Chapter 137 World 6 (9)
The intricate patterns on the hem of her skirt swayed gracefully as Qin Fu moved with her steps. The maidservant following behind Qin Fu glanced up at her expression, then understood and did not enter the room. Bao Shan's slender figure could be vaguely seen beneath layers of rose-red tulle.
Qin Fu stretched out her bare hands and gently lifted the rose-red gauze. The steaming hot air, mixed with the elegant fragrance of flowers, rushed towards her face. Qin Fu's expression did not change as she walked to the treasure fan.
Bao Shan had already turned around, and a series of noises could be heard from the narrow tub. Bao Shan's heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyes, fearing that Qin Fu would notice anything unusual about her. The petals floating in the clear water obscured Bao Shan's fair skin. Seeing this, she felt a little relieved and called out weakly, "Eldest Sister."
Qin Fu lowered her brows to look at her. From the hot water, Bao Shan's jade-white skin was tinged with a faint pink, like a juicy peach hanging from a branch. It was so tempting, she wanted only to open her mouth and bite that smooth, delicate shoulder. Qin Fu softly responded, perhaps because the fresh, pleasant fragrance of flowers in the room softened her frown.
"You left the house."
Her tone was firm and tolerant of arguments.
Baoshan said timidly, "Yes."
Before Qin Fu could continue asking, Bao Shan frowned and whispered, "The flowers in the suburbs are blooming beautifully. I forgot the time and came back late. Big sister, I will never do that again."
Looking at Baoshan's rosy cheeks and watery eyes, Qin Fu vaguely remembered Baoshan's age, which was the age of playfulness and liveliness, but with a timid nature.
If Baoshan was a legitimate daughter, so lovable, her mother would definitely find a good family for her. Her status didn't have to be too high, but it would be best if she could be easily controlled by the Qin family. Then, when Baoshan was married to them, her husband would definitely pamper her and not dare to neglect her.
But Baoshan is a concubine's daughter, and her biological mother is a concubine who is not worthy of being in public. With such an identity, there is probably no good place for her to go.
Thinking back, Qin Fu said solemnly: "It would be better if you stay in the mansion more and be more quiet."
Bao Shan said yes obediently, looking up at Qin Fu with a pair of watery eyes: "I will listen to my elder sister."
Seeing Bao Shan being so well-behaved, Qin Fu's heart moved a little, and he intended to tell Bao Shan about his plan.
Qin Fu believed that Bao Shan would definitely remember it and abide by her duty, given her gentle and obedient nature. Otherwise—
Men are often good at sweet talk, and given Baoshan's weak and gullible nature, she might be easily deceived by others.
Qin Fu said calmly, "Father and mother have their own plans for your marriage."
Hearing this, Baoshan's cheeks flushed with shame. She lowered her head timidly, not looking into Qin Fu's eyes, but only looking down at the petals floating in the clear water.
Qin Fu continued, "After my marriage is settled, you will marry with me. I will be my wife and you will be my concubine. I am not someone who cannot tolerate concubines, but I am not so kind as to accept any concubine.
After you marry in, your food, clothing, and other necessities will be no different from those of a concubine. But—"
Qin Fu paused for a moment. Looking at Bao Shan's pale face and pitiful trembling body, she continued speaking.
"You have to fight for your life too. Hold our husbands in your hands. Even if he wants to be lustful, he won't have the strength to do anything."
There was a tiny gap between the petals. The clear water reflected the shaky body of the treasure fan. Qin Fu couldn't bear to see her look so useless, so she reached out and lifted the treasure fan's chin, forcing her to look directly at him.
Qin Fuxin thought that Baoshan was weak in nature and would allow others to bully her without knowing how to resist.
But she was different. After they got married and she gave birth to a legitimate son, she asked Baoshan to use all means to keep her husband firmly in her hands.
Qin Fu was not worried that Bao Shan was not scheming enough, as she had her to rely on.
No matter how much other women thought about it, they had no choice but to stay in the backyard.
Bao Shan's thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered, "But, my husband is my eldest sister's husband, how can I be involved with him?"
