The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1371

Upon hearing this, Panxi's face lit up with joy, but then she became disappointed when she thought about how difficult it would be to get rid of her family's status. "Sister makes it sound so easy. The eldest young lady is very shrewd. Even if we could guess her thoughts, how could she do it so easily?"

"……Too."

Upon realizing this, the two fell silent and sighed repeatedly.

"Let's see tomorrow. If the Fourth Young Master attends the banquet, even if the Eldest Young Lady chases us out, we'll still find a chance to eavesdrop. It's true that both of us are interested. We can make long-term plans later."

Such boldness is something I hope Lan can say.

Panxi lowered her head and said, "Don't listen to these things. I've already heard most of them. The other day, when Qin Er pressed you about it, you agreed. You said you regretted not having the good fortune. If the General and the Duke's Mansion hadn't had that past lawsuit, you would have wanted to stay by the Fourth Young Master's side long ago."

At this point, she looked up at Panlan and said, "What's the use of knowing? Even the eldest young lady can't do anything about it... Besides, the Empress Dowager has given her word and approved her marriage to Prince Yong. You and I are just lowly servants. If something happens, Suohong's today will be our tomorrow."

Panlan's expression froze, and she looked at Panxi, "Now the eldest young lady is not happy about this marriage with Prince Yong..."

"So what if she's dissatisfied? The entire Jin family agrees, what can she do about it?"

Panxi suppressed Panlan's thoughts, "Take good care of her. The young lady is destined to become the Princess Consort. When that day comes, even the Fourth Young Mistress will have to bow and scrape before her, obediently paying her respects."

Before long, the maidservants came running around the courtyard calling out. Panxi and Panlan responded, and the maidservants ran up to them, saying, "The eldest young lady is looking for her two older sisters."

The two women looked at each other, lowered their eyebrows, and followed the maid into Jin Fuyun's room.

"I remember you two mentioned that you did a good job with embroidery, is that true?" Jin Fuyun's mood had calmed down, and she was as dignified and elegant as ever.

Panxi quickly curtsied and replied, "I am only passable in cutting, but my embroidery is not as meticulous as Panlan's."

Panlan responded, "Panxilai did all the cutting and sewing of the clothes, shoes and socks. I only embroidered some patterns."

After listening, Jin Fuyun pondered for a moment.

She rolled up the silk gauze shirt beneath the wide sleeves, pointed to the gold-trimmed cuffs, and asked, "Does Panlan know how to do this kind of double-sided embroidery?"

Panlan boldly approached and examined the work closely before replying, "I should be able to do it, but not with such fine detail. Larger patterns would be usable."

"it is good."

Jin Fuyun had an idea. "I will draw the pattern myself. Starting tomorrow, you sisters will focus on this work and embroider a screen for me properly."

"May I ask, young lady, what size do you need?"

"It's not too big, a square foot would be fine." She carefully considered it. Xiao Yinxiu's birthday should be in July. If she sent a thoughtful gift to celebrate her birthday, perhaps there would be a way out.

On the fifth day of the sixth lunar month, after having breakfast, Jin Fuyun dressed up nicely and went to Manyue Tower.

Zhu Baoyue stood waiting by the courtyard gate early in the morning. When she saw Zhu Baoyue helping the maids out of the carriage and leading the maids and servants down the steps, she came forward to greet her.

Jin Fuyun, as always, did not look down on her background.

Helping her up the steps, Zhu Baoyue was afraid of causing Jin Fuyun any trouble, so she repeatedly said, "I am very grateful for your kindness, Miss. But that's how the world is, so please don't turn around and cause you any embarrassment."

She walked behind, not daring to overtake.

Jin Fuyun sighed softly, "Baoyue and I are becoming increasingly estranged."

Zhu Baoyue quickly looked up and said, "Miss, I am not such a scoundrel. If you don't mind that I am covered in mud, I know my place and I can't let you get covered in mud too."

After much persuasion, Jin Fuyun was finally lured inside.

"There are many people around, and the young lady is of high moral character. Don't let those petty people find fault with her and tarnish her reputation."

The maid brought over fresh tea, but Jin Fuyun only took a sip.

"Spring tea from Jiangzhou?"

Zhu Baoyue smiled and said, "As expected, nothing can be hidden from you, Miss. There has been a lot of rain in Jiangzhou this year, so the spring tea harvest is not plentiful and is quite precious. I was only given this as a gift, and I would not serve it to ordinary guests. Please do not look down on it, Miss, since you are such a distinguished guest."

"Don't mention it. This is probably not one of the common Jiangzhou spring teas on the market. It's likely a privately made tea. I'm very pleased with your generosity."

After saying that, he ate a few more bites.

The two reminisced about the past few days, and casually, Jin Fuyun asked, "That young mistress of the Ji Zhang family hasn't made things difficult for you, has she?"

When Song Guanzhou was mentioned, Zhu Baoyue feigned helplessness.

"No, not at all. Because of the great kindness of the young mistress in saving the young musician, I went to the Duke's mansion to express my gratitude through the eldest young lady's connections. I have not seen the young mistress since then. I suppose the young mistress does not take me seriously, and I have not encountered any more difficulties."

"Perhaps Ji Zhang didn't dare to come here alone, so she decided to give up."

"I'll just do business with the heartless men of the world. As for the Fourth Young Master, I'd rather not do business with him," Zhu Baoyue replied calmly, no longer displaying the shy and affectionate demeanor she used to have when she mentioned Pei An.

Jin Fuyun thought to herself, "This woman of the night actually has some spirit."

Besides, Song Guanzhou didn't save Zhu Baoyue's relatives, so why is he so devoted to her?

"It's quite a strange story. Although she has a fiery temper, she has a cousin who looks just like her sister. She is gentle and quiet. I wonder if you have ever met her?"

Zhu Baoyue felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this.

After Qin Tong and Xiao Hu reported what they had seen and heard at Qingmei Garden to the young mistress, the fourth young mistress secretly redeemed the courtesan from the Wang family. She then took Xiao Hu and his family of three, changed their status, and left the capital.

He also sent someone to carefully instruct her to keep everything hidden in her heart and not to tell anyone.

If anyone asks, it's probably to pry, so she can only say she doesn't know.

More than two months have passed since the incident, and no one has inquired about it. Who would have thought that Jin Fuyun would be the first to mention it? She pretended to be calm, but deliberately showed more curiosity.

"The fourth young mistress is quite beautiful. If there were a cousin who was just as beautiful as her, she would be a fairy."

"Miss Baoyue didn't know?"

Zhu Baoyue shook her head, her face full of sincerity, "I am of humble status. Although the Fourth Young Master was invited by Master Qin to my Manyue Pavilion a few times later, he never spoke to me alone. How could I have had the opportunity to meet you, Miss Zhu..."

His disheveled and downcast appearance was now fully reflected on his face, which was as round as the full moon.

Her head was slightly lowered, and she seemed somewhat self-pitying, which made Jin Fuyun unable to bring it up again. Instead, she asked about something else. After some back and forth, Zhu Baoyue personally lit the tea stove, poured tea and water for Jin Fuyun, and then leaned close to Jin Fuyun, asking in a low voice with a smile:

"Young lady, is good news on the horizon?"

Jin Fuyun's expression changed slightly, but she remained calm and asked, "What good thing is it?"

Zhu Baoyue sat down at the zither table, gently lifted her slender hand, plucked the strings, and a clear, melodious note rang out. "Yesterday, several gentlemen came to my house for drinks and mentioned that Prince Yong will soon be proposing marriage to the Princess of the County—"