Chapter 16, Stunning
Main courtyard.
Pingtong waited silently outside the left wing door.
A quarter of an hour passed, two quarters of an hour passed. Half an hour passed!
Seeing that Daohua still hadn't called her in, Pingtong felt a little anxious: "Why hasn't the eldest lady finished washing yet?"
At this time, a maidservant dressed similarly to Pingtong came over with a smile: "Sister Pingtong, Madam is worried about her and asked me to come and see the young lady. How is she? Has she finished washing up?"
Seeing the person coming, Ping Tong smiled bitterly, then shook her head and said, "Ping Xiao, you've come just in time. Help me listen, is there any movement in the room?"
After saying that, Ping Tong pushed Ping Xiao towards the door.
Ping Xiao was somewhat helpless: "Sister Ping Tong, what are you doing?"
Ping Tong: "The eldest girl said she wanted to take a shower, so I came out, but now half an hour has passed and there is no movement in the room."
"Ah?" Ping Xiao was startled. Without Ping Tong pushing, he leaned against the door. After listening for a while, he frowned and looked at Ping Tong: "There is really no sound in the room. Nothing will happen, right?"
Hearing this, Pingtong no longer cared about the rules, pushed open the door and ran in quickly.
Ping Xiao also hurriedly followed in.
They were the head maids around Madam Li, and they knew very well how much Madam Li valued the eldest daughter.
If something really happened to the eldest girl, she might be fine, but Pingtong, who was assigned to serve the eldest girl, would probably be in trouble.
Pingtong ran into the room and rushed straight to the bathroom. When she saw Daohua sleeping on the edge of the bathtub, a glimmer of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then she just stood there blankly.
Ping Xiao followed her and was about to say something when he saw her like this, but when he glanced at her, he saw the rice flowers in the bathtub and swallowed the words back.
Both of them held their breath involuntarily, for fear of waking up the person in the bathtub.
Who would have thought that the sloppy little beggar would have such a god-like face.
After a while, Ping Xiao finally came back to his senses from his amazement. "I used to think Third Miss Yishuang was already pretty enough, but now compared to the eldest lady, I'm afraid she's only fit to be a maid."
At this time, Ping Tong also came back to her senses. After hearing Ping Xiao's words, she showed her agreement, but quickly said, "You can't say that again. The person from Shuangxinyuan is not someone you can easily mess with."
Ping Xiao snorted coldly: "Isn't Aunt Lin just relying on her beauty and being a few years younger than our wife? No matter how much the master dotes on her, she is still just a concubine."
Ping Tong shook her head: "You, be more careful with your words in the future. She will act weak and act like a spoiled child. If you fall into her hands, you will suffer."
Ping Xiao curled his lips, somewhat unconvinced, but ultimately did not say anything else.
"Big girl, you're awake!"
Ping Tong wanted to persuade Ping Xiao, but at this moment, she met a pair of clear and bright black eyes.
Daohua leaned back in the bathtub, glanced at Pingxiao first, and then nodded to Pingtong.
She was not fast asleep, but her head was a little dizzy from soaking in the warm water.
After traveling for such a long time, she was indeed tired, so she simply closed her eyes and rested.
She heard what both of them said. It seemed that Concubine Lin was very favored. It seemed that her future life would be very exciting.
"Go get some more hot water. I want to wash it again."
A quarter of an hour later, Daohua walked out of the bathtub wrapped in a bath towel.
"The young lady's skin is so good." Ping Xiao said with envy as he looked at her skin as white as rice flower and mutton fat jade.
Rice flower smiled and looked very happy.
No woman doesn't like to have a good skin, and she is no exception.
Ping Tong came over with several sets of dresses and placed them on the bed. "Miss, these are the clothes that Madam prepared for you. Since she didn't know your size, she made a few sets based on the figure of the second young lady, who is about your size. Then she made a few more sets based on these, enlarging and reducing them. Try them on and see which one fits you best."
Looking at the clothes spread all over the bed, Daohua's lips curled up: "Mom, you are so thoughtful."
When she saw her at the gate of the county government office, she hugged her in her arms without any disgust. She could feel that this mother really loved her.
Pingtong and Pingxiao spread out their dresses one by one so that Daohua could choose better.
Daohua assessed her figure and chose an outfit: "Let's go with the light green skirt."
Ping Tong brought over the chosen skirt and said with a smile, "Madam said that the eldest girl was born when the rice flowers were in full bloom. In their letters, she often mentioned that she loved playing among the rice paddies. So she guessed that the girl liked the color green, so most of the clothes she prepared were green."
Hearing this, Daohua felt a little warm in her heart: "Two sisters, tell me about my mother. Tell me what she usually does, what she likes, and what she doesn't like."
"Madam is usually very busy, taking care of everything in the backyard, managing the chores, and entertaining people."
The two maids helped Daohua dress while talking about Madam Li's daily life.
"Miss, you not only have beautiful skin, but also beautiful hair." Ping Tong wiped Daohua's hair with a handkerchief and said with a smile, "Wait a minute, I will comb your hair into a bun."
When Daohua heard this, she immediately asked, "Can it be simpler? For example, just put your hair in a bun on top of your head." The bun looked too complicated.
Ping Tong disagreed: "Miss, only men would put all their hair up on top of their heads. We women don't wear buns like that."
Daohua then asked, "Do other girls in the county also wear such complicated buns?"
Pingtong nodded.
Seeing this, Daohua fell silent and said no more.
Ping Tong smiled and said, "Don't worry, my dear lady. I have good skills and will make sure to dress you up beautifully."
Daohuaxin said that she was not worried about her craftsmanship, but she was worried that with a lady's bun on, she would not dare to take big steps when walking in the future.
Half an hour later, led by Pingtong and Pingxiao, Daohua walked out of the wing room and headed towards the old lady's Songheyuan.
The three of them had just walked out of the main courtyard when they ran into Lin Cailiang who came out of Shuangxinyuan.
Seeing the two maids beside Madam Li leading a banished fairy-like girl in green, Lin Cailiang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose spontaneously.
How did my sister manage to gain a foothold in the backyard of the county government?
In addition to her own knowledge and interests, there is also the adults' love for Yishuang.
But now, with such a legitimate eldest daughter, can Yishuang still be as favored as before?
At this moment, Lin Cailiang felt a little nervous.
Lin Cailiang was looking at the rice flowers, and the rice flowers were also looking at him.
"Miss, that is Aunt Lin's brother." Ping Tong said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Daohua raised her eyebrows, then unnoticeably withdrew her gaze and walked away. After walking a distance, she asked calmly, "It's said in the opera that outsiders are not allowed to enter or leave the backyard without permission. Why don't we have such a rule here?"
Ping Tong and Ping Xiao both lowered their heads, not knowing how to answer.
Daohua shook her head and once again felt that it was not unfair for her father to have served as county magistrate for nine consecutive years. Putting aside his political achievements, the rules he established were really not very good.
On the other side, Lin Cailiang came to his senses after he could no longer see the backs of the three people. He then left the backyard with somewhat disorderly steps.
(End of this chapter)
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