Life in the mansion returned to normal. After Miaoyan's injury healed, he found that the box of ointment was indeed effective and there was basically no scar left.
By the end of the year, she had grown taller. Fortunately, the maids in the mansion were given two new sets of winter clothes, so she didn't have to worry about clothes for the time being.
As mentioned before, Miaoyan learned some embroidery from Mother Chen, and she learned it just for the purpose of dressing herself. There was no other way, as the fabrics sold in ancient stores were not what was popular, so the popular thing was to buy them and make them herself.
The young lady's mansion has a dedicated embroiderer, but as a maid, she does not have such treatment. Apart from the two new seasonal clothes she was given at the general's mansion, she has to embroider all her private clothes by herself.
Shanhu, wearing a pink winter coat, looked at Miaoyan, who was concentrating on embroidery with an embroidery needle in the outer room. She took a curious look and said, "Miaoyan, what are you embroidering on this handkerchief?"
Miaoyan looked at the handkerchief in her hand and said silently: "I am embroidering a clump of bamboo and a small animal."
Shanhu looked at the shapeless green block in her hand and was stunned for a moment: "Well, how about I teach you some tricks?"
Miaoyan's eyes lit up. Mother Chen was busy taking care of the young lady, and embroidery was very tiring, so she couldn't bother her often. Shanhu wanted to teach her, which was exactly what she wanted.
After noon, when Mother Chen came out of the young lady's room, she saw Shanhu and Miaoyan gathered together in the outer room.
"What are you busy with?" Mother Chen walked over and asked the two of them.
Shanhu turned around when she heard that. Her eyes lit up when she saw Mother Chen approaching. She said enthusiastically, "Mother Chen, I'm not busy, I'm not busy. Does the young lady have any instructions for you?"
The eagerness in her tone was excessive. Mother Chen glanced at Shanhu and said helplessly, "It's almost noon. Miss asked me to check the kitchen to see if the meal is ready."
After hearing what Mother Chen said, Shanhu smiled with relief: "Mother Chen, I'll go. The young lady must be hungry."
Then she turned to Miaoyan and said, "Miaoyan, you embroider slowly first, and we'll deal with the rest when I come back."
Coral hurried out in the winter chill, as if being chased by something.
Only then did Mother Chen see the embroidered handkerchief in Miaoyan's hand. A patch of green plants could barely be seen on it. She fell silent.
Miaoyan looked at Mother Chen blankly and greeted her.
There was a charcoal fire burning outside the room, making it particularly warm.
Mother Chen sat down, sighed, and said, "Miao Yan, if you really can't do it, then don't embroider anymore. Some people are just not good at it, so why make it difficult for yourself?"
Miao Yan looked at the handkerchief in her hand and asked the system in her heart: "099, am I really not suitable for learning embroidery?"
099's voice was full of energy: "Host, in each term, you will be limited by your original body's talents, so embroidery may be a physical limitation and has nothing to do with you."
"Will it be like this again?"
099: "Yes, yes, that's right."
Miaoyan felt relieved. It might not be her fault that she couldn't learn it, but she would not give up. She would first write down all the needle techniques and try again in the next task.
Mother Chen didn't know what Miaoyan was thinking. Seeing her put the handkerchief away, she brought up something else with her: "Miaoyan, the young lady seems to have been worried lately. Do you know what's wrong?"
Miao Yan carefully put the handkerchief away, stretched her body, and murmured to herself, "What's on your mind, young lady?"
Mother Chen sat next to her and explained, "Young lady has been distracted these past two days. There's something on her mind, but she won't say it."
Mother Chen was originally the maid of the young lady's mother. She had watched the young lady grow up from a little girl to a graceful young lady. So she was always troubled by what was hidden in the young lady's heart. She had some concerns but was unable to speak them out, so she could only ask Miaoyan indirectly.
Miao Yan: "If there is anything... these past few days, the young lady has often run into the third young master of the mansion."
She thought carefully for a long time, and could only think of the people she met when she accompanied the young lady to pay her respects to Old Madam Wang these past two days.
This Third Young Master, a soldier of the military, was a man whose every move was unpredictable. Miao Yan always perceived a dangerous aura about him. However, these past few days, he had been paying his respects to the young lady daily, acting like a gentle and refined gentleman in her presence, occasionally giving her the illusion of a peacock spreading its feathers.
"Third Young Master? I see."
After hearing this, Mother Chen seemed to suddenly understand, with a smile in her eyes. She waved goodbye to Miaoyan and left.
"Strange." Miao Yan scratched his hair.
…
A moment later.
“Huh~”
Shanhu walked in with a lunch box, put it on the table and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Then she quickly shut out the snowflakes outside the door.
Miao Yan looked at her like this and asked, "Is the snow getting heavier outside?"
"Yes, the snow is getting heavier and heavier. There's a thick layer of snow in the yard. Be careful when you go out, or you'll slip."
Miaoyan nodded, stood up and helped Shanhu take out the young lady's food from the lunch box and arrange it.
Looking at the delicious meals delivered from the kitchen, Miaoyan suddenly remembered that in the main storyline of the world, there seemed to be a heavy snowfall, many people died, and the male protagonist took the few remaining men to attack the county town and won a victory.
"These are the same dishes over and over again this winter, and there's nothing new in the kitchen." Shanhu muttered to herself and went to call the lady to eat.
Miao Yan smiled but said nothing. Before she met the young lady, she was so hungry that she wanted to chew on the dirt.
After a while, the young lady came out and ate her meal in an elegant manner, eating only a small bowl according to her usual appetite.
After the young lady finished eating, Miaoyan took the lunch box and carried the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen. Along the way, she looked at the vast white snow falling from the sky and sighed, "This snow is really heavy."
…
The snow fell for a long time, and the roads inside the general's mansion were buried in snow.
Seeing that it was inconvenient to travel, Old Lady Wang sent a maid to inform the young lady not to go to pay her respects in the morning.
There was a charcoal fire in the room. The young lady was reading in the inner room. Shanhu, Miaoyan, and Mother Chen gathered together to listen to Shanhu tell some interesting stories in the mansion.
General Shi Lie only married a woman surnamed Yu and they were very loving to each other. It was said that when they were young, the couple had fought in the battlefield together and made great achievements.
The wife had a hot temper and was the boss in the mansion when she was young. After giving birth to three sons, she improved her moral character and was determined to raise them to be both civil and military talents. Unfortunately...
"What a pity?" Miao Yan couldn't help but interrupt.
Shanhu coughed, her appetite for witty remarks gone, before she continued, "You haven't met the eldest son yet. If you do, you'll know he's a spitting image of the general. His temperament is similar, too. His wife, a scholar, has had many mistresses."
After Shanhu finished speaking, she told some stories about the Master and the eldest son. Miaoyan and Mother Chen couldn't help laughing.
"The second young master's personality is a bit like my wife's. He is well educated, but unfortunately he has a kind heart. He loves to help others. A few years ago, he was sent by the general to an unknown place to learn martial arts." Shanhu cracked melon seeds, her words filled with memories.
"The third young master is different from the previous two. He has been a steady character since childhood. He is well educated and skilled in martial arts. Madam loves him the most. After his training at the border, I heard from the mansion that Madam plans to arrange a marriage for the third young master in the spring."
Coral's voice is melodious and sweet, and she tells these interesting stories in a touching way.
A few steps away, the lady in the inner room was listening inattentively. When she heard someone, she paused turning the pages of the book in her hand.
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