C29 Send Yourself to the Door

Early in the morning, just as the sky was starting to brighten, Concubine Liu led a maidservant into Su Lingshan's Glazed Pavilion through the corner of the door and headed straight for her bedroom.

Pushing the door open, Su Lingshan was combing her hair. Seeing the beads of sweat on Concubine Liu's forehead and the rapid rise and fall of her chest, she waved her hands at maidservant, gesturing for them to leave.

After all the Lili had left, there was only the mother and daughter left in the room.

"Aunt, did you get it?" Su Lingshan rushed forward and grabbed Concubine Liu's hand, looking at her expectantly.

Concubine Liu took a few deep breaths before reaching into her sleeve. She slowly took out a palm-sized black Brocade Box and handed it to Su Lingshan. "It took me 1000 taels of silver to get this. Lingshan, this time, I must get this silver to be worth it."

"Don't worry, aunty. With this Divine Ink, the reward for this feast will definitely be mine." Su Lingshan took the Brocade Box anxiously and opened it. She looked at the two palm long ink sticks as if they had eaten a tranquilizer.

As long as I have it, no one can cover me up for the Feast of the Spikes.

"As long as you win the prize, even if your grandmother doesn't want First Wife and the direct daughter of Su Family, it's our turn." Concubine Liu's eyebrows shot up when she thought of the bright future ahead of her.

"Auntie, not only should we be First Wife's direct daughter, we must also make sure that Su Zijin will be beyond redemption." Closing the Brocade Box, Su Lingshan's eyes gradually turned cold.

She still clearly remembered Su Zijin's arrogant tone when she was lecturing her the other day.

Wasn't it because she was a virgin? Heh, now that your direct daughter has come to the end, it's my turn.

"Did you do anything?" Realizing the meaning behind Su Lingshan's words, Concubine Liu was a little worried. She had planned for a long time for this plan to come to an end.

"Aunt, don't worry. My hands and feet have always been clean. They definitely won't be discovered. This time, Su Zijin won't be as lucky as last time. Su Lingshan took out a small rouge box from the jewelry box and shook it.

Concubine Liu naturally knew what was inside, and the uneasiness in her heart disappeared.

The person she was most proud of was her daughter. Although she might not be able to stand on her own, she was still much stronger than Concubine Faangsheng's stupid Su Ying. As for Su Zijin, she had never placed her in her eyes. She was someone who would fall sooner or later, and she didn't even bother to look at her.

"..."

Concubine Liu and Su Lingshan thought that they were just playing the game. Su Zijin also sent them some news in the morning.

Xia Hee waited for the woman in the backyard to open the door last night before she sneaked back in. She was panting heavily as she held onto her makeup table. She had to take a sip of tea to catch her breath.

"There's a result?" Su Zijin asked maidservant, who had combed her hair, to step back and look at Xia Hee slowly.

Xia Hee nodded, took out a list from her sleeve, and handed it to Su Zijin. Miss, the powder on the Dance Dress is called Melting Clothing Powder. The doctor wrote all the materials on it, saying that while the cloth can be corroded with the powder and water, it will look the same on the surface, but will become brittle and hard everywhere. It's fine even if you meet water, but if you meet sweat, you will change. The material on your clothes will break, and your skin will be scorched. "

Su Zijin thoughtfully picked up the list of ingredients. Looking at the more than ten types of ingredients on it, she gnashed her teeth in her heart.

Su Lingshan was really ruthless, if she did not realise at the moment, and really wore the Dance Dress, then at that time, it would be hard to say what would happen.

A dignified direct daughter of the Su Mansion, jumping off in front of the empress dowager. Dance of Dress …

Miss, I'm afraid that I won't be able to wear this Dance Dress, it's too late to do anything now, what should I do? Looking at the Dance Dress still hanging by the window, Xia Hee was sweating anxiously.

"This Dance Dress has really become a hot potato now." Su Zijin was also quite anxious. She never thought that Su Lingshan would have such a unique medicine. She had underestimated her.

The programme for the feast had been prepared long ago and sent to the madame. After the madame, Old Madame and Madame Xu discussed and finalized it, the hammer finally fell. It would be difficult to change it now, and without evidence, it would lead to trouble instead.

Even if it proved that the clothes couldn't be worn anymore, wasn't letting Su Lingshan go too easily?

"Eldest Miss, the old lady would like to invite you over to Purple Stone Cottage." Just when Su Zijin didn't know how to reverse the situation, Nanny Lee's voice came from outside the door.

"Nanny Lee, why did Grandmother call me so early?" When Xia Hee opened the door, Su Zijin also put on her coat and walked out.

"Eldest Miss, the madame has only summoned you. I don't know what's the matter, please follow me." Nanny Lee bowed slightly, showing the utmost respect towards Su Zijin. This made Su Zijin's heart tighten.

Nanny Lee was the most pleasing to the eyes of the madame. Even Concubine Faang, who had been favoured by the madame when she was the most, had to put on a face of respect. Now, however, she was treated with such respect.

However, she did not have the right to refuse even if it was the Hong Gate Feast. In this inner chamber, she was just a sapling that had just begun to stand.

After asking Xia Hee to keep what she needed, Su Zijin followed Nanny Lee towards the Purple Stone Cottage.

It was just breakfast time. The madame and Su Ying were seated at a round table in the side hall. Three bowls of millet congee were placed on the table. There were a few dishes on the plates, as well as a crystal dumpling.

The old and young sat in front of a bowl of congee. The other bowl was naturally prepared for Su Zijin.

"Zijin, come here. You haven't used breakfast yet right? It's already been prepared for you." The madame beckoned to Su Zijin with a kind face, but her benevolent smile seemed crafty in Su Zijin's eyes.

Even though she was conflicted, Su Zijin still walked forward with a smile, saluting the madame before sitting on an empty seat beside her.

"Why did Grandmother call me so urgently?" Su Zijin clearly knew that this was a Hongmen Banquet, so she didn't want to get straight to the point. She wanted to guess what it was with her free mind, but she didn't have the time to do so.

"Look at how impatient you are." The old mistress smiled and picked up a crystal bun with chopsticks and placed it on Su Zijin's plate. However, your second sister wants to discuss it with you. "

"Second Sister wants to discuss it with me?" Su Zijin was confused. What do I need to use Su Ying as a shield? Su Yingruo could have asked for her directly if she had something to do, so why would she let the old mistress call for her?

"Zijin, you also know that your second sister's looks are inferior to yours, and her painting skills are inferior to your third sister's, so she still has some dancing skills to show you." I heard that you, Eldest Uncle , sent you a Dance Dress yesterday, so I wanted to borrow it from your second sister so that she could get a good meal.

"Dance Dress?" Su Zijin was stunned. She thought for a moment that she had misheard.

However, when she saw the look of anticipation and uncontrollable excitement in Su Ying's eyes when she mentioned the word Dance Dress, and recalled how she looked when she saw the Dance Dress last night, she more or less understood it.

They were just worried that they wouldn't get the chance to return this trouble to Su Lingshan, so someone had come to deliver it to their doorstep.