Chapter 61 World III (12)
Xiao Yujing left the villa.
The door was open. Although it was not winter, Madam Luo felt a biting cold. Her mind was hazy and she kept repeating the two sentences that Xiao Yujing had just said.
The old lady's face was full of distress, and she called softly, "Madam..."
Madam Luo had just come to her senses and looked at the old nanny with her brows and eyes furrowed in a ball. A sour feeling welled up in her heart: "Mammy, Mr. Xiao would rather touch that young lady than get even a little closer to me."
The old nanny soothed the heartbroken Luo, a cold glint in her eyes. She had thought she was a skinny Yangzhou woman, using her beauty to please men, but now it seemed she had some skills. She recounted some of the past, reminiscent of the past, to comfort Luo.
"Mr. Xiao loves you, otherwise he wouldn't have saved you from slavery. You and Mr. Xiao had a childhood bond, a bond that that little lady named Bao Shan could never match."
Mrs. Luo looked gloomy: "But they have already had sex..."
The old nanny frowned and said: "I heard that the skinny girl from Yangzhou is very slender and is especially good in bed. Although Mr. Xiao is a cold person, he has never seen the skills of such a woman. It is not surprising that he was bewitched for a while.
Since my lady is quite afraid of Miss Baoshan, why not invite her here and see how capable she is?"
After hearing the old nanny's advice, Mrs. Luo gradually stopped crying and nodded in agreement to the old nanny's proposal. Mrs. Luo personally wrote a letter, inviting Baoshan to come to the mansion to meet her.
A few days after the letter was sent, it fell into oblivion, without any response at all.
Seeing that Madam Luo was a little panicked, the old nanny hurriedly sent someone to inquire, but found that the letter had already been delivered to Xiao Yujing's house. It was the doorman who took it personally and delivered it into the house.
The old nanny thought to herself: the letter was delivered long ago, but there was no reply yet. I'm afraid the letter didn't reach Baoshan, but fell into Wang's hands.
The old nanny told Mrs. Luo her guess, and Mrs. Luo frowned and said, "Since the mountain won't be mine, I will go to the mountain."
She is going to visit your house.
Wang put two fingers together, pinching a thin piece of paper, her eyes full of mockery.
Madam Luo thought she was someone of high status. She wanted people to come to her house to pay her a visit just because of a piece of paper.
Although the precious fan was of humble status, it was brought to the mansion by Wang Shi herself. How could she allow a concubine's daughter who was kept in another courtyard to use it at will?
Wang called Baoshan over and handed the letter to her.
Baoshan's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she silently recited the entire letter while her lips moved.
Every word and sentence reveals her pampering. In name, she "invites" Baoshan to meet her, but in reality, she looks down on him.
Wang's voice came from the top: "How is it?"
Bao Shan's brows knitted slightly, full of confusion: "I have only been in Lin'an City for a few days. I don't know how I might have offended someone, so they wrote a letter like this, asking me to meet them."
There wasn't even a signature on the rice paper. Although Baoshan had guessed from the words between the lines that the letter was written by the extremely favored concubine, she still looked confused and bewildered.
Her pretty face was filled with panic and helplessness, as if she was frightened by the unknown "invitation to a meeting" letter. She clenched her hands nervously, and tried to recall whether she had offended anyone unintentionally.
Seeing her frightened look, Wang softened her tone: "It's not your fault. This letter was written by Madam Luo. She -"
The disgust in Wang's tone was undisguised.
"She has always been so outspoken and unruly, and doesn't know the rules."
"I called you here today because I want to ask you something. Madam Luo wants to see you. What do you want?"
Baoshan lowered her eyes, her heart slightly moved. She really wanted to meet this Madam Luo.
After all, Wang's fear of her, coupled with Madam Luo's widespread reputation as a "favored" woman within the mansion, all made Baoshan curious. Only by meeting her could she truly understand herself and her opponent, and plan her next move. But Baoshan simply raised her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly. "I'll listen to you, Madam. But is this Madam Luo difficult to get along with?"
Her tone was gentle and there was a certain caution in her speech, which made people feel pity for her.
Wang naturally wanted Baoshan to meet Luo Niangzi, to reduce Luo Niangzi's prestige and embarrass her by making her act recklessly by relying on Xiao Yujing's favor.
Now the situation has changed, and it's time for Madam Luo to experience the feeling of being ignored.
