Chapter 382: Getting Married (2)
Nangong Yue felt a little ironic in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She took the food box with a smile, and even opened it on the spot, tasted a piece, and was full of praise: "It tastes so good... Sister Qing's craftsmanship is really good."
Liu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Sister Yue, as long as you like it."
The two chatted for more than half an hour, not only about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but even a few words about what happened in the other courtyard of King Qi that day. After that, Liu Qingqing left the Mozhuyuan.
On the way, Ziying couldn't help but sigh softly: "Girl, don't look at this third girl from Nangong Mansion as the county head, she is really kind. Even the people in her yard are polite to us. Eldest Miss's Wanqingyuan..."
"Shut up!" Liu Qingqing scolded in a low voice with a solemn expression, "Ziying, you have to remember this sentence, otherwise, don't stay by my side, or you will lose your life. ." The backyard of the deep house is not so easy to stay, this huge Nangong Mansion, you have to be careful every step of the way!
Ziying was so frightened that she nodded again and again: "Girl, this servant remembers it."
Liu Qingqing nodded, stopped talking, and returned directly to the Hefeng Courtyard where he was temporarily staying.
Entering the room, Liu Qingqing sat down on the chair by the window and picked up a book, but he was a little absent-minded. Recalling the conversation with Nangong Yue just now, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Nangong Tsang, the eldest girl of Nangong Mansion, is not only the most beautiful in the capital, but also famous. However, according to her, the third girl is a hidden master. Outsiders only think that she is lucky and won Yaoguang County. The title of the Lord. However, she felt that Nangong Yue's talent was definitely not inferior to Nangong Ting's, and most importantly, her eyesight, mind and heart were much stronger than Nangong Ting's.
To put it bluntly, Nangong Tsang is an excellent daughter of a noble family, and she is indeed much better than the average boudoir girl. But Nangong Yue, she has a unique temperament that can't be said... At first Liu Qingqing didn't understand what it was, until later when the two talked about some bandits, she suddenly realized that it was a kind of killing gas.
Liu Qingqing fell into deep thought, and it was not until Ziying entered the door that she regained her senses.
"Girl, the maid next to the eldest lady is here." Zi Ying reported nervously.
She and the girl lived in the Nangong Mansion for a few months, she naturally knew that this matron was the confidant of the first lady Zhao's side, so she could not help feeling a little sincere.
In contrast, Liu Qingqing was still so calm and calm, she stood up gracefully, straightened her clothes, and went out to greet her.
"I've seen Miss Liu." Nanny Ying greeted Liu Qingqing with a smile.
"You don't need to be so polite." Liu Qingqing hurriedly turned sideways and asked, "Mummy came to me, but what is the eldest lady's order?"
Nanny Ying said respectfully, "This slave girl doesn't know that, the slave girl just came to invite the girl to visit Jinhuayuan on the order of the madam."
Obviously, the other party's etiquette and tone were all thoughtful, and he couldn't pick out the slightest mistake, but Liu Qingqing felt a little unnatural inexplicably.
"Then there will be Mama Lao to lead the way." Liu Qingqing nodded slightly, brought Zi Ying with him, and went out the door with Mama.
Several people came all the way to the Jinhua Courtyard. Liu Qingqing stepped forward slowly without being humble or arrogant, and saluted the Zhao family: "I have seen the madam." Her demeanor was calm, and her behavior was so perfect that it was measured by a ruler.
"Miss Liu is here, please take a seat." Zhao Shi smiled gently, but his eyes were alienated.
"Mrs. Xie." After Liu Qingqing was blessed again, she sat down with her slender waist straight.
Zhao didn't say what she was looking for, and Liu Qingqing didn't take the initiative to ask.