After lunch, guests began to arrive.
Xue Zhentong, Xue Tingsheng, and Xue Tingsheng and his son had to go to entertain their colleagues in the court, and Fu Ling was also busy preparing a banquet to accompany the ladies.
According to the rules, the young ladies from each family were accompanied by Xue Zhiyi.
She grew up in an official family in Huajing, and she had arranged countless such social events. As a lady in Huajing, she was influenced by this from a young age and was naturally familiar with the household affairs. She had arranged everything in advance a few days ago.
From small things like venue layout and snacks and tea to big things like guest lists and seating order, Xue Zhiyi has already mastered it.
There are many sweet osmanthus flowers planted in the garden of Xue Mansion. They are now in full bloom and the fragrance is overflowing. For this banquet, Fu Ling also specially ordered dozens of pots of chrysanthemums from the flower shop. They are of various colors and are beautiful.
In the middle of the Xue Mansion's garden is an octagonal pavilion, which is spacious and can easily seat more than 30 people.
Xue Zhiyi chose to hold a banquet here surrounded by flowers.
The Fu sisters were born into a merchant family and rarely had the opportunity to sit at the same table and talk with ladies from official families. They cherished this opportunity very much and sat down in the octagonal pavilion with Xue Zhiyi early in the morning.
Xue Ruoyu originally wanted to go with Fu Ling, but Xue Zhiyi begged her to stay in the octagonal pavilion. She was very happy with Xue Zhiyi's initiative to get close to her, so she agreed.
The first few people who arrived were familiar with Xue Zhiyi, so they didn't hesitate and got together to play mahjong before everyone else arrived.
only.
Xue Zhiyi didn't see Fu Rongxin, so he asked, "Where's cousin Rongxin?"
Fu Jiahui replied, "She said she went to add makeup to her cousin Hanshu."
Xue Hanshu usually had some good friends among the ladies. Before coming to the Octagonal Pavilion, these people would go to Qingluzhai to talk to her and give her some gifts as additions to her dowry.
Hearing this, Fu Jiamin fiddled with the leaf cards without even looking up: "She really loves to do this kind of pretentious thing, as if everyone is very close to her."
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Light Green House.
In the bronze mirror, the little face with smooth lines had unknowingly become sunken in the cheeks. I don’t know how much powder she had to use to barely cover the dark circles under her eyes.
The carefully drawn eyebrows and the bright red lips make the makeup look even paler.
She stared blankly at the face in the mirror. Although the corners of her mouth were raised, they were as stiff as a clay puppet, as if she was wearing a mask.
Under the red candle, one look at her was like looking at a female Shura ghost, and one couldn't help but get goosebumps.
When Fu Rongxin saw her, she was almost frightened and took a few steps back. After taking a deep breath, she dared to call out, "Han Shu...cousin?"
Hearing the voice, Xue Hanshu turned around, looked at her with those dead eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's my cousin, come and sit down."
In broad daylight, Fu Rongxin felt a chill down his spine as if he had been beheaded.
"Sister Hanshu." She endured the discomfort and sat down on the round stool next to Xue Hanshu. She took out a emerald green glutinous jade ring from her sleeve and said, "This is a small gift from me. I hope you and your wife will live in harmony and have many children."
The moment Xue Hanshu reached out to take it, Fu Rongxin felt that her hand was also terribly cold. At the same time, amidst the scent of powder, there was also a faint, indescribable smell...
Like something... rotting.
"Is my sister sick?" Fu Rongxin couldn't help but ask her.
Xue Hanshu seemed frightened by something, her eyelashes trembled immediately, and she shook her head quickly, causing the hairpins on her phoenix crown to rustle a few times: "No..."
After saying that, he looked at Fu Rongxin anxiously: "Sister Rongxin, do I look sick?"
Even though Fu Rong's heart had died once, Xue Hanshu's behavior still made her feel uneasy. She quickly denied it: "No... My sister is the most beautiful bride today."
After hearing Fu Rongxin's answer, Xue Hanshu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Xue Hanshu so exhausted, Fu Rongxin couldn't help but feel suspicious.
She came to visit Xue Hanshu specifically to find out whether it was a coincidence or some unexpected event that made everything different from her previous life.
Now it seems that something really big has happened in the Xue Mansion.
Testing her, Fu Rongxin asked her, "Sister Hanshu, why didn't Zhiyi come to see you off?"
"Xue Zhiyi..." Xue Hanshu called out hesitantly, then couldn't help but sneered sarcastically, "Sister Rongxin once told me that Third Sister is soft-hearted and a legitimate daughter. As long as I make friends with her, she will definitely not ignore me. As long as I can control her, my life will not be too difficult..."
Whether in the past life or this life, Fu Rongxin couldn't stand the fact that Xue Zhiyi, who had taken over her identity, lived such a smooth life.
That idiot was stupid and gullible, so she instructed Xue Hanshu, a scheming little bitch, to make her life more difficult.
As Xue Hanshu spoke, her eyes gradually turned red, and her face finally showed a bit of life: "They are all unreliable... none of them are reliable!"
Xue Hanshu gnashed her teeth, but didn't dare to speak too loudly. Her hands fiercely tore at the handkerchief, and she smiled foolishly: "In the end, I still have to rely on myself! I still have to fight for all this by myself! I don't regret it! I will never regret it!"
Fu Rongxin stared at her in amazement, and quickly grabbed Xue Hanshu's hand: "Hanshu, tell your cousin what happened?"
But Xue Hanshu seemed to hear nothing, and just kept repeating in a low voice: "I don't regret it... I don't regret it..."
After being reborn, the Xue family inexplicably had a madman. What on earth is going on...
Fu Rongxin almost couldn't help but slap herself: Did she really go back to the past, or was this all just her hysteria? Why is everything different from her previous life!?
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