Everyone in the mansion said that the eldest lady had changed.

She seems to be much more lively than when she first entered the house, the clothes she usually wears are brighter, and her whole person is more energetic.

When he heard these words, Jiang Ling was sitting in front of the desk, holding a penholder in his hand, copying Ji Zheng's paintings.

Hearing this, she pursed her lips and smiled slightly.

Lu Wu on one side couldn't help but sigh: "Miss, I think you look really good when you smile now."

"Really?" Jiang Ling held up her bun, feeling a little uneasy, "Lu Wu, do you think... would the Prime Minister like me like this?"

"The prime minister will definitely like it," the little girl nodded happily, "Miss, you are happy now, and I am also happy in my heart. You are not walking on thin ice like you were when you first married a progressive family. If the old lady and the young master can It would be great to see you like this..."

Just as he was talking, a burst of scolding suddenly came from Tanxiangyuan.

Someone smashed something and yelled:

"You shameless vixen, you spend all your time dressing up and trying to seduce someone! Look at your face and body, you are so shameless and extremely lewd!"

Jiang Ling's hand holding the brush paused slightly.

Lu Wu quickly asked someone to close the doors and windows, and comforted:

"Miss, don't pay attention to her. Since you married, the Prime Minister has never gone to Tanxiang Courtyard to see Mrs. Feng. Now that she has lost favor, she has nowhere to express her temper, so she can only use the few in the house. The girl is venting her anger. Miss, you must not be like that crazy woman."

"Well," Jiang Ling nodded with a gentle face, "I don't know her the same way."

After saying this, she glanced at the sky and put away her paintbrush.

The painting had been copied and she made an appointment to send it to the Danqing Pavilion in the afternoon.

With this thought in mind, the girl stood up and left with the scroll in her arms. As soon as she crossed the threshold with her front foot, a carriage stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Bu family's carriage is much larger and more luxurious than the Jiang family's. The word "Bu" embroidered in a dark pattern on the curtain indicates the noble status of the people in the carriage.

"Master Xiang, I'm back home."

Bu Zhan lazily raised his eyelids, and a breeze came through, blowing the car curtains.

With just one glance, through the gap in the car curtain, he saw Jiang Ling leaving the Prime Minister's Mansion in a hurry.

She was holding something unknown in her arms, her face was full of spring breeze, but she was walking in a hurry.

On the other side of the carriage, Tan Zhao was still talking about Yuan Lu. In recent days, the situation in the court had become increasingly tense. He had not returned home for almost half a month, and his headache became more and more serious.

Perhaps because he had an unbearable headache, he didn't really listen to what Tan Zhao said. It wasn't until the other party called him that the man rubbed his temples and replied tiredly: "Send the file to the study."

Tan Zhao nodded: "Yes."

Seeing him getting off the carriage, the servants at the door immediately came to greet him.

The leader was Steward Sun, who was accustomed to flattery, nodding and bowing, "During the days when Mr. Xiang was away, the eldest lady kept the whole house in good order. Look, the flowers in this yard are so beautiful. Xiang Master, you don’t know that my wife has become a lot more lively during this period, and she has also been playing with the servants. If this had been left in the past-"

Bu Zhan glanced at him coldly and faintly.

Butler Sun immediately realized that he was too talkative and kept silent.

The man gathered his cloak and walked towards the Zhengrong Pavilion.

Just when passing by Tingyun Pavilion, from the corner of my eye, I saw the darkness in the attic, the courtyard door was closed tightly, and no lights were left. Seeing his slight pause, Butler Sun said truthfully: "Mr. Prime Minister, before you go back to your home, , Madam has just left the house."

Bu Zhan's face remained unchanged, the sunlight fell on his cheeks, making his skin as white as a piece of cold jade.

Others couldn't tell, but Tan Zhao could keenly sense the emotions of his prime minister. After hearing this, he asked Butler Sun:

"Where is Madam?"

The middle-aged man looked at Bu Zhan anxiously.

"Back to Prime Minister, madam, she went to... Master Ji's Painting House."

…

Before sunset, Jiang Ling walked out of Danqing Building early.

The paintings she copied these days were praised by Ji Fusheng, and she was very happy. When passing by the bustling downtown, thinking about the coming winter, she walked into the ready-to-wear pavilion, planning to use the exchanged silver notes to buy some new clothes.

Although the Prime Minister's Mansion would also issue new clothes, the materials and styles were very different from those in the palace, and the colors were also very simple, either water blue or moon white. She thought that if she wore clothes for the New Year, the colors must be more festive and bright.

Only in this way can you have the flavor of the Chinese New Year.

Jiang Ling first picked two pieces for himself, and then picked two pieces for Bu Zhan.

She had never seen Bu Zhan wearing red.

"Luwu, do you think...the Prime Minister will like this color?"

