can't stand the slightest bit of fatigue. She doesn't allow the carriage to go faster, and she insists on taking a rest in the middle of the journey before she can leave. I told my aunt to go back to the mansion to rest early, but the maidservant said no..."

What the maid said was true, but she exaggerated it a little.

Father Bai frowned subconsciously and did not notice that something was wrong with the little maid.

He had been pampered for most of his life, and the thought of being left out in the sun for an entire afternoon was too good to be expected. He began to feel annoyed.

In addition, the youngest daughter complained: "Sister is so ignorant. She didn't even walk by herself. What's so tiring about sitting in the carriage? She also made us wait for so long."

Bai's mother patted her hand gently in a scolding tone: "You are so quick to speak."

Although she was complaining, in her heart, Bai's mother agreed with her younger daughter.

There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

It’s no wonder that she doesn’t like this noisy eldest daughter. She doesn’t like her even after she went to the manor. Her temper is really…

Father Bai did not nod, but suppressed his inner annoyance and said, "She is not in good health, so wait for now."

Xiangling didn't know if it was her illusion, but the young lady had a good sleep, and when she arrived in the capital, her beautiful face seemed radiant and more attractive. It was still the same pale and weak face, but it was like a jewel that had the dust wiped off, becoming more shining and exquisite.

She unconsciously looked at the young lady in a daze.

An ordinary carriage drove into the Weining Marquis Mansion without attracting anyone's attention.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the carriage finally arrive.

If they wait any longer, it will get dark. Now that the young lady is here, they can go back and rest.

Everyone in the Weining Marquis' Mansion secretly looked at the carriage with the Weining Marquis' logo, wondering what the eldest lady, who was said to be a twin of the second lady, looked like.

Could it be that she really looks exactly like the second young lady?

Mr. and Mrs. Bai came over nervously.

A pretty, tall girl walked out of the carriage, but she didn't look at all like Bai Zhenzhu. She looked at Bai's father and mother warily, her rosy, fair face not showing any sign of sickness.

"Bai Mengyin" didn't look sick at all. She was clearly healthy. She was standing at the door of the carriage and refused to get out. Father Bai mistakenly thought that this was his eldest daughter. He frowned subconsciously and said, "Since you are back, come down quickly."

"Don't be so rude."

Bai's mother looked at the angry Bai father without trying to persuade him. She just stood aside indifferently.

Bai Zhenzhu looked at her strange sister, that pretty face but not as pretty as hers, and felt relieved and stopped looking at that sister.

However, Bai Wangsheng felt that his father's words were a bit too much. His elder sister had never been back to the capital, so how could she know those rules? He wanted to persuade her, but he shrank back when he saw his father's serious look.

Aunt Chen looked at the Marquis who was speaking and opened her mouth in surprise: "But Master, that's not..."

Before Aunt Chen could explain, she was interrupted by another extremely pleasant voice.

An extremely pale hand stretched out and placed on Xiangling's already fair hand, as thin as a piece of crystal.

"Ahem, if a father doesn't like his daughter, why would he come to pick her up?"

"My daughter doesn't want to make my father angry for no reason." Another woman in a white dress came out.

Needless to say, the face that resembled the Second Young Lady proved her identity.