Chapter 13 Moving to a New Home
The next day's morning light penetrated the tattered window paper of Feiyan Pavilion.
Xiao Cui has two big dark circles under her eyes.
She brought a basin of hot water at just the right temperature.
Ling Zixia washed her face with clean water.
There was no sign of staying up late on her face.
Last night's thrilling events seemed like just a dream.
The voice of housekeeper Zhang De rang out outside the courtyard gate.
His tone was three times more respectful than last night.
"Miss Ling, I'm here on the orders of the Master to help you move into your new home."
Behind Zhang De followed four strong and sturdy maids.
Their faces were filled with humility and curiosity.
The news has spread throughout the servant circle of the prime minister's mansion.
The daughter of a guilty minister who entered the palace through the side door.
It only took one night.
She moved from the most remote Feiyan Pavilion to Jingsiyuan, which was right under the young master's nose.
This is simply a great blessing.
Ling Zixia walked out slowly.
She was still wearing the old, ill-fitting dress.
The whole person still looks so cowardly and weak.
"Thank you, Butler Zhang."
Her voice was very soft.
Zhang De bowed quickly.
"I don't deserve it. This is all my responsibility."
He moved aside to get out of the way.
"Miss, please follow me."
The maids walked into the simple house.
They were preparing to carry the luggage for their new master.
However, they soon came out looking at each other.
The room was empty.
There was hardly anything that belonged to her.
There was only a small rosewood box that had been wiped clean.
That was Ling Zixia's only luggage.
Inside were a few relics left by her mother.
Xiao Cui walked forward.
She carefully held the wooden box in her arms.
Her movements were filled with awe.
It seemed as if it contained some rare treasure.
Ling Zixia nodded slightly at Zhang De.
The group left the deserted courtyard in silence.
To get from Feiyan Pavilion to Jingsi Courtyard, one needs to pass through half of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Along the way you will pass several gardens and corridors.
There were already quite a few servants walking around in the prime minister's residence in the early morning.
They saw this small team.
They all stopped.
He cast an inquiring look at Ling Zixia.
Their eyes were filled with a variety of complex emotions.
There is envy.
There is jealousy.
There was also undisguised contempt.
Ling Zixia turned a blind eye to this.
Her eyes were always fixed on the bluestone road beneath her feet.
Just as they were about to pass through a garden full of wintersweets.
A pretty figure with two maids.
Blocking their way head on.
The person who came was Liu Yunyao from Tingyuxuan.
Liu Yunyao wore a gorgeous brocade cloak today.
The edge of the cloak was trimmed with a circle of snow-white fox fur.
It makes her beautiful face even more charming.
"Hey, isn't this Sister Ling?"
Liu Yunyao's voice was like a knife tempered with honey.
"Where are you going so early in the morning?"
Her eyes swept over Ling Zixia.
Finally, it fell on the wooden box in Xiao Cui's arms.
His eyes were full of disdain.
Zhang De hurriedly stepped forward.
He bowed to Liu Yunyao.
"In reply to Miss Yunyao, the Master has ordered Miss Ling to move to Jingsi Courtyard."
"Jingsiyuan?"
Liu Yunyao raised her voice in pretended surprise.
"Isn't that the courtyard closest to the young master's study?"
"It seems that the young master really loves his sister."
Her words sounded like congratulations.
Every word was tinged with sour irony.
The servants watching the excitement around began to whisper to each other.
Everyone knows that Liu Yunyao is the young master's most favored concubine.
Now the new Miss Ling has shared her favor as soon as she arrived.
Now it's time to watch something interesting.
Ling Zixia timidly bowed to Liu Yunyao.
"Meet Sister Yunniang."
She didn't give any unnecessary explanation.
Liu Yunyao covered her lips and smiled.
Chun'er, the maid beside her, immediately understood.
Chun'er came up holding a white jade porcelain cup.
"Miss Ling, our master heard that you are weak and afraid of the cold."
Chun'er had a hypocritical smile on her face.
"I specially stewed a bowl of snow clam and lotus seed soup for you to nourish your body."
She handed over the white jade porcelain cup.
The porcelain bowl contains crystal clear soup.
It emits a sweet fragrance.
There is no poison in this bowl of soup.
It's just a bowl of ordinary, precious tonic.
Liu Yunyao’s purpose.
It wasn't poisoning at all.
But humiliation.
She wanted to do it in front of all the servants.
In this way of giving alms.
To demonstrate one's status.
Come tell everyone.
Even if Ling Zixia moved into Jingsiyuan.
He is still a humble being who needs to rely on her.