Wang had her own plans in mind, but her plan was to use the treasured fan as a pawn, a tool in her fight with Lady Luo.
But Baoshan was completely unaware and still treated her as someone she could rely on. Wang Shi felt a little ashamed and her attitude towards Baoshan became gentler: "I hope you can go and see her."
Bao Shan's face was gentle and respectful: "I understand."
Wang Shi looked at her hair, which was piled high like clouds of precious fans, and felt empty. She winked at the maid beside her, "Why are you dressed so plainly? Didn't your husband give you anything as a reward that day?"
Bao Shan trembled slightly when she heard this, and said softly, "Xiao Lang is busy with official duties and won't care about these little things of a girl's family."
Wang Shi was more and more satisfied to see Bao Shan being so polite and knowing when to advance and retreat, and not taking the opportunity to complain about Xiao Yujing's neglect. She knew very well Xiao Yujing's temper. After being plotted against and becoming involved with Bao Shan, he must have been angry with Bao Shan, so how could he give her a reward?
“You are extremely elegant in plain clothes, but you can’t be too plain.
I remember there are a few pieces of jade with warm colors in the storeroom. They are unpretentious in appearance and all have elegant colors. I will take them to your room later and make some hairpins, rings, and pendants for you to wear.
Get some more cloth embroidered with snow willows and freesias, and make some clothes out of them."
Baoshan stood up, bent his waist, and thanked Wang.
Wang Shi saw that her waist was soft and seemed to be broken if bent even slightly. She also remembered that Luo Niang was a delicate woman. If the precious fan was used against her, she would inevitably be bullied. So she warned her, "Although Luo Niang is favored, she is only a concubine's daughter. If she dares to behave herself, you don't have to tolerate her."
Baoshan's eyes, as clear as spring water, trembled, and she responded softly.
Outside the mansion.
Madam Luo and the old nanny stood outside the door, facing the tightly closed vermilion door and the doorman with a solemn face standing outside the door. Neither of them was afraid.
In Lin'an City, any young lady who saw the mistress would be trembling with fear and cautious, for fear of angering the mistress and being unable to enter the main courtyard again.
But Madam Luo was not afraid, because she knew very well how Wang had entered the Xiao Mansion.
Moreover, Wang Shi had once acted in front of her and ended up in disgrace. Now, in her eyes, Wang Shi was nothing to be feared.
The doorman acted according to Wang's mood and naturally did not have much good feelings towards Madam Luo.
But he looked respectful and just told Madam Luo to wait outside the house.
The old nanny was not afraid that Wang would set rules for Madam Luo, so she deliberately made Madam Luo stay outside the mansion and wait patiently. She had many ways to deal with the situation in her mind.
But before the old nanny could figure out what method to use, the doorman pushed open the vermilion door and invited the two to come in.
When Wang saw Madam Luo again, she saw that she had no idea of the etiquette and both the master and the servant did not know how to greet each other. She was filled with impatience.
Madam Luo pretended not to notice the gloom on Wang's face and asked loudly where the precious fan had gone.
Wang ignored her and leisurely picked up the teacup on the table. The maid beside Wang said in a deep voice: "The young lady has come here. Madam Luo just needs to wait patiently."
Unable to bear Wang's cold treatment, Madam Luo groaned and, at the old nanny's signal, barely suppressed the anger in her heart.
The footsteps were getting closer. Madam Luo turned around and looked outside. The first thing she saw was the fluttering hem of her skirt, which swayed smoothly with the movement of her footsteps.
Under the skirt was a pair of embroidered shoes with dark green orchids, with small and soft toes facing the light-colored petals.
Madam Luo looked up and saw Baoshan's true face.
Just like the orchid on the embroidered shoes, it is quiet and lovely, yet too fragile to be worn.
Especially the slender and graceful waist, which is so thin that it can be held in one hand, and looks very pitiful.
Despite having such a delicate waist, Baoshan did not wear a light-colored belt.
Instead, brightly colored laces are used to add a touch of ambiguous beauty to the slender waist, making people unable to take their eyes off it, and their minds are completely focused on the willow-like waist.
Madam Luo's heart was beating like a drum, and her eyes became more and more obscure as she looked at the precious fan.
How could she be born like this?
Shouldn't this lowly Yangzhou skinny horse be a vulgar, playboy who only knows how to seduce others with his sex? How could he be like this...
