Rulan has been feeling strange lately.
"Ru Xue, don't you think the way Master looks at me is a little strange?"
Ru Xue's eyes widened: "What's going on?"
Rulan is quite pretty; I hope Master isn't harboring any ill intentions!
Rulan: "It's like the master really doesn't want to see me, especially when I'm with the Fujin."
Upon hearing this, Ru Xue breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't that her master had feelings for Ru Lan.
"The master rarely shows any expression to anyone except his wife; it must be your imagination."
Is it just an illusion?
She felt it was unlikely to be an illusion.
It seems she's been appearing less frequently in front of her master lately. It was fine before, but eventually she couldn't take it anymore.
Ru Xue didn't notice, but Tong Cheng'er did. It might be a byproduct of the cheat code given by 1314; she's quite sensitive to people's emotions.
She could sense that Yinzhen disliked Rulan. Two days later, when Tong Cheng'er saw Rulan avoiding Yinzhen, she finally spoke to Yinzhen and said, "That's enough."
Yinzhen asked, puzzled, "What?"
Tong Cheng'er shook her head: "What did you say? Ru Lan! She's been so scared of you that she hasn't dared to show her face in front of you lately."
Yinzhen felt uncomfortable that his young wife had scolded him for the sake of a maid: "I didn't scare her."
Tong Cheng'er said with a smile, "Okay, okay, you didn't scare her."
Although Yinzhen did not nod, he did not "scare" Rulan any further.
Seeing that Rulan had worked hard these past few days, Tong Cheng'er secretly gave her a lot of jewelry.
Of course, Ru Xue also gained quite a bit along with it.
Rulan wasn't stupid. She suddenly understood and found it funny. She really hadn't expected that her master, such a cold and aloof person, would make such a mistake, especially since he was jealous of her.
Thinking this way, she felt that since the master treated his wife so well, the two of them would surely be able to live a happy and fulfilling life together.
Speaking of which, Rulan felt that there was no man in the world better than her master, not even the men of the Tong family.
Such a good master paired with the best wife, it's truly a match made in heaven.
Rulan felt happy when she saw her master and his wife looking so happy together, though she didn't know why.
Yinzhen gained a lot of inspiration from Tong Cheng'er and then began to invest in the pencil business.
Emperor Kangxi promised Yinzhen that if the pencil deal went well, he would give him 10% of the profit.
Of course, Kangxi also gave Yinzhen a share, since he knew that the pencil was made by the fourth prince's wife.
Not giving them any at all is a bit much.
With the pencil matter handed over to Yinzhen, Tong Cheng'er truly stopped asking too many questions and focused on continuing her carefree, leisurely life.
Another half month passed.
"Your Highness, the Qiqiao Institute says they've made what Your Highness asked them to make, but they don't know if it meets Your Highness's requirements. They hope Your Highness can take a look."
Tong Cheng'er then remembered that she had asked someone to get a sofa.
“Alright, I have nothing else to do anyway, let’s go check out the Qiqiao Courtyard.” Without further ado, she got up immediately.
When Tong Cheng'er arrived at Qiqiao Courtyard, she startled Consort Dong and the other two.
They thought the Princess Consort would have the sofa moved to Yaocheng Courtyard! They were surprised that the Princess Consort would come in person, which is why the three of them were a little dumbfounded.
Dong Cheng said, "I didn't expect the Princess Consort to come so suddenly. We servants are dressed inappropriately, and we hope the Princess Consort will forgive us."
Tong Cheng'er: "I came suddenly, so don't blame me. Don't be so reserved. I just came to take a look. Where's the sofa? Take me there."
Dong Cheng and the other two led Tong Cheng'er to the room where the sofa was placed.
Tong Cheng'er's first impression of the sofa was that it was too exquisite and looked rather luxurious.
Compared to modern sofas, the sofa in front of me is a bit tall, so a lot of the sofa legs are exposed, and they are also carved with very delicate patterns.
In addition, the sofa cushions were also very well-coordinated, as they were something she had requested, and the embroiderers in the mansion used the finest silk fabrics to cover the sofa.
The sofa was bright red, with subtle patterns embroidered on the silk. In Tong Cheng'er's opinion, it looked rather tacky.
It wasn't that she couldn't watch it, but perhaps it was a difference in aesthetic taste that made her feel a little strange.
She walked in and touched it. The silk felt very comfortable, but as far as she knew, silk was rather "delicate." This sofa was for people to sit on, and using silk for the sofa surface was a bit wasteful and wouldn't last long.
She sat down and tried it out, and it was pretty much what she had asked for. It was very bouncy and comfortable to sit on.
Tong Cheng'er nodded first, said a few words of affirmation, and then said, "...Overall, you made a very good sofa, but there are still a few things that need to be changed."
Then Tong Cheng'er explained the parts that needed to be changed.
After listening, Dong Cheng and the other two felt there was no problem.
Three days later, the improved sofa was carried into Yaocheng Courtyard. Tong Cheng'er looked at the sofa in front of her. It was much shorter than the one she had seen last time, and the colors were all plain, which looked much better.
Tong Cheng'er sat down and tried it out. It felt even more comfortable than last time. Tong Cheng'er couldn't help but nod: "Very good."
Then they were each given one hundred taels of silver as a reward.
After finishing his official business, Yinzhen returned to his residence, entered Yaocheng Courtyard, and saw the sofas placed inside.
He felt the face looked familiar.
Tong Cheng'er sat on the sofa, looking at him, and said with a smile, "Come over here and try sitting on this sofa to see if it's comfortable."
sofa?
Yinzhen remembered what he had seen in his dream, but he didn't care about it at the time. The period when sofas were introduced to China from the West coincided with the beginning of the national crisis, so his mind was full of hatred for his country and people.
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