Chapter 86 Lin Qinshuang's Death (Part 2)
"She has been locking herself up in her room these days and never sees the sun. She is getting more and more gloomy and difficult to serve. We didn't send her to this countryside, so why is she making things difficult for us?" A little maid complained while mopping the floor. "
Who told us to be servants? We have no choice. We are unlucky to serve such a master. If we do well, we won't be rewarded. If we do something that doesn't go her way, we will be beaten and scolded. I don't know when this will end?" said another maid.
"The one inside is looking forward to the end of this day more than we are. She reads and writes letters all day long, and keeps muttering things like "Honglang you are so cruel" and "Honglang come and pick me up quickly". She is almost crazy." The little maid who spoke first continued.
"I don't want to go back to Yangzhou now. I just want our master to go out and walk around, look at the flowers and grass in the garden, feel better, and our lives will be better." Xuehen saw that the time was ripe and brought up the topic. "
Xuehen, you are right. It's useless to think too much. The most important thing is to live well now." Another maid agreed with Xuehen's words.
The maid who spoke earlier stopped talking after listening to what the two said, but her eyes rolled around. As expected, after mopping the floor, the maid went to Lin Qinshuang's room without telling anyone. Xuehen stood in the corner and saw the maid enter Lin Qinshuang's room and close the door, so he secretly walked to the door to listen to their conversation.
"This morning when I was sweeping the floor, I saw that the flowers in the garden were in full bloom. Why don't you go out for a walk and enjoy the flowers?" The maid advised, but Lin Qinshuang ignored the maid.
The maidservant was not discouraged, and continued to persuade, "There is a custom in our hometown. If a girl can get married, she should wear a flower in her hair every day. It is said that she can attract the husband of her dreams. Of course, peach blossoms in spring are the best, but there are no peach blossoms in other seasons, and the same goes for the flowers on the hairpin. Most of those who wear flowers in their hair get what they want."
Lin Qinshuang reacted after hearing this, "Really?"
"The girls in our hometown rely on this method to attract husbands. As far as I know, they really did attract their dream husbands. The weather is good today, Auntie, you might as well go for a walk in the garden, and you can also wear a flower in your hair."
Lin Qinshuang was moved, "Then you come and do my makeup!"
Xuehen walked here outside and went to make arrangements.
After Lin Qinshuang had done her makeup, she was accompanied by the maid to the garden. Seeing the colorful flowers in the garden, Lin Qinshuang's mood really improved a lot. She walked to the flowerbed, picked the most beautiful peony and pinned it on her hair.
"Does it look good?" Lin Qinshuang asked the maid.
"Oh, today is really a blessing from God. I got lost but was lucky enough to meet a fairy in this garden. Madam, you have a beautiful face. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are so beautiful that you can captivate the whole country. The peony hairpin in your hair really complements each other and makes you look like a fairy." A male voice came suddenly. Although the words were flattering and humorous, they still startled the people in the garden.
"Who is it?" Lin Qinshuang turned around suddenly.
Through the gaps between the plants, Lin Qinshuang saw a man wearing an exquisite futou, a long robe with wide sleeves, and an exquisite cloud and water pattern embroidered on it. He had a jade belt tied around his waist. The sleeves of the robe were wide and swayed gently in the wind. With the folding fan in his hand, he looked elegant and graceful, and his movements revealed a calm and elegant demeanor. Lin Qinshuang's words that she wanted to scold were stuck in her throat.
"Don't be afraid, my lady. I accidentally walked in and didn't mean to disturb you. It's just that you are so beautiful that I can't help but praise you." The man looked serious and didn't look frivolous, so his words seemed sincere.
Lin Qinshuang should have been ashamed to be praised by a stranger, but she felt confident. She was not yet in her prime, and she was well-fed and well-maintained after marrying Sheng Hong. In addition, she was already beautiful and elegant. What kind of compliments did she not deserve?
Lin Qinshuang lowered her head slightly, "There are only women here. Since the guest has entered by mistake, please leave quickly." After Lin Qinshuang finished speaking to the man, she turned around and said to the maid, "Send the guest out."
When the man was led out by the maid, he turned back and looked at Lin Qinshuang deeply. The fiery look in his eyes made Lin Qinshuang's heart beat faster.
When the maid came back, Lin Qinshuang asked, "Have you sent the guest out? Do you know who the guest is?"
"I have inquired. The guest's surname is Mu. He is a wealthy businessman. He just came to Youyang recently. Today he came to discuss some business matters with the eldest master."
"Surname Mu? It turns out he is a businessman. Looking at his clothes, I thought he was a scholar." Lin Qinshuang murmured.
"Auntie is right. That old man Mu is indeed a scholar. It is said that he studied well before, but later his family fell into poverty and could not afford to support him, so he gave up studying and went into business." "He
is also from a family that fell into poverty." Lin Qinshuang sighed.
Today, Lin Qinshuang no longer complained about the world. She stared at the mirror for a day. The next day, she did not need the maid to remind her. She dressed up early and sat in the garden. Lin Qinshuang did not know what she was waiting for. For three consecutive days, Lin Qinshuang waited in the garden. Finally, on the third day, the businessman surnamed Mu appeared again.
"The lady's eyebrows today reveal a hint of melancholy. With her elegant dress and the jasmine in her hair, she looks even more elegant and refined, like an elegant ink painting, which makes people forget the world at first sight." Boss Mu still praised Lin Qinshuang as soon as he saw her.
Lin Qinshuang's eyes flickered, "Boss Mu, thank you."
"Today I have something for you, my lady," Boss Mu stood in the distance and put something on the ground, then said to Lin Qinshuang, "I didn't make a deal with your family, and I will leave for Jinling tomorrow. When I saw you that day, I felt like I had seen a fairy, so I found this thing as a farewell gift." After that, he looked at Lin Qinshuang affectionately, turned around and left.
Lin Qinshuang looked at the other person's back as he left, and a deep sense of loss surged in her heart. He actually left like this? Lin Qinshuang picked up the gift he put on the ground, which was a white jade hairpin with a peony carved on the top. Lin Qinshuang held the hairpin in his hand and looked into the distance in a trance.
At night, Lin Qinshuang lay in bed tossing and turning. While turning over, she seemed to hear someone knocking on the window. Lin Qinshuang wanted to call for help, but she couldn't fall asleep, so she got up to check. Lin Qinshuang opened the window and saw a figure outside. Lin Qinshuang was so scared that she wanted to scream, but the figure quickly covered her mouth, "Madam, it's me!"
Lin Qinshuang recognized that it was Boss Mu's voice. Seeing that he let go of her hand, Lin Qinshuang lowered her voice and asked, "Boss Mu, what are you doing?" What? Why did you break into my bedroom in the middle of the night? "
Through the dim moonlight, Lin Qinshuang could vaguely see the affection in the other's eyes, "My wife always comes into my dreams, and I really can't fall asleep, so I want to come and see my wife again."
Lin Qinshuang put her hand on her chest, trying to calm her pounding heart, "Boss Mu, do you know that I have a husband? You are really reckless to say that!" The words were not sharp, and Boss Mu even heard the lingering meaning of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.