Feiluxuan.
Xue Panrou had just finished bathing and was now looking at her face in the mirror with heartache. She was originally considered bright and pretty, but after staying at the farm for these days without the food and clothing of the Xue Mansion, her complexion had become a little yellow.
At this moment, another face appeared in her vision through the bronze mirror.
The face was looking at her with a charming smile. The person had a beautiful head and eyebrows, and a delicate face. Anyone who saw him would be moved, which made Xue Panrou's face look even gloomier.
When she turned around, her face was a little annoyed. She glanced at the person in front of her and said unhappily, "Fu Rongxin? What are you looking for me for?"
Fu Ling's niece, Xue Zhiyi's cousin, and the little bitch who is in the same ol' same nest with the main wife - a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken, no one has good intentions.
But Fu Rongxin didn't seem to notice her displeasure. Without waiting for her to greet him, he sat down on his own. "I didn't see my cousin when I came to the Xue family this time. Rongxin felt that the Xue family was not as lively as before."
Silver charcoal was burning in the stove in the room, and warm air was rising. Fu Rongxin rubbed her slightly cold hands.
Xue Panrou glared at her. If her second brother hadn't told her to be obedient, she really wanted to slap Fu Rongxin.
Her second brother said that he had recently found a noble husband for her, more noble than Xue Hanshu's, but he forbade her to do so again, otherwise if she repeatedly ruined her reputation, it would be really difficult for her to get married in the future.
"Are you here just to gloat over my misfortune?" She sneered, "Even if I'm not very good, it's not your place as a little bitch from a merchant family to have any say in my affairs."
Fu Rongxin remained calm and continued to smile slightly, "My cousin, you're being overly concerned. It's just that my cousin Ruoyu is pregnant, and I can't bother her since I'm sick. Zhiyi hasn't been paying much attention to me lately, and Hanshu is married. I've been bored for days, so I just wanted to come and talk to you."
"Even Xue Zhiyi, who shares your same aversion, ignores you. Do you think I'd entertain you? If you're bored, go back to your home in Linzhou."
Xue Panrou glanced at Fu Rongxin with great disdain: "You are so sick, but you are afraid of passing it on to Xue Ruoyu, but not to me. You are doing this on purpose!"
Fu Rongxin secretly gritted her teeth...When she becomes the queen, she will make sure Xue Panrou dies before Fu Jiamin!
After enduring it again and again, she adjusted her mood and changed the subject: "My cousin seems to be very afraid of the cold. She started burning charcoal so early."
Perhaps she really had nothing to do, so Xue Panrou did not order them to leave. She stood up, hung her hand over the copper wire fire basket of the charcoal basin, and warmed her hand.
"With a background like mine, my body is naturally more delicate, and I can't compare to you who come from a merchant family."
Talking with Xue Panrou, Fu Rongxin felt exhausted both physically and mentally. She sighed calmly, yet revealed a hint of concern: "It's getting chilly in autumn these days, cousin, you should take good care of yourself."
After that, he said to Linglong, "Linglong, the window is still open. Don't let your cousin get cold. Close it."
Xue Panrou tutted her words, "What do you mean by 'close'? Fu Rongxin, are you stupid? There's charcoal burning in the room, and you have someone close the window? Are you trying to poison me?"
Second brother always says she is stupid. She really should let him see that Fu Rongxin is the one who is stupid from birth. She doesn’t even know this!
Fu Rongxin looked ashamed and hurriedly apologized to Xue Panrou: "Rongxin didn't mean it. Cousin, you know it. Linzhou is warm and charcoal is not often burned. Rongxin was careless for a moment. Don't be angry, cousin."
After saying this, whether intentionally or not, she said, "Fortunately, all the charcoal in the mansion was provided to Cousin Ruoyu first, so I couldn't get any charcoal. Otherwise, with my limited knowledge, I would have been suffocated to death by the charcoal fumes without even knowing it."
"What?" Xue Panrou quickly grasped the key point: "Are you saying that there is no charcoal left in the mansion?!"
Then he asked Linglong, "Where did we get all this charcoal?"
Linglong simply replied, "Miss, these silver charcoal are leftovers from last year's storage at Feiluxuan."
Fu Rongxin smiled awkwardly, "After all, it's not the season for distributing charcoal yet. If there's any left in the warehouse, cousin can get some if she wants. But since cousin Ruoyu is pregnant this year, all the charcoal will naturally be given to her Wanxiangtang first."
"Why?! Just because she's pregnant, everyone else is not a human being, right?" As expected, Xue Panrou flew into a rage after learning about this.
Fu Rongxin suppressed her inner joy and took Xue Panrou's hand with a rather understanding look, saying, "After all, this is my aunt and uncle's first grandchild. Cousin Ruoyu has worked so hard to have this child, so naturally they cherish him very much. Even the main room of Wanxiang Hall is heated with charcoal fire day and night."
Xue Panrou was furious and pushed Fu Rongxin away. "You still say you're not here to disgust me! You're from their family, so don't try to be nice to me. Get out! Get out!"
Fu Rongxin staggered after being pushed, and wanted to say a few polite words, but was pushed out by Xue Panrou.
After driving the people away, Xue Panrou was still not satisfied, so she slammed the table and scolded Fu Ling again.
She sat down only after cursing enough. Before the heaving of her chest had subsided, she suddenly had an idea.
Looking at the charcoal basin, she murmured, "Yes..."
…
The next afternoon.
Jiangxuexuan.
The maple tree above the small pond in the yard has lost all its leaves, leaving only a dry fork swaying in the bleak autumn wind.
Qiuyun came back at this time.
These days, because of Xue Zhiyi's instructions, she has been staying in Wanxiang Hall. She came back at this time, and she must have something to report.
As expected, she took out a cloak and put it on Xue Zhiyi's shoulders: "Miss, you are standing in the wind, don't catch a cold."
As she was lacing up her cloak, she whispered to Xue Zhiyi, "Miss, Jinju, the maid at Wanxiang Hall, is making unusual moves."
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