Chapter 517 Invitation (6)

However, this is always a good thing for Chen Ruoqiu.

She tapped Shen Yue's forehead, and said with a look of regret: "Anyway, you should learn more from her in the future. It will be much more useful than looking at the patterns of clothes."

…….

In the Shen residence, Gu Yu combed Shen Miao's hair while saying, "Miss, if you use the Madam's name to send an invitation to that young lady from the Chang family, will there be trouble if the Madam finds out?"

“What’s the difference between using my mother’s name and using my name?” Shen Miao said calmly, “We are all family after all.”

"But why didn't the young lady use her own name?" Jingzhe, wiping the table, was curious. Shen Miao had stolen Luo Xueyan's seal and sent a letter to the Shen residence, leaving the maids in shock. If she had impersonated Luo Xueyan for something else, it would have been fine, but impersonating Luo Xueyan to invite a young lady she wasn't even close to... It felt like she was using a little too much talent.

"I don't have much friendship with her. Why would I invite her here for no reason?"

Jingzhe and Guyu exchanged a glance, each unsure how to respond. That's right, Shen Miao and Chang Zaiqing didn't have much of a relationship, so why would she steal Luo Xueyan's seal to send a message to Chang Zaiqing? When Chang Zaiqing came to visit, Shen Miao didn't seem particularly happy.

Shen Miao lowered her eyes. Since Luo Xueyan wasn't here today, it would be better to send the invitation earlier. This young lady from the Chang family would eventually need to meet her alone. Luo Tan had been sent away early in the morning, and Shen Miao was the only one in the entire mansion who could make the decision.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard a servant outside coming to report that Miss Chang had arrived.

"So fast?" Jingzhe was a little surprised.

Shen Miao smiled faintly. People who have something to ask for naturally cannot hide their ambitions no matter what. She couldn't see clearly before because she was in the bureau and didn't care much about all the affairs of the Shen family. Now it is different. She wants to see how profound Chang Zaiqing's Taoism is.

Chang Zaiqing was welcomed by a servant into the main hall of the Chen residence and waited. A maid brought her some hot tea, and she surveyed the residence calmly.

The Shen Residence was different from the Shen Mansion. The Shen Mansion, as the old general's own residence, had particular attention to feng shui, and, due to Madam Shen's habits, it was somewhat ornate and garish. Perhaps because both Shen Xin and Luo Xueyan were martial artists, the Shen Residence boasted a spacious courtyard and a square main hall, exuding a sense of righteousness. While the ornaments were simple, for some reason, it possessed a sense of dignity and majesty. Chang Zaiqing hadn't examined it closely the first time he came, but now, he felt a thin layer of sweat forming on his body, as if arriving in this place involuntarily made him sit up straight.

The maids were busy cleaning, and no one spoke to her. Chang Zaiqing, always well-mannered, had no reason to rush her. By the time the tea had cooled, and no one had come in, Chang Zaiqing had stopped a maid and asked why Luo Xueyan hadn't come out yet. What had happened?

The maidservant was also smiling and polite. She said she was going to ask, but when she turned around, she disappeared. No one knew what was going on. This happened several times in a row, and Chang Zaiqing was getting a little impatient. When she first met Luo Xueyan, she had a pretty good idea of her temperament. She was a cheerful person and very warm to everyone. Why would she deliberately embarrass her this time?

For the first time, Chang Zaiqing felt a little uneasy. The maids who came and went seemed to be looking at her, yet seemed not to be looking at her. She finally couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to get up and say goodbye, but she heard someone behind her say with a smile, "Auntie Qing, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for so long. I just got my clothes wet in the house, and it took me a while to wash up."

Chang Zaiqing was startled and stood up quickly, only to see Shen Miao walking in from outside, followed by several maids.

The girl wore a emerald-patterned brocade and feather-satin cape, clutching a heater. Entering the house, perhaps feeling warm, she took off her cape, revealing a long, dark purple velvet embroidered jacket and skirt. The pattern was extremely vibrant and intricate, and the heavy purple was chosen. Yet, she didn't look the least bit old-fashioned, instead exuding an air of nobility. The dark purple accentuated the girl's jade-white complexion. Her delicate figure seemed to tread the path of a palace, smiling with each step, a symbol of wealth and prosperity.

Chang Zaiqing felt dizzy for a moment.

She had met many people, and many women who boasted of their exceptional grace and elegance, including Chen Yue, who was quietly praised by Chen Ruoqiu. But only this Shen Miao could give her a sense of wonder. It had been fine that day with Luo Xueyan by her side, but today, when she appeared alone, she stole the spotlight, creating a sense of pressure.

"Fifth Miss?" Chang Zaiqing's eyes glanced behind Shen Miao.

“No need to look for it,” Shen Miao smiled faintly, “I posted it for you, Aunt Qing.”