The Eldest Daughter's Marrying into the Highest Royalty

  "Miss, sleep for a while longer, it's just three o'clock!"

  "No, Qing Xiang, I'd better get up!"

  The ninth sister hugged the warm and fragrant cup tightly again, then sat up decisively, no longer reluctant to leave.

  According to the time of the previous life, it's not even six o'clock now, and indeed it's still very early.

  But she gets up at this moment every day, nothing else, striving to be a decent and dignified young lady in the Hou Mansion, in order to live a peaceful life.

  After packing up, as usual, they had a simple breakfast and then went out with Qing An and Qing Tao to pay their respects to the Third Madam.

  The west wind was strong for a night, and the weather was indeed several degrees colder. Ninth sister couldn't help but wrap her old cloak around her body, gazing at the one or two stars still lingering on the horizon, and let out a soft sigh in her heart.

  Hang in there, things will get better slowly!

  Isn't it?

  Isn't she already having her own independent residence, no longer crowded with her aunt in those two small houses? Isn't she already well-nourished and exercised, turning her originally weak body into a healthy one? Isn't she already cultivating her own loyal maid, no longer being controlled by others in everything? Isn't she already getting Su Shifu's complete true transmission, so that even if things change in the future, she won't go hungry?

  She looked up at the twinkling stars on the horizon again, and a smile slowly spread across Wenjiu's small face.

  "Jiuniang is still so punctual, come in quickly and warm up, the mistress has just gotten up and is tidying up."

  Arrived at the third lady's place, a pretty and lovely maid named Cui Qiao, wearing a green jacket with pink flowers and a blue waistcoat, came out to greet her and lifted the curtain for her.

  "Thank you, Sister Cuiqiao!" Jiujier said with a smile as she entered the house.

  Taking a deep breath of the warm air that rushed towards her, Jiuniang sat on the round stool that Cuizhu had brought over and listened intently to the movements in the western wing, which was the living quarters of Sanfu.

  "Zhou Mama and Cui Mei are serving Madame's breakfast. Just now, Auntie Xu came over, but Madame asked her to go back first, saying that she had just recovered from illness and should take good care of herself before coming to serve again."

  Cui Qiao stood by the brazier, quickly adding silver-bone charcoal to it while turning her head back to look at her.

  Jiuer was taken aback, then burst out laughing and pulled out a handkerchief from her sleeve. "Oh, Cuiqiao sister, I suddenly remembered that you said you lost a handkerchief at my place the other day, so I brought it with me today. Take a look... is this the one?"

  Cui Qiao was taken aback, her eyes quickly scanning the handkerchief with embroidered flowers and birds in her hand, then a look of surprise appeared on her face, "It's this one, thank you Jiu Niang!"

  "Quickly pick it up, don't drop it again." Wenjiu sister smiled at her.

  Cui Qiao hastily stuffed the handkerchief into her bosom and gave Jiu a smile, then hurriedly went to pour tea for her.

  Looking at her slender back, a sly glint flashed in Wenjiu's bright eyes.

  This handkerchief is certainly not embroidered by Cui Qiao, but it's also not what Cui Qiao had hoped for, it was embroidered by Su Shifu.

  Su Shi Fu of Jin Xiu Ge is the most famous embroidery master in Bian Zhong City, and even a ordinary piece of embroidery can be sold for thousands of gold.

  It was fortunate that such a master, due to some connection with the old lady, became the embroidery teacher of the Wen family girls.

  Of course, the happiest are Wen's family of maidservants and rich young ladies who will not rely on their skills to make a living in the future. Learning is just about mastering one more skill, but it is still them who require strong technical skills.

  Originally, I thought that relying on the proximity of the water tower could get Su Shifu's guidance, but after trying it out, I realized that this was a luxury, so many people began to retreat and seek secondary goals, changing that grand goal to seeking Su Shifu's embroidery patterns for research and contemplation.

  But it seems like this is also very difficult...

  Actually, only Wenjiu sister and a few people understand that unless it is an accidental loss outside of the plan, otherwise it is also unlikely.

  Let's not talk about Master Su's temperament being eccentric and her thoughts being heavy, just talking about the fact that each of her embroidered pieces is highly valued and collected by people.

  However, this was not difficult for Wen Jiu Jie, it was just a matter of whether she was willing or not, because she could imitate Su Shifu's embroidery to the point where it was almost indistinguishable from the real thing, and even professionals would find it hard to tell them apart.

  Of course, this condensed her blood and sweat, only she knew that in the first year of arriving in this strange world, she almost spent all her time and effort on this embroidery.

  Fortunately, she had a hobby of manual work in her previous life, and with an accidental opportunity, she entered the eyes of that eccentric and proud Su Shifu. Su Shifu not only took her as his closed disciple but also actively promoted her to cover up her clumsiness, so she finally mastered a skill in this different world.

  Only then can she be at peace with herself, no other way, she's used to being independent and yearns for the ability to control her own destiny in this strange world, even if it's just a tiny bit...

  "Cui Qiao, quickly go and light a hand warmer for Ninth Sister, look at her little face all frozen."

  At this moment, the door curtain on the west side was suddenly lifted, and Jiang's family walked out with the support of Cui Ling and Zhou Mama.

  "Pay respects to Mother!" Ninth Sister hastily stood up and bowed her head in respect.

  "Alright, sit down!" Jiang said with a wave of her hand.

  Cuijiao had already carefully handed a delicate hand warmer with an inlaid porcelain bird and flower pattern to Jiusi, who hastily thanked Jiangshi again.

  Jiang nodded in satisfaction and then chatted with her for a couple more sentences, at which time the deep blue sky outside the window had dispersed, revealing the dawn light.

  Jiang looked out the window for a moment, and a hint of melancholy flashed across his face.

  The ninth sister quietly lowered her eyelids, picked up the tea in her hand and drank it all at once. Then she turned to Cui Qiao behind her, smiled and said in a low voice, "Can I trouble you to get me another cup? I think my mother's tea here is really good!"

  " Ninth sister..." Cui Qiao heard this and was taken aback at first, then smiled and said, "To be honest with you, the red date ginseng tea today was personally brewed by the mother of the small kitchen, adding seven or eight ingredients, simmering for two hours."

  "Really?" Jiū jiě's face immediately showed a delighted and surprised expression, "Then I'm in luck."

  The two voices were not loud, but they were enough for people in the house to hear clearly.

  "Who would have thought that Ninth Sister is also a glutton!" Jiang Shi looked over and laughed.

  "No, it's just that this tea is too delicious..." Wen Jiu's sister said with embarrassment, her face turning red.

  Everyone in the house was amused by her awkwardness, and before they knew it, a lot of time had passed.

  "Mother, it's really cold today!"

  Until then, accompanied by a crisp sound, Wen Shi's figure slowly appeared at the door...

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