Queen Flower

Chu Qingcheng threw down Shen Lian and left, and Shen Lian was still immersed in the sound of the pipa and did not recover. She didn't know whether she was stunned by the music, or was fascinated by the beauty. By the time she woke up, the man in red had long since disappeared.

Shen Lian stomped her feet and looked angry at Jiang Lan, "Why is it always you?"

Jiang Lan hurriedly lowered her head, "I think this method is still very effective. Young Master Chu's attitude towards young lady is now different from before."

Shen Lian thought for a while and nodded, "I think so too. Today, he deliberately wanted to teach me how to play the piano here. It's never been like this before." A shy smile appeared on Shen Lian's face.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, Jiang Lan quickly retire.

When Jiang Lan successfully hid back into the house, she saw Jinzhi still embroidering there. Since she entered the house, she has been embroidering most of the time.

Jiang Lan watched for a while, and then chatted with her, "Tell me, why do so many people fall in love with Chu Qingcheng? Although he is rich, handsome and unmarried, he can't even count the beautiful concubines in his family. I'm rushing in..."

Before Jin Zhi could speak, Caihuan walked in. She heard it too, and immediately scolded Jiang Lan: "What nonsense are you talking about, how dare you slander Young Master Chu."

Jiang Lan sighed, and when he spoke badly behind his back, he was caught on the spot by the pink soldiers, "I heard about it."

Caihuan's eyes widened, "Young Master Chu is the most pure and self-loving man in our dynasty. He doesn't have any concubines at all. Whoever is talking nonsense, let me tear her mouth apart."

Jiang Lan shook his head desperately, "I heard it outside before."

Caihuan pouted: "Who said sour grapes? Young master wants to be beautiful, but he still uses robbing. Who isn't crying and shouting to see him? Young master is too late to hide."

"Then why are there so many beauties in his family, and there are people who want to give him beauties?" Jiang Lan asked confidently, this is what she heard and encountered with her own ears.

Caihuan sat down and said, "My son likes to paint pictures of beauties the most. He said that he will complete the hundred beauties of the celestial dynasty in his life, so he often visits beauties, and sometimes invites them to the Chu residence to paint, and there are many beauties who come to the residence to ask for it themselves. There are many beauties in the Chu mansion. When these beauties leave, the son will give a very generous dowry, but there are still many people who are unwilling to leave."

There was irony on Caihuan's face, "Is the young master delusional about any woman? He said that if he doesn't find a woman who is worthy of him, he will never get married."

In this way, Chu Qingcheng is still a very individual person, very close to the thinking of those noble bachelors in modern times. He needs to find a better half with higher conditions and can satisfy all his fantasies.

Caihuan still didn't know what to do, "But many people often recruit beautiful women in the name of Young Master Chu. That's out of the question. Many people delusionally want to find a beautiful woman to be the mother-in-law of the Chu family, and use her to get ahead."

Jiang Lan understood from Caihuan's sarcastic expression that there were probably some people who wanted to control Chu Qingcheng through women, and then the Chu family. After all, the wealth of the No. 1 merchant in the Celestial Dynasty was very attractive.

In this way, when the Chu family in Yuncheng near the Royal Mountains was staying as a guest, Chu Qingcheng just let her into the store on a whim, and did not participate in what the three villains did later. Jiang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, one more enemy is always bad, and she is happy to see it happen if she can not be an enemy of him.

After Caihuan finished speaking, she said a little dully: "Young master is going back to Xicheng soon. I don't know when I will see him again next time. I will be satisfied as long as I can take a look from a distance."

Jiang Lan looked at Caihuan, her face was full of ruthlessness and melancholy, she was a child of the Chu family, she liked it in her heart but knew that she would never be hopeful, so she became a dowry girl, but she had no thoughts about Shen Hou. .

Just as she was talking, Caixia knocked on the door: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Chu suddenly left the house, and the wife asked you to go."

Jiang Lan was stunned and left? That's fine, but what's the matter with Chu Huaiyu asking them to go?

With a sad face, Caihuan put away her expression again, and went to meet the mistress with Jiang Lan.

Chu Huaiyu was sitting on the chair in the flower hall, looking at the window in a trance. Song Mammy was rubbing her shoulders while Caixia brought them in and stood aside.

Chu Huaiyu looked at Jiang Lan and Caihuan not talking, which made people tremble. Jiang Lan didn't know what happened again. Could it be that someone made a small report that she offended Chu Qingcheng and ran him away.

After a long time, she said lukewarmly to Jiang Lan, "My brother praised you when he left, saying that you are a thoughtful girl. It seems that you are serving him very well."

Jiang Lan didn't know what she meant. Was it praise or accusation? Listening to the tone seems to be more accusatory. She could only bow her head, and said in a submissive manner, "This servant probably made Young Master Chu unhappy, so please convict your wife."

Chu Huaiyu smiled indifferently: "Why do you say that you are guilty, it seems that you really know how to serve men." She raised her finger to look at it, and shook her head gently, "I will let you do some cleaning. , seems to have buried you, from today onwards, you and Caixia will be by my side."

Jiang Lan raised his head all of a sudden, and saw the beautiful woman on the seat smiling, but there was no warmth in her eyes. She quickly lowered her eyes and bowed her head. Jiang Lan stood behind Caixia, wondering where this was sung again.

"As for Caihuan, don't be fooling around, do your own thing." Chu Huaiyu stared at Caihuan with a solemn expression. Caihuan's face was slightly pale, and she didn't dare to refute until she waved her away.

Jiang Lan followed Caixia, but she didn't know what to do. In the past, she tried her best to stay away from the main house and did not appear in front of Shen Qun and Chu Huaiyu, but now she has to stay in the main house all the time, and she felt uneasy. Caixia patted her on the shoulder comfortingly, "In the future, you and Caiping will be in charge of the tea. She will watch the stove and you will deliver the tea. You should pay attention to the classification of the tea and the temperature of the tea. The wife likes sweet tea, and Lord Hou likes black tea..."

Caixia said a lot of points to pay attention to, Jiang Lan was confused, this was asking her to serve tea to Shen Qun, what did Chu Huaiyu want to do? Didn't she wish they all disappeared?

That night, there was no male master in the main courtyard, and Shen Qun's servants reported that the Marquis was staying at Liu's tonight.

The maids were all waiting in the courtyard, with Jiang Lan and Caixia beside Chu Huaiyu. This is the first time that Jiang Lan has stood in Chu Huaiyu's bedroom. He used to peep from above. This bedroom is the same as in the living room. The one-color lobular red sandalwood furniture is intricately carved and very luxurious. Together with the rich and colorful curtains, it constitutes a luxurious and grand space. These furniture are probably Chu Huaiyu's dowry. Although it is very expensive, she feels that such a deep dark purple color is too oppressive and makes people feel depressed and depressed.

As if she knew it for a long time, Chu Huaiyu calmly asked the maid to remove the tea and cakes she had prepared. She sat alone in front of the dressing table and refused Caixia's service. She took off her hairpin and put it on the table. The braids are slowly unraveled.

Jiang Lan stood on the side, watching her beautiful and long fingers pass silently through her black hair, daring not to make a single sound.

Such a woman with a belly full of scheming, but now also has a slightly hidden worry, her domineering face in the daytime is pale and tired, like a flower that has lost its dew.

It's just that Shen Qun stayed out for one night. This strong woman seemed to have lost her strength. There was a sullenness all over her body, and even the red dress lost her lustre.

Jiang Lan suddenly felt sympathy for her. For Chu Huaiyu, Shen Qun was not only her husband, but also her lover.