The Demon Girl of the Red Chamber

"This old slave understands. Second Grandma's love is written down by this old slave." Mama Li was also quite herself. As soon as Wang Xifeng finished speaking, she immediately understood what the other party's concerns were.

As soon as Wang Xifeng walked into the Rongxi Hall, what caught his eye was a glazed screen with agarwood as the frame; a picture of a lady was painted on the screen in a Western style, and a burst of laughter came from behind the screen; obviously someone had already surpassed Wang Xifeng Come earlier.

Listening to the cheerful laughter coming from behind the screen, Wang Xifeng frowned when she thought of what Li's mother said to herself before; even though she repeatedly told herself that there was nothing to be angry about, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. At ease, she took a deep breath; after trying to calm her mood, she walked around the screen with a slight smile on her face.

After bypassing the screen, there is a small living room; the floor is covered with a red carpet, and the stalls are covered with blooming flowers of different colors; although the pattern is a little too bright at first glance, it should be a He has the rough appearance of a nouveau riche; but amidst the smog, he has a bit of atmosphere.

In the corner of the living room, there is a gilded copper animal pot, with white mist coming out from the mouth of the animal; If the burning inside is really ambergris, then this Rongguo Mansion is really too rich.

Turn to the left and enter the inner room, outside is the cubicle where the maids lived last night; inside is the bedroom of Mrs. Jia, with a very large babu bed in the middle; all are Made of high-quality huanghuali, all the decorations in the house are treasures; Wang Xifeng is already dazzled by the sight before he gets any closer.

Although Hou Hou in the previous life was the head of the Yingui Sect, the Yingui Sect is indeed a very, very rich sect; but Wan Hou has never been so extravagant, she is really a prodigal old lady!

Wang Xifeng stood in the room and looked around for a while, only seeing Yingying, Yanyan and their heads full of pearls and emeralds; the house was surrounded by emeralds and emeralds, except for a few people who were a little older; the rest of the room It was all young girls.

On the couch in the middle, the old Feng Jun and the old lady in Jia's mansion are half leaning on the couch; from the facial features, it can be seen that the old lady looked good when she was young, with unrestrained eyes on her face. Smile; probably because of the good maintenance at ordinary times, there are not too many wrinkles on the other party's face; although the old lady is not young, her hair is only slightly gray; she looks very energetic.

Mrs. Jia was wearing a dark purple beanie with chrysanthemums embroidered with gold thread, and a jade-encrusted brow with blue brocade embroidered with the word "shou" on her forehead; Huasheng, a few hairpins inlaid with gold and jade; jade hairpins inlaid with bluestone with the word "shou" inlaid with gold, with drop-shaped earrings also made of jasper on their ears, and a pair of top-quality mutton jade bracelets on their wrists; there is a warm streamer from time to time flashed.

Beside the old lady stood a few maidservants, all of them were wearing gold and silver; looking at the clothes of a few people, they must be the ones who are usually compared in front of the old lady.

Although the old lady Jia was smiling and seemingly harmless; Wang Xifeng would not naively think that this old lady would be someone easy to get along with; , the old lady can become the highest decision-maker in the entire back house; her means can be imagined.

On the chairs next to Mrs. Jia's couch, sat two women in their forties; the older one, Wang Xifeng recognized at a glance; it was his cheap mother-in-law, Mrs. Xing; On the contrary, she has delicate features; her expression is slightly petty, and her hair is surrounded by pearls and emerald greens; between her hair, there is a luxurious golden phoenix hairpin in a silk eight-treasure plate, with a ruby ​​the size of a longan inlaid on it.

There are a pair of blue agate earrings on her ears, and a pair of gold and jade bracelets inlaid with flowers and wealth on her hands; there is also a ring made of jadeite on her index finger, and she is wearing a deep purple Kesi coat; Weaving is a pattern of large peonies, and each peony is lifelike.

If this attire were worn by another person, it would definitely look graceful and luxurious; but at the moment when she was wearing it on Mrs. Xing, there was only one feeling; this attire was really ruined by Mrs. Xing.

Sitting opposite Mrs. Xing, a woman who didn't wear any jewelry except for a string of Buddhist beads was the wife of the second master of the Rongguo Mansion; the second wife who was called Mrs. Wang in the mansion!

Compared with Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang's dress from head to toe can really be described as simple; when Wang Xifeng saw Mrs. Wang, the first thought that popped up in her heart was; She can really pretend, she really deserves to be the second wife who has the reputation of a Buddha's mouth and a snake's heart!

Wang Xifeng didn't have time to look at the young girls in the mansion, so she took two light steps and stepped forward to bow to the old lady Jia.

"Greetings, old lady, eldest lady, madam!" Wang Xifeng walked up to old lady Jia, and saluted old lady Jia very respectfully.

Cough cough cough...Of course!

The temper and temperament of the previous life, except for her master Zhu Yuyan, the queen of the yin; she has never knelt down to anyone in her life, and the previous life would not; naturally, Wang Xifeng in this life cannot seriously give this honor The old ladies and ladies of the national government knelt down and performed such a big salute.

So although Wang Xifeng said to greet the old lady, the eldest wife, and the wife, she only bent slightly; bowed her body and bowed.

What's more, Wang Xifeng also knew deeply in her heart; whether it was the old lady Jia from the Rongguo Mansion, or her cheap aunt with a reputation outside; In order to maintain their own face.

Neither Mrs. Jia nor Mrs. Wang, my cheap aunt, would seriously let a person like me, who just came out of confinement, kneel down in front of everyone.

"My son, you are still weak; if you are a family, you will be spared these vain rituals."

Sure enough, it was similar to what Wang Xifeng thought in his heart. Wang Xifeng just bent over slightly; the old lady Jia who was sitting on the couch screamed quickly, and at the same time severely scolded the maid beside her. Fan.

"All of you slaves don't wink at each other; if you don't hurry to help your second mistress sit aside, you can't do such a small thing well; what's the use of having you slaves in the house."

"Ping'er, why don't you hurry up and help your second grandma up." Old lady Jia, who was having a fit, softened her voice and said to Ping'er who was following behind Wang Xifeng.

Old lady Jia's reaction was beyond Wang Xifeng's expectation, although she knew from the original owner's memory; the original owner always liked to flatter old lady Jia, there was no way anyone could make this Rongguo mansion the old lady the biggest. Woolen cloth?

After all, who wants to be bald if they have hair?

Regarding the act of hugging the thigh of the original owner before, since Wang Xifeng accepted all the memories of the original owner; she expressed her understanding of what the original owner did before.