Seeing the treasured fan wasn't because she was unwilling, but because she was thinking about herself, Qin Fu's tense brows relaxed slightly, and her tone softened a lot: "I am the legal wife, and the master of the harem. And you, should be the favored concubine."
A gentle place that your future husband will love and dream about.
Bao Shan said softly, "I believe in you, elder sister. I'm just worried that I might not do it well and cause trouble for you..."
The soft black hair falls on the fragile neck.
Because it is moistened by clear water and attached to the delicate and fair skin, purity and desire are intertwined, and purity and charm are integrated into one.
Qin Fu raised her hand, her slightly cool fingers brushed across Bao Shan's cheek, and she tucked the strand of hair behind her ear.
"You don't have to do anything, just listen."
With such a beautiful color, you can achieve success with a little teaching.
After Qin Fu left, Bao Shan no longer had the heart to bathe. She stepped out of the tub and wrapped her exquisitely shaped body with a soft cotton towel.
Baoshan lowered his eyes and looked at himself in the clear water, his whole body was wet.
Bao Shan stretched out her jade fingers and slightly lifted the cotton handkerchief on her body, revealing the blue and red marks. Her delicate face was reflected in the shimmering water.
"If my elder sister knew that I had lost my innocence, she would be furious."
"Prince Lu, taking away someone else's innocence while being unwilling to pay the price for it is truly ungentlemanly."
Duke Lu paced back and forth in front of the house, but he couldn't make up his mind to knock on the door.
Duke Lu was a man of high moral character and immense power, fearing no one except his only legitimate son, Lu Wenhe. After his eldest son's death, Duke Lu had brought Lu Wenhe back to his home. Seeing Lu Wenhe's respectful demeanor and his refined demeanor, a true example of a distinguished scholar, Duke Lu naturally felt proud.
But every time he saw Lu Wenhe's elegant and polite face, Duke Lu would always think of another childish, thin and pitiful face when he was a child.
Duke Lu stopped and thought to himself that he was crazy: Lu Wenhe was less than four years old when he left the Duke's Mansion, what could he remember.
Besides, he welcomed Lu Wenhe back to the Duke's Mansion and gave him a life of luxury, so how could he be unfair to him?
Moreover, Lu Wenhe is the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion. As an elder, how could he be afraid?
Duke Lu raised his hand to knock on the door.
The door opened, and Lu Wenhe saw Duke Lu and called out, "Father."
Duke Lu cleared his throat twice and explained his purpose: "You are now of marriageable age. Building a family and a career are both essential. Are there any noble ladies in this city that you are interested in?"
There are many banquets at the Duke's Mansion, and this is also to use the name of the banquet to meet the noble lady.
Hearing this, Lu Wenhe's mind flashed with a large area of snow-white and smooth skin, which was dizzying.
The gentle and soft crying sound seemed to echo in his ears, making Lu Wenhe's eartips numb and soft.
He raised his eyes, his dark pupils like the calm surface of the sea.
Lu Wenhe's voice was steady: "No."
Baoshan was not the woman he liked, she was just his object.
Duke Lu sighed softly, handed a roll of names to Lu Wenhe, and instructed him, "If you find a lady you like, come and propose marriage to her as soon as possible."
Lu Wenhe flipped through the list, his fingers gently moving over the names of those noble ladies. When he saw "Qin's daughter", his expression paused slightly.
Duke Lu immediately understood what was happening and chuckled softly, saying, "The Qin family's legitimate daughter is dignified and polite, and would make a wonderful wife. Furthermore, I've heard that the Qin family intends to follow the example of Ehuang and Nvying, marrying both their legitimate and concubine daughters to the same husband.
If you marry the Qin family girl, you can also get another beautiful concubine."
Thinking of the timid Bao Shan who followed Qin Fu like a maid at the Spring Outing Banquet, Lu Wenhe's eyes moved slightly. He was about to refuse, but suddenly changed his words and said, "Since that's the case, let's take a closer look."
During this dynasty, the separation between men and women was not very strict. Blind marriages and mute marriages still existed. However, before a man and a woman were to marry, they could meet each other under the pretext of seeing each other.