Wang was extremely pleased with Madam Luo's momentary disappointment. She gracefully stepped down from the chair and said, "Baoshan, Madam Luo came to see you. I don't know why, but you must follow the rules and make her feel that her trip was worthwhile."
Baoshan responded softly.
The door closed, Baoshan looked at Mrs. Luo, carefully observing her face and memorizing it in his heart.
Nothing should be underestimated. All the clues and other small details should be kept in mind, and then carefully considered and connected, so as to deduce where Xiao Yujing's different attitudes towards Madam Luo come from.
In terms of scheming and tactics alone, Madam Luo cannot compare to the old nanny beside her.
Under the old nanny's harsh words, Xuezhi, who was following Baoshan, was ordered out, leaving only three people in the room.
The weak and powerless precious fan.
As well as the aggressive Madam Luo and the old nanny following beside her.
Immersed in decades of house disputes, the old lady knows how to break a person's mind.
Especially the fragile and delicate ones like the precious fan are the easiest to be bullied and abused.
She stood beside the precious fan, looking it up and down with a critical look, muttering to herself, "Your waist is too thin and too soft, you look boneless. Isn't there anyone in the mansion who raised you?"
Or is it that you are born with the appearance of a foxy woman, and no matter how you try to correct it, you can't change your vulgarity?"
Seeing Baoshan's body tremble, the old nanny was satisfied and thought to herself: She is really weak.
The old nanny looked at the stunned Luo Niang again, sighed in her heart, and tugged at Luo Niang's sleeve: "Madam, the precious fan is still waiting for your guidance."
Madam Luo came back to her senses and looked at Baoshan's porcelain-white face, anger burning in her heart: It was this pitiful face and this lovable body that made Xiao Yujing unable to stop.
She quickly walked up to the treasured fan and said angrily, "Is this how you seduced Mr. Xiao?"
Bao Shan raised her head softly, her eyes trembling slightly, tears welling up in her eyes, as if she was about to burst out in the next moment: "I did not seduce Xiao Lang..."
Her voice was soft and sweet, sounding like heavenly music to others. But to Lady Luo, it was like adding fuel to the fire. Thinking of how Bao Shan had used such a pitiful voice to cling to Xiao Yujing in bed, making him unable to let her go, Lady Luo was furious.
Xiao Lang, she is worthy!
Luo Niangzi stepped forward and grasped Bao Shan's chin with her palm. Her delicate face was in Luo Niangzi's hands. As long as she scratched it lightly, blood would seep out of her delicate face, and she would no longer have the capital to seduce people.
The guards outside the house had already been withdrawn at Madam Luo's request. Inside the house, the old nanny had already turned her eyes away and walked to the window, acting as a puppet who could not hear or see, and would not help Baoshan at all.
Mrs. Luo has had everything she wanted since she was a child. She has never suffered any grievances and has never hated anyone.
It's just because the people around her are not as good as her and flatter her, so she doesn't take them seriously, so how can she say she hates them?
Only the precious fan made her angry and disgusted.
Her clear eyes were already filled with panic and anxiety, and crystal tears slid down to the corners of her eyes.
Baoshan opened her soft lips and said softly, "Mrs. Luo is indeed as foolish as the rumors say, and—"
Those eyes filled with water looked at Mrs. Luo's face, and her tone was gentle.
“It’s unbearable to look at.”
Madam Luo's eyes opened wide, her face full of disbelief. Baoshan actually said that she was ugly, how dare she.
Filled with rage, Madam Luo used all her strength to push towards Baoshan's fragile body.
Her delicate body was pushed to the ground, her eyes full of helplessness.
The ground was cold, Baoshan's palms were pressed against the ground, and his body was trembling slightly because of the cold.
She was wearing a newly made dress with snow willows embellished on the chest and hem, which was an elegant sight.
But now he fell to the ground in a very miserable state, even the elegant snow willow was covered with dust.
The old nanny did not hear Baoshan's provocative words just now. When she heard the sound, she turned around and took a look. Seeing that Baoshan was being bullied, she turned her head back.
Mrs. Luo was furious and blurted out, "You're just putting on airs!"
The old nanny saw a figure outside the house and could vaguely see bamboo leaves on the brocade robe.
Amid the old nanny's exclamation, Madam Luo poured a cup of cold water all over Baoshan's body.
The door was pushed open, and Xiao Yujing stood with his back to the light. Although his face was not clear, the coldness on his body was even greater than before.
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