"Thank you for your kindness, sister."
Ling Zixia said softly.
"It's just that I have to go to Jingsi Temple now, so it's inconvenient..."
"Hey, what are you talking about, sister?"
Liu Yunyao interrupted her immediately.
She came forward affectionately.
Grabbed Ling Zixia's wrist.
She is very strong.
His nails almost dug into Ling Zixia's flesh.
"How can I refuse your kindness?"
"Come, I'll feed you."
She said.
He took the porcelain cup from Chun'er.
She scooped up a spoonful of boiling soup.
He pretended to put it into Ling Zixia's mouth.
The servants around held their breath.
Butler Zhang was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.
If this gets to the young master's ears.
He can forget about being a housekeeper.
Just as Liu Yunyao's hand was about to touch Ling Zixia's lips.
Ling Zixia's body suddenly shook "weakly".
She seemed to be unsteady.
He fell towards Xiao Cui who was holding the wooden box.
The porcelain cup in Liu Yunyao's hand also tilted because of this action.
A whole bowl of piping hot snow frog and lotus seed soup.
impartial.
All of it was poured onto the rosewood box in Xiao Cui's arms.
"ah!"
Xiao Cui let out a cry of surprise.
She subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But it was too late.
Everyone thought that the wooden box, which looked quite old, was in trouble.
This precious soup is made with a lot of sugar and gelatin.
Once it is spilled on wood.
It will leave a sticky stain that will never come out.
A hint of satisfaction flashed in Liu Yunyao's eyes.
This was exactly what she wanted.
Destroy the thing this bitch holds most dear.
It hurt her more than any humiliation.
However.
Just before the boiling hot soup was about to touch the surface of the wooden box.
Ling Zixia's wrist was grabbed by Liu Yunyao.
At an extremely hidden angle.
I gently touched the splashing soup with my fingertips.
An invisible force instantly merged into the bowl of soup.
Snow frog and lotus seed soup is originally a nourishing and mild soup.
Its nature was completely reversed in a fraction of a second.
All the nourishing ingredients are converted into a highly corrosive acid.
“Sizzle——”
There was an extremely slight sound, like boiling oil entering water.
The sound was very small.
But everyone present could hear it clearly.
Everyone was stunned.
Because the expected scene of the wooden box being dirty did not occur.
The bowl of soup spilled on the wooden box.
It was as if they were separated by an invisible barrier.
They rolled down the surface of the wooden box.
No trace was left.
instead.
The boiling hot liquid was at the moment it touched the bluestone slabs on the ground.
There were actually wisps of faint green smoke rising.
The hard surface of bluestone.
The place where the soup flows.
Leaving behind clear, corroded white marks.
This...what is going on?
Everyone's mind is filled with huge question marks.
That bowl of snow frog and lotus seed soup.
How could it be like the highly toxic aqua regia?
The smug smile on Liu Yunyao's face completely froze.
She couldn't believe her eyes.
She looked at the intact wooden box.
He looked at the shocking signs of corrosion on the ground again.
A chill ran down her spine.
"You...you witch!"
She screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
She shook off Ling Zixia's wrist.
He pointed at her and shouted.
"What kind of magic did you use?"
Ling Zixia's face was full of fear and innocence.
Her eyes quickly filled with tears.
"I...I don't know..."
"It's sister...it's sister, your hand slipped..."
Liu Yunyao was so angry that she was shaking all over.
She lost all her sanity.
She stretched out her hand.
He was about to slap Ling Zixia's pretty face.
She wanted to tear apart this face that made her jealous.
However.
Her palm just raised.
It suddenly stopped in mid-air.
She let out a scream even more shrill than before.
"Ah—my hand!"
Everyone looked on in horror.
All I saw was Liu Yunyao's slender hand, which was well-maintained and painted with bright red nail polish.
At this moment, it is at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Becomes red and swollen.
A few drops of soup accidentally splashed onto the back of her hand.
On her skin.
It corroded into tiny, bleeding wounds.
That intense pain.
It made her feel like her hands were being burned on charcoal.
Chun'er and another maid were frightened out of their wits.
They surrounded him in a panic.
The atmosphere in the garden suddenly fell into chaos and panic.
Just then.
A cold and majestic voice.
Like the ice above the nine heavens.
It came from behind the Moon Gate not far away.
There was unmistakable anger in that voice.
"What are you all doing here?!"
"How shameful!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.
All I saw was Li Ruolan, the mistress of the prime minister's mansion.
She was accompanied by a group of maids.
He stood there with a gloomy face.
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