Especially the look in Wen's eyes just now, which was seen as provocation and ridicule by the Eighth Lady. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, the Eighth Lady would have been furious.
When Zhang, the eighth concubine who was sitting at the table next to her, saw the eighth concubine like this, a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her lips.
Tian Yurou sat next to Wen Mianmian. Seeing that she had been looking in one direction, she also looked over and happened to see the resentful look of the Eighth Lady.
Taking her gaze away, Tian Yurou pulled Mianmian's sleeve.
He moved closer to her and whispered, "Mianmian, don't you think the look in Eighth Lady's eyes is scary?"
What she didn't say was that since the Eighth Lady recovered from smallpox, she had become very gloomy. Even when Tian Yurou saw her from a distance, she found her very frightening.
"Sister Tian, when did you become so timid? In broad daylight, are you afraid that she will eat you?" Wen Mianmian joked with a smile.
Tian Yurou pinched her hand lightly in annoyance and said angrily, "You always tease me."
"But what I said is true. Look, ever since the Eighth Lady recovered from the smallpox, her face has been covered in powder and paste, like dough. If you saw it at night, you'd probably be terrified."
Tian Yurou's words did not mean to slander the Eighth Lady, but were the truth.
Ever since the Eighth Lady had smallpox, her face has been covered with pockmarks and indelible scars. It is said that because the Eighth Lady's temper became increasingly eccentric, all the servants around her were replaced by those with average or ugly looks.
Moreover, her temper was even more violent than before, and almost all the servants who followed her had never escaped punishment.
However, ever since the eighth concubine Zhang came into the mansion, everything has gone wrong for the eighth concubine.
One of them is that after Zhang entered the mansion, the Eighth Prince handed over the power of housekeeping to her.
Moreover, she was not someone who was easy to bully. In addition, Zhang's father held a high official position, so it was not easy for the Eighth Lady to control her.
So now the Eighth Master’s Mansion is more lively than before.
Wen Mianmian glanced at the Eighth Concubine again and saw that she was still looking at her, her eyes still as poisonous as before.
Wen Mianmian glanced at her and then turned her head away without looking at her again.
"This Eighth Lady is really strange. Why does she always look at you?" Tian Yurou said in confusion.
"Who knows her? Come, Sister Tian, have some tea." Wen Mianmian poured a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Seeing her like this, Tian Yurou didn't take it to heart. She picked up the teacup on the table and started drinking slowly.
After the emperor arrived, the banquet suddenly became lively with singing and dancing.
Wen Mianmian was watching the singing and dancing with great interest. Just when she was engrossed in watching, a palace maid came over to add tea to Wen Mianmian's table. However, when she didn't want to take her hand back, she spilled the tea on the table, and the tea poured directly onto Wen Mianmian's clothes.
The maid was so frightened that she immediately fell to her knees in panic, her body still trembling. "This slave deserves death, this slave deserves death."
Seeing this, Shancha hurried over.
Tian Yurou was sitting next to Wen Mianmian and saw this scene. She said worriedly, "Mianmian, are you okay?"
The tea was just poured out not long ago, I don’t know if it burned you.
Wen Mianmian waved her hand, "I'm fine."
Seeing that the servant was still kneeling on the ground nervously, Wen Mianmian said, "Okay, I'm fine, you can get up."
"Thank you, Concubine Wen." The maid stood up and said with a trace of guilt on her face, "Concubine Wen, your clothes are wet. I will take you to the side hall in the back to change clothes."
Wen Mianmian raised her head and glanced at her, and the palace maid's eyes shrank.
Tian Yurou also advised after hearing her words: "Yes, Mianmian, your clothes are wet and it's hard to wear them anymore. You should change into something else. I'll go with you."
Tian Yurou was about to stand up when Wen Mianmian held her hand. "No need, Sister Tian. I can go by myself. I just need to change clothes and I'll be back soon."
After saying that, Wen Mianmian tightened her hand on the back of Tian Yurou's hand, neither too hard nor too light.
Then he let go, stood up, and went to the side hall accompanied by Shancha and the palace maid.
Tian Yurou looked at her leaving figure, lost in thought.
Wen Mianmian was brought to a side hall by the palace maid. There was a charcoal fire burning inside and it was very warm. It seemed that it was specially used for female members to rest.
"Please wait here for a moment, Concubine. I will go find you some suitable clothes to change into."
Wen Mianmian nodded and the palace maid retreated.
"Master, let me help you take off this dress to prevent you from catching a cold."
After all, when I just came here, there was a lot of cold wind along the way, and my clothes were already wet, and I wore them for too long, so it was inevitable that I would catch a cold.
Just as Shancha was about to help the concubine take off her coat, she grabbed her hand.
Shancha looked up at the concubine with a puzzled look on her face.
"No rush." Wen Mianmian uttered these two words in a light tone.
Shancha was about to speak when the sound of the door opening was heard from the other side.
Turning around, she was a little puzzled. Could it be that the palace maid went to get clothes and came back so soon?
But before she could figure it out, she saw the Eighth Lady walking in angrily.
Shan Cha was a little surprised again, and after she reacted, she looked alert. She walked to the side of the concubine. If the Eighth Concubine wanted to do anything, she would have to go through Shan Cha first.
Wen Mianmian was not too surprised to see her, but instead had a look of expectedness.
Seeing Shancha tense, Wen Mianmian patted her hands, signaling her to relax. Then she smiled and said to the Eighth Lady, "Eighth Lady, you're tired of watching the singing and dancing at the banquet and came here to rest."
The Eighth Lady refused to listen to her. She looked at her with eyes that were about to spit fire and said angrily, "Wen, you have caused me to be like this. I will never let you go."
Wen Mianmian was confused after hearing her words and asked puzzledly: "What do you mean by that, Eighth Lady? What does this have to do with me?"
"Don't pretend you didn't know. My face is like this, and you dare say it wasn't you who did it?"
Her face was ruined. She didn't dare go anywhere during this period, for fear that others would see her like this and make fun of her.
If it weren't for her, how could her face become like this.
Her child contracted smallpox, and a few days later she herself was infected for no apparent reason. She would never believe that it had nothing to do with her.
She must have known something, so she infected herself with smallpox as a warning to herself.
In addition, no matter what the Eighth Master did recently, he suffered setbacks one after another. The Eighth Lady would definitely not believe that the Fourth Master had no hand in this.
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