Ink Burns

Chapter 52

Lin Yueyue looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

With just a few strokes of the brush, Shan Yue seems to add the finishing touch and completely change the world - from the previous tense and anxious state of living under someone else's roof, it has been transformed into a proud, wild, arrogant and free-spirited appearance.

People who paint are usually also good at makeup, but they just transfer the paintings on paper to human skin.

Is this what the young master likes? Lin Yueyue is not sure.

Lin Yueyue hesitated, pursed her lips and half raised her eyes out of habit. Just as she was about to ask a question, Shanyue pinched her shoulder.

"It's easy to change your appearance, but it's hard to change your inner self. I can change your appearance, but I can't change your eyes, words, and actions."

Shan Yue leaned forward, her face half sideways in the bronze mirror, her eyelids long, revealing a firm sense of wisdom: "You need to think carefully about these things yourself - for example, you don't need to ask the young master everything in front of him, there are some things you need to be arbitrary;"

"For example, pay attention to him when you want to, ignore him or leave him when you don't want to, and follow your own likes and dislikes in everything;"

"For example, if he doesn't look for you now, you can just pack up and leave the house, act like a fool and act out."

Shanyue stood up slowly and spoke softly, but Lin Yueyue was frightened enough to hear it.

Lin Yueyue looked at Shanyue with a twinkling gaze: "Are you harming me?"

Shan Yue sounded like she was hearing a funny joke: "Why would I want to hurt you? How miserable can you get? Now your reputation is ruined, you've been abandoned by your family, and you have nothing. Even if you fail in your attempt, what do you have to lose?"

Lin Yueyue bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and asked again after a while: "Then why did you help me?"

"I am in charge now, facing the outside world; if you are favored, it will be for the inside world. Then we will be one inside and outside, and when I get married, I will definitely be able to get a thick dowry from the Cheng family as a backing, and even if I marry into the Shura family, I can live a stable life; you hold on to the eldest young master firmly, whether as a good concubine or a noble concubine, your sincerity will not be regarded as a waste of talent." Shanyue chose to speak in a way that would be easy for Lin Yueyue to understand.

After a moment, Lin Yueyue finally nodded in agreement.

Shan Yue said calmly, "I will take care of the rest. You should think carefully about what I just said. Tomorrow, I will ask Huang Zhi to send you a set of clothes. You can dress up like you did today and I will make sure you move out of the embroidery building immediately."

Lin Yueyue hesitated and asked, "Where should we move to?"

"In the main garden wing, I live in the same room with the eldest young master, and we are together day and night." Shanyue replied.

Lin Yueyue's eyes were filled with great surprise and joy, nakedly revealing emotions that Shanyue was not familiar with - even more sincere joy than when he had just tempted her with the offer of being the concubine.

Shanyue turned and walked to the second floor, laughing in his heart: Love is really a stupid thing, it is the sinking of betraying oneself, the cowardice of abandoning the truth, the stupidity of actively handing the knife to the butcher, like a dull kitten, defenselessly exposing its vulnerable abdomen and chest in broad daylight for people to enjoy and use.
In the pot of lotus in the narrow corner, green water ripples and the moss turns green. The ripples on the water gradually weaken and then disappear in the darkness.

Fortunately, she will never fall into this gorgeous trap.

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The next day, Huang Zhi and Chen Xiaoquan's family reported one after another.

The news that Shanyue had intimidated the Cheng sisters spread very quickly. In just one night, Chen Xiao's family changed their attitude and respectfully presented Huang Zhi's household registration and name card to Shanyue with both hands.

Shan Yue threw it to Huang Zhi and casually took a bag of silver coins and said, "Keep it safe. Find a chance to cancel your slave status in the future."

She just explained a very small matter and then hurried out of the embroidery building.

Huang Zhimu stood there blankly for a long time, holding the household registration and business card tightly in his hands, feeling like crying.

Just as the emotions were brewing, they were slapped away by a slap on the back of the head.

