He Tiantian transmigrated. The moment she opened her eyes, she became the most bullied daughter-in-law in Changfeng Village. Her husband died in a mining accident three months ago, and her wicked m...
The withered weeds were quickly cleared away, revealing Zhao Xiaohe's dark head.
He glanced at Li Qianqian and whispered, "Miss Li, I've already dug up the outside. Please come out first."
Li Qianqian disregarded all decorum, squatted down, and with the help of her maid, crawled out through the dog hole.
The alley outside the dog hole was very narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time.
He Tiantian and Zhao Yanniang quickly pulled Li Qianqian up from the ground, each of them blocking Li Qianqian on one side.
"We should hurry, there's a carriage ahead."
Zhao Xiaohe also crawled through the dog hole, and Zhu Qing grabbed a set of clothes and stuffed them into Zhao Xiaohe's arms, saying, "Hurry up and change."
Zhao Xiaohe straightened his clothes and realized that he had no idea how to dress.
Zhu Qing was anxious to see this, and without caring that Zhao Xiaohe was a man, she quickly changed his clothes.
She looked at it and felt like something was missing.
So she shoved the fan in her hand at her, saying, "Take this and use it to cover your face."
After looking at it again, Zhu Qing let Zhao Xiaohe's hair down and removed the dry grass stuck to his head.
Although her hair volume and length are not as good as her mistress's, if she covered her face, she probably wouldn't be recognized immediately.
"I'll walk next to you in a bit, so keep your back straight," Zhu Qing carefully instructed.
This was Zhao Xiaohe's first time playing a young woman, and she wasn't very skilled yet. The skirt was so long it almost dragged on the ground, making her stumble and fall with every step, which was very uncomfortable for her.
Fortunately, it wasn't far from their boudoir, and they walked quickly.
Upon reaching the courtyard gate, Zhu Qing went forward to check. Fortunately, the two old women had not yet returned.
She pulled Zhao Xiaohe along and quickly walked inside.
As I walked through the gate and opened it, I heard the old woman's voice coming back from behind.
"Young Miss, the fish porridge you ordered is ready in the kitchen." As she spoke, the old woman brought the fish porridge over.
A flicker of panic crossed Zhu Qing's face. She quickly turned around and said sharply, "Don't move."
Zhao Xiaohe's back stiffened with tension, and cold sweat poured from his palms.
Zhu Qing felt that she might be being a bit abrupt, so she softened her voice and went to meet her.
"Let me serve you your meal, Miss. You can wait outside."
Although the old woman was all smiles on her face, she had already cursed Li Qianqian a thousand times in her heart.
What a joke! At a time like this, she's still acting like a rich young lady! She's a laughing stock.
Zhu Qing carried the fish porridge, led "Li Qianqian" into the room, and personally closed the door. Then she locked it from the inside.
Having been isolated from the outside world, the two of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Xiaohe looked at Zhu Qing, and asked with some lingering fear, "Sister, we shouldn't be discovered like this, right?"
Zhao Xiaohe felt uncertain and wanted to seek some reassurance.
This was his first time visiting such a wealthy family's home. He had noticed that even the ground was paved with blue bricks when he walked by.
He's incredibly nervous and doesn't know what to do next.
Zhu Qing also looked worried and cautious. She shook her head and said, "Let's take it one step at a time. Just don't say anything from now on, I'll make the arrangements."
She was the young lady's most trusted maid, so naturally she would do her best to help her mistress.
Zhao Xiaohe stood there blankly for a while, then took a sip of tea to calm his nerves.
He was tired of standing and was about to sit down to rest for a while when there was a knock on the door.
Zhao Xiaohe was startled and quickly stood up to hide.
Zhu Qing looked outside, walked to the door of the house, and asked in a cold voice, "Who is it?"
"It's me, I... I want to see Miss."
It was the wet nurse's voice, and Zhu Qing breathed a slight sigh of relief.
She told Zhao Xiaohe to hide, while she unlatched the door, opening it only a crack.
She shielded herself with her body, her gaze fixed on the wet nurse standing outside. Only after confirming she saw no one else did she feel somewhat relieved.
The wet nurse was extremely anxious. "Where is Miss? Let this old servant see Miss."
After being locked in the woodshed for several months, the wet nurse seemed to have aged considerably. Her hair had turned white, and her clothes were filthy.
She glanced nervously at her dirty and tattered clothes, "I didn't have time to change..."
"Come in quickly." Before the nanny could finish speaking, Zhuqing reached out and pulled her inside. Then she locked the door again.
The wet nurse was very excited to see her beloved young lady.
She tidied her messy hair before walking inside.
But what came into view was not the young lady he longed for day and night.
Who is sitting in front of that bronze mirror?
Zhao Xiaohe ignored the dazzling jewelry and gold and stared directly into the eyes of the wet nurse.
"This is..." The wet nurse was also flustered.
A flicker of panic crossed Zhao Xiaohe's face. Good heavens, who is this old woman?
Zhu Qing had already anticipated this scene. She walked up to the wet nurse and said, "Mother, this is a long story, and I don't have time to explain it to you in detail right now."
"You tidy up here and hurry up and do the bride's makeup."
The wet nurse nodded, not daring to delay for a moment.
She turned and went to the inner room to tidy herself up a bit; she really couldn't show her face in that state.
Taking advantage of this break, Zhao Xiaohe and Zhu Qing were not idle either.
With Zhu Qing's help, Zhao Xiaohe changed into Li Qianqian's wedding dress.
The wedding dress was very complicated to wear, with four or five layers inside and out. And each layer was so tight that Zhao Xiaohe felt like her heart was going to jump out of her throat.
In the past, when their family was poor, even in winter, being able to wear two layers of clothing was already a remarkable achievement.
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