Chapter 695: Seeing Each Other (4)
She thought of Xie Jingxing's words and tried to call out "Congyang" softly. In the blink of an eye, a young man dressed in black who looked like a guard appeared in front of her.
Shen Miao had a headache. Did Xie Jingxing put someone in her boudoir? Would someone be watching her even when she slept in the future? She asked, "You stay in the room all day?"
Cong Yang said, "I live in the tree at the door. If the young lady calls my name, I will be able to hear you even if you call me softly."
Shen Miao looked at her in surprise: "What did you call me?"
Cong Yang bowed to her and said, "Young Madam."
Shen Miao: “Don’t call me Young Madam.”
"Yes, young lady."
Shen Miao: "..." After a long pause, she waved her hand and said helplessly, "Forget it. Let me ask you, what did Xie Jingxing do?" Xie Jingxing left in a hurry, looking like he had something important to do. Shen Miao was still feeling uneasy because of what happened during the day, wondering if Xie Jingxing had gone to find Su Mingfeng to kill him and silence him.
Cong Yang said, "I don't know."
Shen Miao took a deep breath. She was clueless. Xie Jingxing hadn't sent a secret guard, but someone to monitor her. She looked at the man called Congyang. He looked young and strong. She thought she would let him go chop wood with the kitchen staff tomorrow!
Xie Jingxing left the Chen residence and instructed Tieyi beside him, "Tell Ji Yushu to stay away from Congyang's letters from now on."
Ji Yushu was a man who only wanted to create chaos in the world. He was annoyed that his life was too leisurely. If someone caused trouble for him at this critical moment, he would really want to kick him back to Daliang.
Tieyi nodded in agreement, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Master, the wandering Master Guanzhen has arrived at Putuo Temple. His Majesty previously asked you to go and see him. He happens to be in Mingqi this time. When do you plan to leave?"
Xie Jingxing thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow."
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The next day, the weather was excellent.
Luo Tan had recently become obsessed with cutting paper-cuts. Thinking that it was the end of the year, he could cut some festive patterns and stick them on the windows to make them look nice. He brought over a large stack of red paper and a pair of scissors, wanting to cut paper-cuts with Shen Miao.
As Shen Miao was cutting, she thought of some things.
In her previous life in the Qin State, the princesses and princes deliberately teased her and made her cut window paper-cuts and do needlework. She cut and embroidered day and night, which not only damaged her eyesight, making her see things blurry at night, but also grew thick calluses on her hands, making them very rough.
Later, after returning to the palace, even though Shuangjiang brought a grinding stone to grind her calluses, the calluses could not be removed. It happened to be Fu Xiuyi's birthday, and all the beauties in the harem presented birthday gifts to please the emperor. Madam Mei's harp music lingered in the air for three days, and the sight of her slender jade fingers fluttering in the air stunned everyone.
When it was her turn, Shen Miao presented her with an embroidered landscape painting. As the Empress, singing and dancing would be considered unbecoming. The landscape painting was magnificent, and Fu Xiuyi clearly loved it, as did the ministers. However, Madam Mei persisted, insisting that Shen Miao also play a piece on the guzheng.
Shen Miao was reluctant. She looked at Fu Xiuyi with a pleading look, but Fu Xiuyi said casually, "Since Mei'er is interested, Queen, please play a song for me. I may not have heard you play the piano for many years."
Shen Miao was forced to do nothing but play.
Shen Miao could play the guzheng. She had actually learned quite a bit for Fu Xiuyi. Although her music wasn't as captivating as Madam Mei's, it was still enjoyable to listen to. However, it still attracted criticism from the ministers, ridicule from the concubines, and criticism from everyone.
Why? It was because those hands, plucked from the qin, were utterly hideous. Their joints were thick from years of hard labor, and thick scissor-like hairlines could be seen between their fingers. Their entire hands looked heavy and rough, not like the hands of a queen, but more like those of a peasant woman.
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