This powder was of high quality and was just what she needed. She thought that her monthly allowance was not enough to buy a box of it. Now that Ning Ziyan had delivered it to her, it was just right.
This was a precaution. When necessary, she could give Madam Ling a heavy blow. She didn't know if Madam Ling would go crazy if she ruined her second daughter with the powder from her eldest daughter!
"Miss, you can't use it now. If you use it, others will gossip." Mother Han thought that Ning Ziyan was a young girl who loved beauty. Thinking that her daughter had never used this kind of powder since she was a child, she felt sad and didn't stop her.
"Don't worry, Mother Han. I know. Lock it up first!" Ning Xueyan nodded. She didn't use the powder herself, so she didn't worry about it.
"It's good that you know!" Mother Han breathed a sigh of relief.
"Do you know when Uncle will arrive in the capital?" Ning Xueyan sat down at a table on one side. Her palm-sized face was thoughtful under the light. She didn't look like a carefree 14-year-old girl at all. Mother Han felt more sad when she saw her. Without the protection of the Second Madam, the girl's life would be more difficult.
At the same time, she secretly made up her mind that she must protect her in the future!
"The letter was sent the night before yesterday. It will take at least ten days for Uncle to arrive."
Madam Ming didn't write to her brother in the army at the border. It was Ning Xueyan who wrote the letter. However, this uncle's figure was too vague in Ning Xueyan's memory. It seemed that Madam Ming didn't have a good relationship with this brother. It had been more than ten years since they parted, and Madam Ming hadn't written a single letter. If Mother Han hadn't mentioned it to Ning Xueyan in a hurry, Ning Xueyan wouldn't have remembered that Madam Ming had such a brother.
At that time, Mother Han didn't speak clearly. She stammered and seemed to hide something. But when she talked about her uncle's love for her, Mother Han didn't hesitate at all. She repeatedly affirmed that as long as Ning Xueyan wrote a letter to invite him to come, he would definitely come. Ning Xueyan wrote a letter on the spot and asked Mother Han to send it to the door that night.
Regardless of when this uncle of his would come, judging from Ning Zu 'an's reaction that day, it was clear that he had a certain degree of influence on Ning Zu' an. He hoped that this uncle of his truly doted on him and would be able to return to the capital within a month.
"Nanny, are the people in Big Sister's mansion still there?"
"She was here just now. What can I do for you?" Mother Han stopped.
"Go and tell that person that I'm here to thank big sister. Tell big sister that there's no need to rush to the temple to accompany me. I have Qingyu and Lanning here to accompany me. I'll be fine."
Lanning was the personal maid assigned to her by the Lord Protector's Manor. Lanning wasn't there that day when Madam Ling rushed into her Yunying Cinema. Ning Ziyan said that Lanning told her that she had an affair with a man, but she never believed it! Ning Xueyan had doubts before, but seeing that Lanning was left alone in Yunying Theater and Madam Ling was determined to kill her, Ning Xueyan was relieved.
He wondered if Ning Ziyan would feel burdened seeing Lanning again.
Yun Xia Courtyard
Wet Nurse Chen hurriedly pushed open the door of the inner chamber and came in. "First Madam, I took some people there, but I didn't see anyone. The Yunyin Courtyard was already empty, and Senior Maid Ling was nowhere to be seen. I went to the Bright Frost Courtyard to inquire about it. They said that Lanning went back with the Fifth Young Lady a long time ago, and nothing happened."
"Bang!" The teacup in Madam Ling's hand hit hard on the tea table. Her pale and pretty face twisted instantly. "That damned beggar didn't do anything good. I'll beat her hard when I see her later."
Wet Nurse Chen was supposed to catch Ning Xueyan in the act. As long as she saw Ning Xueyan with the dead Lanning, she would be unable to explain herself. Unexpectedly, she didn't see Ning Xueyan and even Senior Maid Ling was nowhere to be found.
"First Madam, don't worry. The Fifth Young Lady has lost her Second Madam. She will be in your hands in the future. Don't worry." Wet Nurse Lu advised in a low voice. "Master Hou is already suspicious about the Second Madam. You'd better take it slow, or you will really annoy Master Hou."
"As long as the b * tch is alive, there will be no peace in the mansion." Madam Ling gritted her teeth with hatred.
Now that she was injured, she could only lie on the bed. Although she didn't know that it was Ning Xueyan's plan, it was all because of Ning Xueyan. At this time, she naturally hated Ning Xueyan to the core. She couldn't wait to tear this bitch into pieces on the spot. A lowly bitch actually dared to trap her like this.
"First Madam, we can't do anything. And First Young Lady, if something happens to the Fifth Young Lady in the Cold Mountain Temple, it has nothing to do with us." Wet Nurse Chen pointed outside and said meaningfully, "Master Hou won't be able to find out that it's us."
"Okay, you go to inform Yan 'er later." Madam Ling's eyes lit up and she nodded hard.