"Damn it, don't be lazy! We're moving today, so we need a hard worker - go move that fish tank!"

Miss Wang Er was going crazy. She was a great man who had killed gods and Buddhas all the way from Sichuan to Nanzhili, and now she was the housekeeper of He Shanyue. Moreover, she didn't have many soldiers under her command.

That little cat is one, but his hands, which are good at drawing, can't lift heavy objects. When the noise gets louder, he starts crying, and his crying makes people's heads hurt.

Fortunately, a little yellow flower came.

Huang Zhi hurriedly hid the name card in front of his chest and said with great enthusiasm: "What fish tank!"

Miss Wang Er picked up a dozen porcelain cups filled with mineral pigments and glanced at them: "Over there! At the foot of the wall! That fish tank with aquatic plants growing on it!"

Huang Zhi followed his gaze.

In the corner of the first floor, the quaint, quiet lotus bowl, which was taller than her, stood quietly.

Why do you want to move this? Huang Zhi asked.

Miss Wang Er replied, "This fish tank is at the right height. Fill it with water, and the person's head will go down when you push it down, and come up again when you lift it up with your hands. It's easy to use and doesn't strain your waist."

Huang Zhi:?
She just wanted to open a pancake shop after she got out and find a handsome husband.

Now, she looks like she has fallen into a bandit's den. She curses and yells at the sky and the earth, and even kicks any passing dog. Then look at Zhou Liniang, who is complaining, crying, and neurotic.

Although they are not quite normal, they reveal a vibrant and crazy feeling.

On second thought: it’s a bandit’s den, so be it, at least it’s a thriving bandit’s den.

After the White Dew, frost falls in the morning, and your breath brings out a cloud of condensed mist.

Two carriages left the Cheng family's back door in a low-key manner.

Cheng Xing was wearing a well-tailored indigo blue robe with clusters of gold thread, his hair was meticulously combed, and he kept looking down to fiddle with the engraved Pixiu jade pendant on his waist, and occasionally he would look at the carefully placed long-bearded ginseng.

This ginseng is probably over a hundred years old. Its veins are stretched out, its heels and feet are complete, its main branches are thick and twisted, and its head is tied up with a red silk ribbon. The veins and roots of its hands and feet are fixed with a dozen red agate silver needles the size of rice beads.

Shan Yue sat beside him, looking down quietly.

Cheng Xinghe seemed a little nervous, but afraid that Shanyue would notice, so he smiled and said, "I met Lord Liu a few times when I was a child, but I don't remember clearly, and I don't know if this gift is appropriate."

Shan Yue replied: "Gold and silver are too vulgar, and jewelry is rustic. Ginseng is a rare commodity, and it has the effect of prolonging life. It is a good way for you to show your filial piety by personally delivering it to Lord Liu."

Cheng Xinghe let out a long sigh, "Yes, yes, there is no such thing in Nanzhili. I asked someone to send it from the Northeast at full speed. This ginseng can save lives. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you are not dead, you can hold two pieces under your tongue and wait for rescue."

Shan Yue didn't say anything and the words fell to the ground: "We have some in our pharmacy, right?"

Cheng Xingchu showed a layer of sarcasm: "Yes, of course not. We have some in our pharmacy, but not much. We save them for important nobles. If those who have a little money in their pockets really need it, they can use rhubarb instead. Rhubarb looks very similar to ginseng, so no one will notice if it is used as a substitute. What are those? Are they worthy of being used as medicine like ginseng?"

Shan Yue lowered her eyes.

Cheng Xinghe knew that he had said something wrong, but he also felt that it was no big deal to speak and act unrestrainedly in front of Shan Yue, so he turned his head and lifted the curtain.

As the carriage drove out of the alley, the Cheng family opened a shop, with the mansion in the back and the shop in the front. There was a commotion on the roadside, and a dozen troublemakers gathered.

　There are also nights.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)