If both parties are willing, they can go with the flow and accomplish something great.
If one party is unwilling and has not yet made the engagement, they can find a reason to cancel the marriage.
Lu Wenhe's words meant that he agreed to the man and woman seeing each other.
Duke Lu repeatedly said yes, saying that Qin Fu had a very good reputation, which had attracted the attention of his stone-hearted son.
"Your mother will personally handle this matter. She will ensure that you and the Qin family's legitimate daughter meet each other soon."
Lu Wenhe pointed his finger at Baoshan's name. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a lazy voice, seemingly casually, "Since two women are marrying husbands, how can we just look at Ehuang?"
Duke Lu was slightly stunned, thinking that what Lu Wenhe said was a bit strange, but when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it did make sense.
Since the Qin family's legitimate daughter and illegitimate daughter are married together, the two daughters need to be seen together.
"It's as you say."
Lu Wenhe walked away. In the corner, three or five servants, with nothing to do, gathered in a quiet place.
The warm sunlight splashed on people, making the servants feel even more tired.
When their minds were tired, the servants wanted to find some fun.
I don't know who started it, but they were all talking about their lovers with great joy and saliva flying.
Even what happened on the bed was described in detail without hiding anything.
If others heard such explicit words, they would definitely blush and run away with their faces covered.
The servant was speaking with a flushed face when he caught a glimpse of the corner of a gorgeous robe out of the corner of his eye.
He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and knelt on the ground with his mouth half open.
"My Lord!"
Lu Wenhe frowned and ignored the servants who were trembling like sieves. He pursed his thin lips and thought to himself: It turns out that posture... can make a woman pregnant very easily.
Is it the same inside the treasure fan?
Lu Wenhe's expression grew even colder as he pondered this. Pregnant with his child, yet she was actually going to follow the example of Ehuang and Nvying and marry someone else—truly audacious. A hint of a sneer slipped through his thin lips. The already agitated servants' faces grew even more apprehensive.
Lu Wenhe gently stroked the jade pendant with a coiled dragon and pearls on his waist, thinking: When he fell into the water, he saved Baoshan, but Baoshan did not come to find him.
Now, he wanted Baoshan to prove her innocence, but Baoshan refused to come looking for him.
Lu Wenhe's thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people. If the treasure fan is as he wishes, she will come to the Duke's Mansion and beg Lu Wenhe to give her a status.
Or maybe, because she gave Qingbao to Lu Wenhe, Baoshan began to want to control her and force Lu Wenhe to bring her into the mansion as his wife.
Otherwise, Lu Wenhe's reputation will be ruined and his hypocritical face will be exposed.
By then, Lu Wenhe would feel bored. Although the icy skin and jade bones were fascinating, but——
It is only worthy of being collected, not worth being cared for.
Lu Wenhe decided that when the treasure fan arrived, he would appreciate the panic-stricken and pitiful look on her face.
He raised his eyes, looked at the trembling servants, and said calmly: "Go and accept your punishment."
Embroidery workshop.
Miss Yin blushed as she walked to Xie Guan and showed him the fabric she had chosen.
Snow green, lotus root white...
Xie Guan was absent-minded and nodded perfunctorily. He threw a heavy purse into the shopkeeper's hand and said loudly, "I want them all."
Miss Yin's face turned redder and she thought she had found a good husband.
Thinking of the shopkeeper's words just now, Miss Yin said softly, "This embroiderer's craftsmanship is excellent, especially in making wedding dresses."
The phoenix on the wedding gown spreads its wings, embroidered with lifelike precision. The melons and melons on the wedding quilt symbolize fertility and prosperity. It's said that wedding quilts embroidered by this embroiderer often represent loving couples with many children.
Seeing Xie Guan nod, Miss Yin asked the store to take out the ready-made wedding dress.
What meets the eye is a sky full of crimson, with threads connecting each other.
Miss Yin was naturally delighted by such an exquisitely embroidered wedding dress, but Xie Guan, standing by, was slightly troubled.
He thought of the precious fan.
Such a wedding dress, worn by Baoshan, must be extremely beautiful, enough to captivate all the men in the world.
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