No matter what happened to the b * tch in the Cold Mountain Temple, it had nothing to do with her. No matter what Master Hou did, he couldn't get her involved.
Ning Xueyan left the Lord Protector's Manor early in the morning. Except that Madam Dowager Liu sent someone to see her off, Ning Zu 'an and Madam Dowager didn't say anything. All the people in the Lord Protector's Manor knew that Ning Xueyan was not favored. They randomly picked a carriage for her and sent her out from the side door.
It was still a little dark outside. Ning Xueyan, Qingyu and Lanning were squeezed in a carriage. Wet Nurse Han, the housekeeper of Bright Frost Garden, stayed to guard the yard.
"Young Lady, can this servant wait … Just now, just now, this servant seemed to have seen my aunt outside!" Lanning, who was about to get on the carriage, seemed to see something. A flash of astonishment flashed in her eyes. Her hand holding the curtain trembled, and then she turned to Ning Xueyan with a pale face.
"Your aunt?" Ning Xueyan also withdrew her gaze from the outside of the carriage. There was a trace of an uneasy smile on her lips. It was faint, very light, but not cold.
"Yes, my aunt came here from outside a while ago. I heard that she offended some local ruffians and came to the capital city to hide from them. My house is really small, so I rented a room outside. Just now she suddenly appeared outside the manor in a hurry. I don't know if there is something urgent." Lanning bit her lip and explained.
"Since she is your aunt, you can go there. If there is something urgent, that kind of ruffians is the most difficult to deal with. Maybe they will come to the capital city. Tell your aunt to be careful. I have a few pieces of silver here. You can take them to help your aunt settle down. She came here in a hurry, so she must not have prepared anything." Ning Xueyan said softly.
"Thank you, Young Lady!" Lanning was a little embarrassed. She looked up at Ning Xueyan's sincere smile, and her eyes became sour. She nodded hard and didn't refuse. She really didn't have much money to help Nanny Wang settle down. She couldn't let the First Madam find Nanny Wang for the time being.
Seeing Lanning leave, Ning Xueyan let the carriage start. She unconsciously smiled, and her heart that had been worried for a long time finally fell to the ground. Her wet nurse was back, and she also noticed that something was wrong, so she didn't directly enter the manor. Otherwise, she would definitely be killed by Madam Ling. With Lanning's protection, Madam Ling wouldn't be able to find her in a short time. When she had a firm foothold here, she could better help Nanny Wang settle down.
In late autumn, the road was littered with fallen leaves. The green-clothed carriage was inconspicuously moving on the road, wobbling towards the Cold Mountain Temple. It took them about four hours to arrive at the Cold Mountain Temple. The reception monk replaced the young acolyte and led them to the wing room of the female guests. Suddenly, the sound of flute came into their ears, carrying a hint of sadness in the cold temple.
Ning Xueyan suddenly stood still. When she heard the first sound of the flute, she felt as if she was struck by lightning.
Qingyu thought she liked the sound of the flute, so she quietly stopped and stood behind her. The young novice monk stood in the corridor obediently, so as not to disturb Ning Xueyan's peace.
When the song ended, the lingering sound was full of endless sadness and melancholy. It matched the sky full of withered autumn scenery, making people feel even more sad and sad! Sad and sad!
Ning Xueyan finally moved a little. A beautiful smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth, but there was no trace of warmth, only the endless coldness after autumn.
In her previous life, the sound of the flute had appeared in her dreams countless times, lingering for a long time. Accompanied by the sound of the flute was a handsome face. But now, when she thought about it, she just felt it was ridiculous. This was her fiancé, Xia Yuhang, the eldest son of the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, who was not very famous.
For a moment, all kinds of memories of her previous life came rushing to her face like a tide, leaving only a cold and heart-wrenching hatred!
"Little master, who is playing the flute?" Ning Xueyan walked slowly, slightly narrowed her eyes, and asked in a seemingly casual manner.
"It's the First Young Master of the Minister of the Ministry of Works. He has been living here for two days and has been playing the flute on the mountain over there. It sounds very sad," the young novice monk answered respectfully with a smile.
"The First Young Master of the Minister of the Ministry of Works?" Qingyu was also stunned and asked casually, "Didn't they say that the First Young Master Xia got married a few days ago? Why is he living on the mountain?"
"I don't know either. I heard that a friend of the First Young Master Xia died. He was so sad that he went up the mountain on the second day of his marriage and has been living here ever since." The young novice monk scratched the back of his head and said in confusion.
"What a coincidence. Is Young Master Xia living over there?" Ning Xueyan pointed to the mountain and asked leisurely. The coldness hidden deep in her eyes was even colder than the late autumn. It was he and Ning Ziyan who gave the order together. He watched helplessly as she was pressed into the lotus pond and drowned in the water, but he still pretended to be deeply in love at this time.
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