Chapter 167
Xiaolan walked forward with a smile and bowed quickly: "Greetings to the young lady."
Yin Zijin quickly helped Xiaolan up and greeted her: "Sister Xiaolan, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you doing well?"
Xiaolan said quickly: "Miss, please forgive me for my mistakes. I am not worthy of being called sister. It's cold outside, let's go inside!" Yin Zijin searched for a long time but couldn't find the stairs.
Xiaolan knew what Yin Zijin was looking for, and quickly said, "Miss, follow me, the stairs are inside the house."
Yin Zijin followed Xiaolan with a puzzled look on his face and slowly came to the reception room. In a small corner next to the reception room, there was a small room that seemed particularly quiet.
At this time, there were two maids as strong as bulls guarding here strictly. They were like two unshakable statues.
The two maids bowed to Yin Zijin, carefully lifted the heavy wooden stairs bit by bit, and placed them steadily in a corner of the room, cleverly connecting them to the second floor.
I saw one of the maids bowed slightly and walked forward with steady and powerful steps. Her rough hands tightly grasped the handrail of the stairs and she stepped onto the wooden stairs step by step.
As her pace gradually quickened, the wooden stairs began to creak slightly, as if telling the story of the years. When she finally reached the top of the stairs, she did not rush forward, but gently tapped on the square board with her hand.
In just a moment, an old lady on the second floor quickly lifted up a square board with force, as if she had been waiting for a long time. The movement was quick and decisive, without any hesitation.
After opening it, the two maids saw it and quickly walked up to Yin Zijin, bowed respectfully, and said, "Miss, you can go up now."
Yin Zijin frowned slightly, but still nodded. His small and delicate three-inch feet locked with a gold chain seemed a little unstable at the moment. Yin Zijin walked up carefully holding the handrail, fearing that he would fall down.
Originally, Yin Zijin was worried that her three-inch golden lotus feet were locked with a thin gold chain and she would not be able to climb the stairs. But this staircase seems to have been specially built for girls in the boudoir, it is neither too high nor too low, just the right height. Yin Zijin went upstairs, and Nanny Zhou and others followed her upstairs.
After everyone had gone up one after another, the two maids on the first floor deftly moved the stairs that had been placed so steadily away, making a slight but clear friction sound, as if telling of this strict rule.
The nanny on the second floor calmly put down the square board that looked like a thick stone slab. Her movements were precise and skillful, as if she had experienced it countless times.
Yin Zijin frowned slightly, with a somewhat uncomfortable expression on his face. He asked softly, "Is it really necessary to be so strict? Wouldn't this imprison an unmarried woman in this small attic?"
Nanny Zhou still had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and emotion. She slowly said, "Generally speaking, in wealthy families like ours, women's boudoirs all follow such regulations.
After all, in order to better restrain the women's behavior and help them develop good habits, only a narrow, flexible staircase was set up in the boudoir.
If there were no stairs, the girl would naturally not be able to go downstairs. Unless she really disregarded her own safety and jumped from the second floor, otherwise, she would not be able to get out of the attic easily.
Moreover, this is also to protect the girls’ innocence and reputation, so that they can really calm down, have a quiet place, and learn etiquette and rules with peace of mind…”
As they were talking, Yin Zijin and his group came leisurely to Bizhuxuan. When you step into the Bizhuxuan, the scene is still as familiar as before, but it has been carefully cleaned inside and out, and it looks particularly clean and tidy.
It is very lively inside Bizhuxuan at this moment. I saw Yin Ziniu sitting leisurely beside the exquisite eight-immortal table in the outer room, with smiling eyes, waiting for Yin Zijin's arrival with joy.
When she heard Yin Zijin's footsteps approaching, Yin Ziniu felt an irrepressible joy in her heart. She hurriedly stood up, and trotted over happily as if with the wind.
Xiaomei, who was following closely, saw this and became anxious. She quickly shouted, "Girl, slow down. You still have that thin gold chain tied around your ankle. Be careful not to fall..."
However, before she could finish her words, Yin Ziniu had already thrown herself into Yin Zijin's arms. Yin Zijin was caught off guard and stepped back repeatedly. Fortunately, A Tian behind him reacted quickly and stretched out his hands in time to support Yin Zijin's slender waist, which allowed him to barely stand firm and avoid the embarrassing situation of falling to the ground.
After stabilizing himself, Yin Zijin hurriedly said, "Niao Niao, slow down. What if you accidentally fall?"
At this time, Yin Ziniu also realized that her actions were a bit reckless. She hurriedly stopped, looking slightly embarrassed, and then raised her hand to tidy up her clothes.
Only then did he slowly raise his head and look carefully at Yin Zijin in front of him, with complex light flashing in his eyes, as if he had thousands of words to say. Yin Ziniu said excitedly: "Zijin, do you know? Since my second sister got married, I don't even have anyone to talk to in this second-floor attic.
Three years ago, my mother asked someone to remove the stairs so that I could calm down. I haven't left the attic in three years, and I feel so depressed. ”
Yin Zijin and Yin Ziniu sat on the stools beside the eight-immortal table and chatted. Yin Zijin asked, "That's impossible! Niuniu, you are talking nonsense again! Don't you pay your respects to your mother every day?"
Yin Zijin curled her lips and said a little aggrievedly: "Please! After paying my respects, my mother locked me in the attic again. Zijin, I can't live like this anymore."
Yin Zijin knew Yin Ziniu's personality very well. She was originally a bird that flew freely, but now her wings had been clipped and she was locked in a cage. Yin Zijin was a lively and outgoing person, so she felt depressed for a long time.
The two were talking happily, and there seemed to be endless fun and tacit understanding in their conversation. At this moment, Yin Ziniu raised her lively eyes, and as if under a spell, she instantly saw a tall and handsome man who looked like he had walked out of a painting.
He was unparalleled in handsomeness, extremely charming, yet his posture was as straight as a pine tree. Every line on his body seemed to be meticulously carved. His deep eyes seemed to contain the stars and the sea, emitting an irresistible charm.
At this moment, Yin Ziniu was like being struck by a strong light. She was completely stunned. Her eyes, which were originally like black gemstones, seemed to be frozen. She stared at the man blankly and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Zijin, what a handsome man!"
The voice was full of wonder and obsession, as if nothing else in the world could compare to it. An inexplicable emotion surged in her heart, as if a deer was running wildly in her chest, and the man's figure was deeply imprinted in her mind, and she could not forget it for a long time.
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