C42

After the young master left, the man in black who had come in also followed him. In the spacious room, only Chuixue remained, sitting alone on the luxurious Imperial Consort's chair.

She held the brocade handkerchief tightly in her hand. She lowered her head and pursed her lips, looking a bit uneasy. She didn't seem to be very generous, but Chuixue's graceful and young figure had actually made her look a lot better.

After a few breaths of time, when she was sure that the young man would not return, Chuixue finally dared to raise her head and look at the door made of thick mahogany. She let out a soft sigh and put down the brocade handkerchief that the young man had given her with a smile.

It was a piece of extremely light and soft plain white handkerchief. No one knew which embroidery lady had such a good foundation. She had embroidered a plate of branches of a crouching dragon on the handkerchief.

Chuixue recalled that the teenager was squatting in front of her. With a smile and a hint of affection, she asked the teenager if he could persuade her:

"Is Miss afraid of me?"

"Miss, your makeup is already in tears. Are you planning to meet people tomorrow?"

"It's late at night. Miss should rest well."

"..."

Chuixue only felt as if her heart was about to burst out of her chest. Such a violent heartbeat caused her to be unable to breathe. Her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked extremely charming and charming.

She carefully folded the brocade handkerchief into a square and put it away in her bosom. At that moment, it was as if her life had suddenly become one inch brighter, one inch warmer.

There had never been anyone who would kneel down for her and treat her fairly. To treat her with such gentleness and kindness, how could a lowly and insignificant girl like her be worthy of such treatment?

That youth was just so good. Tonight, it was like an excellent dream.

"Miss, the Young Master asked us to help you enter your bed."

The sharp and clear sound of the door being knocked suddenly came from the entrance, startling Chuixue's daughter awake. After calming her mind, she finally opened her mouth and said:

"Come in."

The door was slowly pushed open, and two maids dressed in rich yellow embroidered dresses entered. They looked very similar to each other. They weren't very old, but both of them had simple, two-headed hair. They were handsome and elegant, except that one of them had a round face, while the other was slender like a willow.

"Lady, I am Caiwei. She is my biological sister, Bai Lu. Young master specifically instructed us to serve Lady Bai Lu well tonight."

After the two of them bowed to Chuixue's body respectfully, the maid with slightly baby fat on her face spoke to Chuixue with a smile.

Chuixue sat upright, restrained herself, and gracefully nodded her head. Even though she had grown up in Flower Tavern, she was still taught by Nanny Lee to be a young miss of a wealthy family.

"Miss, I was saying that Young Master would let Big Sister cook the eggs, I have heard that Flower Tavern is very particular about the food of the ladies, not eating at night is the basic rule, but I didn't expect that, as it turns out, it's not for eating, but to cover the eyes of the ladies."

Caiwei looked at Chuixue's slightly reddened eyes, which were still wet from tears. She took out a clean handkerchief from her sleeve and gently wiped them while teasing Chuixue.

Bai Lu quietly placed her basket on the Persian carpet at the end of the Imperial Consort's chair. She took out a white jade ceramic stew jar, used a silver spoon to take out the boiled and fragrant eggs, carefully wrapped them in a handkerchief and held them tightly. Then, she brought them to the window.

On the other side, Chuixue was still young. She couldn't even lift her head up because of Caiwei's teasing. She turned her face to the side slightly. Her thick, curling eyelashes couldn't hide the love that flowed in her eyes.

"Miss, are you being shy?!"

Caiwei was also someone who could not suppress her heart. Seeing Chuixue's seemingly unreasonable attitude, she actually became more and more "greedy." She slightly leaned her face toward Caiwei and softly said,

"The young man told elder sister to go to the gap between the eggs and said something to me. The young master said that he was distracted for a moment and offended the young lady. Please forgive him. Don't take it to heart, it hurt his body."

Caiwei's smile was pure and innocent. She looked at Chuixue's increasingly bashful expression with complacency and was very satisfied with her wit.

She wasn't very good at anything else, but Hong Niang did pretty well. The Young Master did say that he had offended Lady Chuixue and told them to take care of her. She added the last sentence out of the blue.

"Caiwei, don't talk nonsense. Young master is such a noble person …"

Chuixue glared at her angrily, wanting to stop Caiwei from saying anything more. However, she had no idea that Caiwei was even more certain of her thoughts now that she wanted to reject her offer.

"Young lady, I am not spouting nonsense. It was young master who said that!" Could it be that the young lady thinks that the Young Master is in the wrong? "

"Besides, the young lady is already crying because of the young master. Why do you need to hide it so tightly for the young master?"

"Everything else is nothing much. Ever since young master left Jiangnan, the young masters' family members that helped him play the zither, the young miss and the Red Zither Lady …" "There are countless, but there is only one young lady who was actually bullied by the young master …"

"I wonder how Young Master offended Miss?"

"..."

Seeing Caiwei beaming with joy and becoming even more unruly, Chuixue's heart was anxious, angry, and shy. She actually stood up in anger and was about to hit Caiwei.

Caiwei wasn't afraid. It was as if the game was over. She quickly took two steps back, causing Chuixue to miss her, and ran to the side with small steps. Feeling that she had distanced herself from Chuixue, she said meaningfully:

"Miss is too thin-skinned, this is embarrassing, but Miss, once you get into the Liuyue Pavilion and sit in this imperial concubine chair, wouldn't you be one of our Young Master's men?!"

"You, you, Caiwei, you …"

Chuixue didn't even bother with etiquette as she extended her hand and pointed at Caiwei. However, she bit her lips, unable to say anything … In her heart, she had an indescribable and wondrous feeling that she had never experienced before …

"Alright, alright. Caiwei, do you still have any rules? "Hurry up and apologize to the young lady. If you anger the young lady to death, be careful of your aunt's punishment."

Bai Lu took the water and boiled the eggs, which was just right for the temperature, and blessed Chuixue with her body. Seeing that Chuixue's expression had eased up, she then turned her head to "teach" Caiwei a lesson.

"Elder sister, don't tell aunt. I won't say anything else, serve the girl properly."

Caiwei mischievously stuck out her tongue, bowed her head in apology to Chuixuefu, and helped serve Chuixue. Only then did this matter come to an end.

"..."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Liuyue Pavilion, in the inner hall, Caiwei, the young master who had spoken without leaving a single word, stood gracefully with a pair of long and deep eyes.