You still have to get up early to get ready.
Today is the day for the bride to meet the elders in the family and serve tea, and it is also the day for everyone to salute and bless the mistress.
Especially her.
The old housekeeper repeatedly sent people to tell him that no matter what the reason was, Fujin must go to see Fujin today.
Different from yesterday's solemn and luxurious look, even the servants dressed her up in simple clothes without any special instructions from Meili.
It was so gorgeous that it seemed like she was going to a demonstration.
The person who left earlier than Meili was the old Fujin in the palace.
Although she was Jingxuan's stepmother, her relationship with Jingxuan was extremely indifferent.
She had been living in a villa in Chengde since the old prince died of illness and never returned to the palace in the capital.
Old Fujin smiled lightly and sat in the main seat of the hall, waiting for his nominal daughter-in-law to come and serve tea.
However, she was not excited.
When she saw Meili coming in, she smiled meaningfully at her, saving her Say hello.
She and Meili are just two indispensable characters in this drama, both serving as foils for Xin Fujin.
Before Suying came her two old nuns, surrounded by several maids.
One of them solemnly and joyfully held a tray covered with red silk.
The tray was presented to Old Fujin, the red silk was lifted off, and the slightly proud old woman held up a piece of white satin stained with blood, half raising it and half showing off.
Old Fujin also smiled happily and nodded repeatedly as he fulfilled his duty.
Of course Meili understood the meaning of this piece of white satin, and her fingers under the handkerchief couldn't help but twitch slightly.
She restrained herself from thinking about the various associations caused by this blood and satin.
After the old nanny and the maids have retired, it's time for the real master to come on stage.
The first person to enter was Jingxuan.
He was wearing a homely summer shirt and obviously didn't pay much attention to the ceremony in the mansion.
One step behind him was Xin Fujin from Prince Qing's Mansion.
She was supported by a maid and followed closely in her husband's footsteps.
When she raised her legs to step over the threshold, she paused slightly, but her face turned red.
Jingxuan heard this and turned around to see her shy and complaining look.
He couldn't help but smile lowly and took her hand into the hall.
He did not salute Old Fujin, but let go of Suying's hand and sat in his place.
When Suying knelt down to old Fujin with tea in hand, Meili was gently pulled up by the maids on the left and right.
Fujin knelt down, but she couldn't sit down.
Lao Fujin said what she should say and symbolically gave Suying a red envelope.
Suying was helped to sit next to Jingxuan.
Her smiling eyes lightly glanced at Meili opposite.
Meili knew that it was her turn to greet him.
She was led to kneel down in front of Jingxuan and hold the tea tray above her head.
She had been taught long ago to say: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."
Jingxuan took the tea naturally and just said "hmm".
Then, there is Suying.
She knelt on her knees, holding the tea cup high, "Fu Jin, please have some tea."
Although she had rehearsed it thousands of times in her mind and was completely sure to smile at this moment, she still felt aggrieved and painful when she really knelt down with tea in front of this woman of similar age to her. .
Taking her tea, she said kindly but with nobility: "Okay."
This woman was no longer the girl she first met in the paddock and had fun together at the knees of her ancestors, but her mistress, her mistress.
The master's ceremony today is to make her understand for the rest of her life that she is just a side Fujin, and she wants to call herself a "slave" in front of Suying and Jingxuan.
From the moment she takes the tea, it will last for the rest of her life.
Suying took a red envelope from the maid's hand and handed it to her, "This is what the prince and I reward you.
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From now on, the two of us sisters must work together to serve the prince and take care of all the affairs of the prince's palace so that the prince has no worries."
I will serve the Emperor wholeheartedly.”
Meili listened silently to the instructions in a matronly tone, and her hands trembled slightly when she accepted the red envelope from "Prince and Fujin".
Before she was done, she knelt even lower and said, "I will remember Fujin's teachings."
"Get up."
Suying asked her to get up, so she could get up.
She could not sit in the same position as before.
She had to sit far away from Suying, close to the door.
The servants of the mansion entered in batches to pay their respects to the prince and Fujin.
