The Rebirth of an Ill-Fated Consort - 41. Jiang Jia Ruan Niang

In the early morning of the second day, Forsythia called Jiang Ruan to get up early. Jiang Ruan ordered Bai Zhi to take care of Mother Zhou, so Dew and Forsythia followed him on the trip today. Dewdrop served Jiang Ruan too early, and Forsythia could not wait to help Jiang Ruan put on clothes. Luzhu smiled and said: “Sister Forsythia is so anxious, I don’t know that it is Sister Forsythia who is the guest today.”

“Death hoof nonsense, see if I don’t tear your mouth.” Forsythia said: “How many days our girls haven’t dressed up properly. I’ve already said that our girls are beautiful embryos. Just think of waiting for us. As soon as the girl went out of those people’s falling eyes, I had to be very happy.”

Jiang Ruan smiled: “The beauty in Jiang’s Mansion is not me.”

“The girl is talking about the second girl?” Forsythia is a straight-tempered person, regardless of whether he said: “The second girl’s appearance is good, but it is too light. It’s okay to look at the younger ones now, if it is older, then it will be so plain. It seems a little tasteless. Where is our girl’s beautiful colors.”

Jiang Ruan smiled: “Do you know that the beauty in Beijing today is just such a beautiful and refined beauty, but like me, it is gaudy and vulgar.”

Dewdrop was arranging the things on the table. Hearing this, he couldn’t help but say: “The girl is wrong. The literati and saucy people say that they love the lotus to get out of the silt and not stain it, but people in the world often spend a lot of money. Asking for a pot of Luoyang peony, it can be seen that anyone spends a lot of money to ask for a pot of lotus in the pond?”

Forsythia also nodded: “This is the reason.”

Jiang Ruan shook his head and said nothing more. After the dew drops, he let Jiang Ruan sit in front of the dressing table: “What kind of hair does the girl want to comb?”

“It’s up to you.” Jiang Ruan said: “You don’t lose the courtesy.”

The time to go around for a stick of incense passed. The carriage outside the gate of Jiang’s Mansion has long been prepared. There are two carriages in total, Jiang Susu and Jiang Ruan, Xia Yan, and Jiang Dan and Jiang Li. The two carriages had to set off to Shen’s Mansion together. There were places in the officialdom of Shen Shilang and Jiang Quan that needed support, and the relationship had always been good.

When Forsythia Dewdrop followed Jiang Ruan out, they saw Jiang Li and Jiang Dan had arrived first. The two stood beside Xia Yan and talked to Jiang Susu. Jiang Li was the first to see Jiang Ruan and said with a smile: “Big sister’s face is so great that she made her mother and sisters wait for a while.”

“It’s not Jiang Ruan’s,” Jiang Ruan said with a smile: “After all, it’s the first time I entered Shen’s Mansion after coming back. I asked the maid in the courtyard and asked some things, so as not to lose courtesy, others would only say that we Jiang Mansion. People don’t understand the rules.”

Xia Yan smiled kindly: “Speaking of what these do, Ruan Niang’s dress like this is really hard to recognize today, she’s beautiful and tight.”

Jiang Li and Jiang Susu’s eyes appeared in a different color at the same time. They wore gold butterflies and narrow silver coats with scarlet satin, jade dresses with flowers and satin, and small boots in red fragrant sheepskin. It’s overwhelming, and it will only let the clothes line people down. Who knows that Jiang Ruan fits the clothes abnormally, as if the clothes were born for her, there is no trace of restraint, but the enthusiasm There was a kind of extravagance and calmness in the red color, and then a faint charm, which taught people to look dumbfounded. Everyone present only thought that beauty was aggressive, and the bullying lady in front of me was already completely strangeness.

Jiang Ruan smiled and said: “Several younger sisters are also very beautiful, so my mother can kill me by saying that.”

With such affectionate conversation, several people each got into their own carriage. Jiang Susu snuggled in Xia Yan’s arms after getting in the car, and from the corner of his eyes, he paid attention to Jiang Ruan. I thought that when the three of them were crowded in the same carriage, Jiang Ruan would feel uncomfortable. Whoever just got in the car took this travel note. An Ran made it difficult for Jiang Susu who wanted to speak.

There was nothing wrong on the way, and the carriage stopped in front of Shen’s mansion. A few people got out of the carriage, and the little servant who led the way at the gate of Shen’s Mansion came out to greet him. Xia Yan handed over the post, and soon a wealthy old maid walked out of the door and said with a smile: “Ms. Jiang is here, our wife has been waiting long ago. What about you.”

Xia Yan responded with a smile. After walking for a while, she was led into the hall. Madam Shen was already waiting for tea. She was very affectionate when she saw Xia Yan and said: “My sister doesn’t often come to sit and sit these days. , If it wasn’t for my birthday, I’m afraid I would still look forward to your coming.”

Xia Yan also laughed: “Ms. Ruan just came back these days, busy taking care of her, don’t blame me.”

Mrs. Shen turned her head, her shrewd eyes fixed on Jiang Ruan, and a glimmer of surprise flashed: “This is Miss Jiang, she is really a beauty.”

Jiang Ruan stepped forward to see the courtesy, and after listening to Madam Shen’s slightly presumptuous words, he was still calm, and said generously: “Mrs. Shen is absurdly praised.”

Madam Shen’s gaze seemed to be looking at an object, and the Forsythia and Dewdrops that followed were dissatisfied with her, and she leaned sideways calmly to cover Madam Shen’s probing gaze.

A trace of resentment flashed in Jiang Li’s eyes, unwillingly stepped forward and smiled sweetly at Madam Shen: “Hello Madam.”

Mrs. Shen’s attitude towards Jiang Li was very cold, and she only responded and looked at Jiang Susu, smiling: “Su Niang is getting more and more pleasant these days. Seeing that she is like a little fairy makes me jealous.”

“Mother, what are you talking about jealousy?” Before the words fell, a charming voice came from outside. A girl in a pink shirt walked out from the inside. Seeing Jiang Susu, she rushed over excitedly: “Sister Su’er!”

Jiang Susu smiled and took her hand: “Sister Ming Zhen.”

Shen Mingzhen is the jewel in the palm of Shen Shilang’s family. There are three sons in Shen Shilang’s family, but only one daughter. Jiang Ruan’s last life had the only impression of Shen Mingzhen that she was Jiang Susu’s boudoir friend, but she did not know why she was always hostile to herself. Every time she clashed with Shen Mingzhen, it was Jiang Susu who broke the siege. At the beginning, she said she was a sloppy beauty, and she could only dance with piano skills as a vulgar dancer. Shen Mingzhen also contributed a lot.

Jiang Ruan didn’t understand in the last life that she didn’t provoke Shen Mingzhen, so why Shen Mingzhen insisted on opposing her, but now she thinks it is completely clear. On the road where enemies were everywhere in the previous life, separated by the distance between life and death, and seeing this old man again, time passed quickly, returning to the time when everything hadn’t happened yet, but I didn’t know what the end of Shen Mingzhen would be in this life.

As if sensing her gaze, Shen Mingzhen turned her head, she was startled when she saw Jiang Ruan’s face, and then immediately inexplicably angry said: “Who is she?”

Before the people around had time to speak, they saw Jiang Ruan smile slightly. If there was a trace of unexplained emotion at the end of his eyes, he said quietly: “Jiang family, Ruan Niang.”