northernbook Chapter 307 I can’t
Chapter 307 I can’t
On one side, Xiuzhu Pavilion is in high spirits, and on the other side, Anlan Courtyard is undergoing restoration. The Qiufeng Courtyard sandwiched in the middle is neither good nor bad, like a small cabbage that no one cares about.
Qiman remained composed, writing and drawing as usual, holding the paper and pen given by the princess. She looked completely unconcerned with the outside world's disturbances. Jinna always listened to her mistress and did whatever she asked.
Yinhua came back with a lunch box and slammed it down on the table. "Girl, it's time to eat!"
Qiman's hand trembled, and a piece of paper was wasted. She put down the brush in her hand regretfully. She looked at the maid beside the table, and saw the expression on her face. Qiman sat down at the table without saying a word.
Yinhua couldn't hold it in any longer. Seeing that no one paid any attention to her, she took the initiative to speak, feeling jealous and envious. "Girl, guess what I ran into today?"
Qiman picked up her chopsticks and scooped up a piece of braised pork. Back in Cao State, because of her husband and her father, no one in the manor ever ate pork. Her mother once secretly told her that braised pork was also delicious.
The taste was indeed good, and it was worth the one or two taels of silver she had spent on this dish. Qiman nodded secretly. After taking a thumb-sized piece of pork with fat and lean parts, Qiman reached out her chopsticks again.
Yinhua was so disappointed that she raised her voice three degrees and said, "Miss! Did you hear what I said?"
Qiman chewed and nodded to the maid.
Jinna looked at her nose with her eyes and her heart with her nose, pretending that she did not exist.
Yinhua hated herself for following such an unambitious master. All she did all day was eat and write. She had been in Nanyue for so many days, but she hadn't even seen the Crown Prince.
Now, an ugly girl appeared out of nowhere and got there first!
"Miss, when I went to the main kitchen to get food today, I saw Xiuzhu Pavilion next door carrying a food box that was almost half a person's height back home."
Yinhua gestured angrily a few times, "A lunch box half the height of a person. I heard from the mothers in the kitchen that it's almost as big as Anlan Hospital. Girl, if you——"
Qiman finally spoke, "What do I want?"
Jinna glanced at the girl, then turned to look at Yinhua, "The girl is eating, let's talk later if you have anything to say."
Yinhua's reaction to this was a big eye roll. She was being stepped on and still thinking about eating! "Jinna, I can see that you just don't care about our girl's best interests."
Jin Na was unmoved. "Yinhua, when I was in the mansion before, Madam taught me not to talk while eating or sleeping."
Yinhua glared, "Jinna, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you brought up your wife."
Qiman put the chopsticks on the table and said, "Yinhua, I don't like hearing you say this while eating."
Yinhua was stunned, her expression changing constantly, and finally she lowered her head and stopped talking.
After finishing the last piece of meat, Qiman touched her belly which was about eight-tenths full, picked up the teacup to rinse her mouth, and then stood up and sat on the low couch in the inner room.
Jinna followed closely behind, leaving Yinhua alone with a table full of leftovers.
Qiman was reading a book. Seeing Yinhua, she yawned softly and said, "Yinhua, if you have anything to say, you can tell me now."
Yinhua forced a smile and said, "Miss, we can't go on like this in Qiufengyuan."
Qiman pretended not to understand what she meant and said, "I think our Qiufengyuan is doing well now, much better than before."
What is this past? Yinhua's eyes flickered. "Girl, it was Madam who sent you to South Vietnam that gave you the good life you have now. You've rested for so long, it's time to do some serious work."
Qiman's fingers gripping the book gradually tightened. "Yinhua, I listen to my mistress very much."
Seeing that the girl was still pretending to be deaf and dumb, Yinhua's patience gradually ran out. "Miss, what I mean is that you should ask His Royal Highness for favor and give birth to a child as soon as possible."
The room was extremely quiet. A ray of sunlight shone through the window lattice onto the book in my hand. The clearly marked characters blurred together in front of my eyes. My thoughts were pulled and deformed, and unknown emotions spread in my eyes.
A small figure was blocked in its path. The leading girl stood with her hands on her waist, and every time she spoke, the sisters behind her echoed her.
"You are just as cheap as your mother!"
"You bitch!"
After cursing, he was still not satisfied, so he pushed the man to the ground and walked away.
The screen changes again.
With a swish, a soft, lustrous, aquamarine satin dress was torn in two and dropped to the ground. Soon, several dusty, dirty footprints appeared on the ground. "Even a Han woman like your mother deserves to wear such fine clothes. Oh, and you, Qiman Dawuti."
Qiman, dressed in a plain blue dress, knelt behind her emaciated mother with her head bowed, letting the intruders yell and scold her. Qiman still remembered the dress—a long, wide-sleeved gown with a stand-up collar and a front opening, the same color as peach blossoms, embroidered with several winding purple floral patterns on the lapels and cuffs.
It was a birthday gift from her mother. Her mother, who was so sick that she looked unrecognizable, secretly made it for more than half a month. She said that when she saw this dress, she was reminded of the lush green mountains and forests in her hometown.
My grandmother took my mother to the mountains to pick fruits and dig bamboo shoots. My mother picked a large bunch of February orchids.
"Qiman, you are my mother's most beautiful little flower."
Red bloodstains appeared on the clothes. Although the woman was so thin that she looked unrecognizable, one could still vaguely see a beautiful woman lying on the clothes, her face as pale as paper, sleeping with her eyes closed.
The sun was scorching, and a small figure knelt on the hot bluestone floor, bowing his head every time he spoke. "I beg Madam to have mercy on me and give my daughter a coffin to bury Concubine Fan."
"I beg Madam to show mercy and give my daughter a coffin to bury Concubine Fan."
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Qiman suddenly stood up and took out a neatly folded pink dress from the box, stroking the pattern on it carefully.
Muttering to himself, "My mother's embroidery is still the most beautiful."
Yinhua's eyes fell on the dress in the girl's hand, and she was a little excited. "Girl, this dress is so beautiful. Are you planning to wear this dress to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"
Jinna lowered her eyes and stared at her feet.
Qiman held the clothes and said, "Yinhua, is that what you think?"
Yinhua has already started to make plans. "I will go and find out what His Royal Highness is up to. Then you can wear this dress and appear before His Royal Highness. I'm sure that with your beauty, this will definitely work."
Qiman folded the clothes carefully and put them aside. "Yinhua, I don't think this is appropriate."
Yinhua froze, not understanding what was going on. "Miss, what's wrong?"
Qiman smiled and scanned her face with her eyes. "Yinhua, you are also very beautiful."
This sentence made Yinhua confused and her cheeks flushed. "Miss, you are too kind. I am a humble servant. How could I have such honor?"
Qi Man spoke slowly and methodically, explaining her views in detail. "Everyone says Concubine Cen isn't pretty, but she still managed to gain the favor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Now she's pregnant and living a good life. On the other hand, I've been in South Vietnam for several months, and I haven't even met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It's obvious that His Royal Highness doesn't like women from other races."