No one paid attention to the old Fujin who was sitting at the top and the side Fujin who was sitting next to him.
Everyone happily accepted the generous red envelopes from Xinfujin.
Suying smiled and nodded to each servant who thanked her.
From then on, she was the mistress of this mansion.
Meili forced herself to face this situation.
This was just the beginning.
Every day from now on, if there is no reason, she will say hello to Su Yingchen.
She will repeat today's etiquette every day until the distinction between master and servant is engraved in her bones and blood and becomes instinctive.
Jingxuan suddenly stood up, and everyone stared blankly at his sudden move.
He walked straight towards Meili, blocking people's gazes on her with his body, and said loudly: "Are you dizzy again?
You're so sick?"
He also picked her up from the chair arrogantly.
"Zi Fujin's health is not good.
From now on, we won't need to perform such rituals as morning and dusk."
Meili's mind was a little confused.
When she left the hall, there was a small lotus pond.
The slightly watery wind blew on her face, and she realized what he had done.
Although he didn't see Suying's expression, he announced this in front of all the servants.
This was a very powerful move.
"Put me down."
She twisted slightly in his arms.
Okay, his intention has been achieved, but Suying still hasn't figured out his temper.
Even if it's his wife, he can't stand others showing authority.
He wants everyone to be humble in front of him.
Suying must have rewarded the servant in front of him without consulting him in advance, so she provoked him to give him a cold blow.
When he glared at her, there was some inexplicable tenderness in his dark eyes that reflected her pale and pretty face.
"The more stupid you say you are sick and dizzy, the bigger your eyes get," he complained.
She didn't answer.
He deliberately tried to disgrace Suying, but she was the unlucky one in the end.
Does he still want her to thank him?
Carrying her all the way back to the room, he put her gently on the couch, took off her shoes himself, leaned down, and kissed her expressionless face.
"Not happy yet."
He softened his voice.
The cold voice was not suitable for expressing gentle words, it still sounded like a question.
"You can't hide from her even if you kneel down.
You won't have to do it again."
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He simply promised.
She really hoped that she could be moved by his words.
In fact, he and she both understood that the difference between the good and the common people was not just a question of whether to kneel or not.
"Meili" His lips licked her delicate skin, approaching her lips.
She suddenly remembered the bright red blood stains on the white satin held by Suying's nanny.
She tilted her head stubbornly and avoided his mouth that might have just kissed Suying.
"Well" he was really unhappy, and the warmth in his eyes was forced away by the cold air.
"What else do you want from me?"
He half-propped up his upper body coldly, "Is it impossible to ask her to kneel down for you?"
She turned her head sideways to look at the patterns on the gauze bed curtains smeared by the sunlight.
The jasmine scent carried the precious fragrance of crystal clear on her body.
He held her chin and pulled her face back, kissing her without letting her avoid it.
Knowing that it was in vain, her bad temper that she thought had been smoothed over flared up again, and she tightly closed her mouth to prevent him from penetrating in.
He bit her lightly like punishment.
It hurt, and she tightened her mouth even more.
"What are you doing?"
he finally asked.
"Dirty" she blurted out.
After saying that, I was shocked.
How could she say such a thing?
She had no right to dislike it.
He was immediately irritated.
"Dirty" he sat up and stared at her, "I don't dislike you yet."
One word could kill her.
She watched his eyes suddenly widen, filled with many emotions in an instant.
Just when tears were about to rush into her black grape-like eyes, she blinked, and then only a void remained.
She didn't blame him.
It was her own words that caused her to be hurt like this.
She was the one who hurt herself.
Why did she want to defy fate again?
Maybe it was because today was too unfair, too sad and exceeded her limit.
She knew she was wrong.
She looked at him blankly again, and he doubted whether she really saw him every time she looked at him like this.
He choked, why did he hurt her again?
The words "I'm sorry" were stuck in my throat like fire, but I couldn't say them out no matter what.
He could only slam the door and leave again.
Why was he sorry for her?
Did he say it wrong?
But his heart felt guilty, and it ached with guilt
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