Will it be too bright and flamboyant?

Seeing the worry on her face, the little maid accompanying her helped her forearm.

"Don't worry, Miss. Even Shopkeeper Wang of the tailor shop said that Miss, you have a first-class taste, and the Prime Minister will definitely be happy."

Although he knew she was flattering, Jiang Ling still pursed her lips and smiled shyly. The girl's arms were extremely thin, and a small section of her cuffs was exposed, which was extremely white and eye-catching.

There were many things. She held the Prime Minister's new clothes and asked Lu Wu to hold his own clothes.

As soon as Fang walked out of the clothing store, Jiang Ling's eyes lit up.

The golden-pink glow fell into her clear pupils, and the girl's eyes were bright and filled with bright luster.

——Little Sugar Man!

She gave Lu Wu two copper coins and pointed at one of the candy figures: "I also want that rabbit. Look, buy whatever you want to eat too."

Lu Wu couldn't resist her, so he simply ignored his master's previous instructions and bought a bunny and a kitten to eat comfortably with her.

She stepped on the powdery glow, and the skirt of her skirt rippled gently like a lotus. The further she walked back, the more spacious and neat the road became. When she arrived at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she saw the avenue open in front of her, with two neatly placed on the plaque.

The big character——Bu Fu.

Just looking at the word "step" is enough to make people feel solemn.

Jiang Ling straightened her clothes and held the clothes in front of her tightly.

"Don't tell the Prime Minister that I bought these new clothes first. I will change the stitching of the clothes and then send them to the Prime Minister."

She warned her seriously, and Lu Wu nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, miss, I won't let anything slip."

Jiang Ling smiled.

The two masters and servants were so engrossed in the conversation that they didn't even notice Feng Yinyin walking towards them. They only heard an "ouch" and a sweet fragrance of powder rushed towards them. Jiang Ling also returned

Before he had time to hide, the thing in his arms was looked at by the other party.

"What treasure is the eldest lady holding in her hand? It's so rare that no one can see it."

Looking in this direction, Feng Yinyin seems to have just walked out of Zhengrong Pavilion.

It seemed that she knew in advance that the Prime Minister was going to return home today, so she deliberately dressed up very brightly. She wore a water-pink gauze double-breasted jacket, which made her figure even more graceful and exquisite.

Seeing Jiang Ling duck back, Feng Yinyin became more interested, raised her slender eyebrows, and twisted her waist to get closer.

"Madam, what are you holding in your hand?"

Although the other party's tone was kind, there was a sharp scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was about to catch something against her, and there was excitement in his expression that could not be concealed.

Feng Yinyin had long heard that during the days when the Prime Minister was away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Ling hung out with someone unknown and ran to the Danqing Building almost every day.

You know, the people who often come and go in the Danqing Building are often rich or noble young men. The Bu family's eldest lady frequently appears here, which can't help but arouse people's imagination.

Facing Feng Yinyin's questioning, Jiang Ling just pulled her broken hair around her ears and said calmly: "I just went to the market to buy some things for the winter."

Her voice was calm and there was no flaw in it.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she saw a group of people walking under the eaves of the corridor not far away. The leader, dressed in plain white clothes, was talking to the people behind him with his ears tilted.

Feng curled her lips and raised her voice deliberately: "Oh? There is nothing in the house, and the eldest lady has to go to the market to buy it in person?"

"Our madam is very delicate. It is her first time to spend the winter in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so she naturally needs to buy some things. Why, our eldest madam went out to buy things for the winter, do we also need to report to you?"

"That's not true," Feng Yinyin looked at the other end of the corridor with her peripheral vision, her voice was slow and slow, "I just heard some bad rumors recently. For the sake of the reputation of our prime minister's house, I am going to Tingyunge to find you, Madam.

.What a coincidence, I happened to meet Madam here, I don’t know where you came back from, and you brought so many things with you——"

With a fake smile on her face, she leaned over.

I don't know what kind of spices were used on the other party. The smell is so strong that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

Jiang Ling stepped back, and there was a sudden force on her arm. Feng pretended not to see the threshold and suddenly pulled her.

The force was not heavy enough to pull her down, nor was it light enough to make the thing in Jiang Ling's hand fall to the ground with a "snap".

Lu Wu was slightly startled and subconsciously said "Miss", attracting the attention of those around him.

The cyst spread out, revealing pieces of brocade as bright as haze inside.

The color of the brocade is extremely bright, the eye-catching bright red, like bright red petals, spread all over the floor.

Jiang Ling came back to her senses and looked at the new clothes scattered on the ground.

Fortunately...fortunately there was a cloth bag wrapped outside, so the clothes inside were not too dirty.

Without thinking, she bent down and was about to pick up the things on the ground when she heard footsteps.
To be continued...