Quick Transmigration: The Green Tea Mistress's Guide to Seduction - A Master's Handbook

Xie Qingyu looked at the woman standing at the door; she had never seen her in the mansion before.

Her face looked somewhat sickly, and although it was autumn, she was already wearing thick winter clothes, but the colors were very plain, making her look like a flower that had lost its nutrients.

"Sister Zhao, why did you come here? Come in quickly, don't stand at the door in the wind." Aunt Xin quickly got up and helped Aunt Zhao into the house.

After settling Aunt Zhao into a chair, Aunt Xin realized she hadn't introduced her to Xie Qingyu yet. "Young Madam, this is Aunt Zhao, whom I just mentioned. You probably haven't met her before."

"Sister Zhao, this is the young mistress," Aunt Xin introduced.

Since losing her three children, Aunt Zhao has not only become unwell, but her personality has also become eccentric, and she avoids contact with others.

Even though they've lived in the same courtyard for so long, they haven't seen each other that often.

However, their relationship was still okay. It's just that Aunt Zhao didn't like people entering her room, and she herself was not in good health and didn't go out often. Since the beginning of autumn, she hadn't spoken to Aunt Zhao.

Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao came to visit her on her own initiative today.

"Greetings, young mistress." Aunt Zhao did not rise to greet her, but simply bowed her head slightly as a gesture of respect.

Xie Qingyu looked at her sickly appearance; it was frightening that she could only take a few steps, let alone get up to bow. This was just right.

"I haven't met Aunt Zhao yet. I heard she's not in good health. I'll have my maid send her some medicine to replenish her blood and qi."

Aunt Zhao's face was expressionless, and her tone was somewhat cold. "No need."

Although Aunt Zhao's attitude was cold, her gaze remained fixed on Xie Qingyu, as if she were looking at something.

Xie Qingyu was puzzled by her gaze, and even Aunt Xin was at a loss as to why she kept staring at Xie Qingyu and wanted to speak up to remind her.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhao finally spoke up, "Young Madam is very beautiful, and she looks dignified and elegant. May I ask which family she comes from?"

“It’s from the Minister’s residence.” Xie Qingyu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"How could the Lady of the Marquis agree to marry the legitimate daughter of the Minister's family?" Aunt Zhao asked with some doubt.

Xie Qingyu didn't understand her meaning for a moment, but she could roughly guess what it meant.

"Her birth mother died early, and the person currently in charge of the household is..."

"So that's how it is." Aunt Zhao realized. "Shen-ge'er is lucky to have married such a wife."

"Sister Zhao, you've made a mistake!" Aunt Xin realized immediately upon hearing this. "This is the eldest young mistress. Shen-ge'er isn't married yet."

Xie Qingyu looked at the embroidery in her hands, pretending not to have heard what the two were saying.

They pretended not to notice how the two addressed Qin Shenzhi.

“That’s not right…” Aunt Zhao shook her head in a low voice, then looked at Xie Qingyu, “I’m getting senile, my health isn’t good, and my mind isn’t clear anymore. Please don’t blame me, young mistress.”

Aunt Zhao stood up, her body trembling slightly.

Aunt Xin was left looking at Xie Qingyu with some embarrassment and a troubled expression.

"Look at my skills, they're really not presentable..." Xie Qingyu said, holding up something in her hand that was hard to tell what it was. "I wonder if Aunt Xin has time to embroider something for me. Just tell me what you need. I'm afraid even if I learn this skill in a short time, I won't be able to finish anything presentable."

“Yes, yes,” Aunt Xin quickly replied. “Young Madam, just tell me what kind of embroidery you want, and I will embroider it for you.”

Aunt Xin couldn't wait to get Xie Qingyu away so that this awkward situation could end.

I don't know how Sister Zhao mistook someone else for her.

"Then thank you very much, Auntie. You just need to embroider a longevity character, it's a small item, no trouble at all," Xie Qingyu said.

"Don't worry, young mistress, I'll get it done in the next few days."

Seeing the look on Aunt Xin's face that urged her to take her leave, Xie Qingyu finally stood up and said, "Then I'll leave now, Aunt."

"Please take care, young mistress," said Aunt Xin, already walking to the door to see her off.

She breathed a sigh of relief after Xie Qingyu left, and then went straight to Aunt Zhao's room.

Aunt Zhao takes medicine all year round, the windows are closed, and there are curtains hanging on the door that don't let in any air, so the smell in the room is really not very pleasant.

At this moment, Aunt Xin didn't stand on ceremony and went straight into Aunt Zhao's room.

"Sister Zhao... How could Sister Zhao think that was Shen Ge'er's wife?" Aunt Xin was both amused and exasperated. It was because she hadn't spoken to Aunt Zhao recently that Aunt Zhao only knew that there was a happy event in the mansion, but didn't even know who had gotten married.

"Why would Qin Lingrong's wife come to our concubines' courtyard?" Aunt Zhao also wondered.

"I was just curious about the old stories of the manor. The young mistress is a good person, but she doesn't have much status in front of the Marquis's wife. It's not easy for her in the Marquis's manor, so I couldn't help but say a few more words to her."

"I think you haven't spoken to anyone in a long time, that's why you want to say a few words to everyone. What kind of good person could Qin Lingrong's wife be?" Aunt Zhao said disdainfully.

“That’s not what you just said,” Aunt Xin said with a mocking expression.

“I mistook you for someone else,” Aunt Zhao said.

"It's not your fault for mistaking me for someone else," Aunt Xin said.

The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning.

Aunt Zhao's illness prevented her from sleeping well day and night. Qin Shenzhi had sent her some incense to help her sleep at night. Thanks to this incense, Aunt Zhao was able to sleep for a few hours without pain at night, and she used it almost every day.

However, the smell of medicine was stronger on her, and the scent of incense was not noticeable.

Aunt Xin also has some; she uses a little when she's feeling upset, and it helps her relax and sleep better at night.

When Xie Qingyu came today, Aunt Xin seemed to smell the scent of incense on Xie Qingyu.

At first, she thought it was something she had lit the night before and the smell hadn't completely dissipated.

She could still smell the scent when she saw Xie Qingyu off at the end of the courtyard, and only then did she realize that the incense was coming from Xie Qingyu.

This incense was made using a recipe left by Aunt Liu; it can't be bought anywhere else.

So when Aunt Xin came over, she roughly understood why Aunt Zhao had misunderstood Xie Qingyu's identity.

Aunt Zhao used it a lot and smelled it a lot, and with Xie Qingyu coming here, it was natural for her to misunderstand.

The two looked at each other and understood the source of Xie Qingyu's incense... and also understood that Xie Qingyu and Qin Shenzhi might have had other contact.

“That’s Qin Lingrong’s wife,” Aunt Zhao suddenly said.

Aunt Xin's heart skipped a beat, but she still smiled and said, "He shouldn't be that kind of person."

Aunt Zhao did not speak.

Aunt Xin's heart pounded even harder. "He couldn't possibly have really fallen for him, could he?"