(Second update)

Author: Egret Ye Qilin

(Second update)

Yang Mu sneered and said: "In anger, a dog jumps over the wall. No matter how well the mouse hides in the gutter, when the sun shines in the gutter, it has nowhere to hide."

Daishan turned his head and thought for a while, then said: "I know, my slave, what the lady means is that the eldest lady is not a peaceful and docile person to begin with. Her true temperament is usually hidden in the darkness. When she is in an extremely bad mood,

I can’t hide it anymore.”

Yang Mu turned his head, glanced at her approvingly, and said, "That's right! Daishan is so smart!"

Daishan has a bright smile, and her ordinary appearance is a little more agile.

The two were talking when suddenly a melodious flute sound was heard, followed by a guzheng ensemble.

Yang Mu didn't know many songs and couldn't tell what the music was. He just felt happy and made his whole body comfortable.

Daishan pointed to a looming cornice in a dense forest and said, "It seems to be coming from there."

Yang Mu asked: "What courtyard is there?" On the day she first arrived, Grandma Wang took her through this place, but she did not introduce the hidden corner.

Daishan thought for a while and said: "We all know the courtyard on the east side of the house, and there are several secret courtyards on the west side. I have never been to this. But looking at the direction, it should be Ting Yuxuan, where people seem to live.

She is a concubine of the Duke, and her surname seems to be Luan."

Yang Mu took a few steps towards that side and said, "Let's go and listen to music."

After coming to this world, Yang Mu really hadn't heard music a few times. This music was nice. She wanted to listen to it up close and meet Aunt Luan.

Tingyuxuan is built on the mountain. There are some bamboos in the courtyard, and there are more strange-shaped stones. A stream of water passes through the courtyard and flows to the lake.

The door of Tingyuxuan was open, and there was no servant guarding the door. Yang Mu and Daishan just walked straight in and entered the courtyard.

In the courtyard, under some tall bamboo bushes, two women were sitting, dressed in green, playing the flute, and in white, playing the kite, like tacit partners.

The flowing music flowed and filled the yard.

A few magpies stood in the yard and listened to the music, seemingly fascinated.

The woman in white is probably the mistress, and her headdress is much more expensive than the one in green.

After just one song, the woman in white wearing the kite raised her head and saw Yang Mu, with a slight smile on her lips and said, "Is this the second young lady?"

Yang Mu looked at the woman who was about the same age as Tang, nodded slightly and said, "Is it Aunt Luan?"

The woman in white smiled, stood up, and said, "That's right." She said to the woman in green who was playing the flute, "Let me show the second lady some tea."

The woman in green smiled and went to make tea.

The woman in white sat on a stone bench nearby, pointed to another stone bench, and said: "Second Miss, please sit down."

Yang Mu was not polite, walked over, sat down, and looked Aunt Luan up and down.

This aunt is undoubtedly very good-looking, but the indifference between her brows and eyes makes her a bit repellent.

The woman in green brought a pot of tea, poured a cup for each of Yang Mu and Aunt Luan, and also gave Daishan a cup.

Daishan was a little flattered. Ever since she became a maid, except the young lady and Mrs. Bao, there really was no one to serve her tea.

Aunt Luan introduced: "This is Mother Gui."

Gui's mother saluted Yang Mu and said, "I have long heard that the second young lady is heroic and heroic. Now that I see it, she is indeed well-deserved!"

Aunt Luan smiled calmly and said: "She admired Princess Qilin of the previous dynasty the most. She loved her as much as she loved her, so she longed for women who knew kung fu. She said she had the demeanor of a female general."

Yang Mu knew about Princess Qilin leading the women's army to guard the border in the previous dynasty, but compared to such a patriotic and protective person, how could a warrior like her be compared?

Yang Mu was praised, but he didn't take it seriously. He smiled, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and suddenly asked in surprise: "Is this made from bamboo leaves?"

Mother Gui said: "It's not just bamboo leaves, but also pine needles and mint. Drinking it in summer is the best way to relieve the heat."

Yang Mu nodded, took another taste, and said, "It really tastes good!"

Mother Gui’s eyes signaled Daishan to try it too.

Daishan was indeed a little thirsty. A cup of tea made her whole body cool, and she quickly asked about cooking methods.

Gui's mother didn't hide her secrets. She took Daishan to the small red clay stove and taught her step by step.

Aunt Luan looked at one who was teaching and studying seriously, and turned to Yang Mu and said, "Actually, I have known you were back for a long time. It's just that the movements in the house were unknown and I was embarrassed, so I didn't send you a congratulatory gift."

She took a sip of tea and continued: "Most people in the mansion are like this. Once the ancestral hall is opened and the ancestors are informed, they will naturally send gifts."

Yang Mu looked at Aunt Luan in surprise. This was the second person she had seen in the mansion who spoke so straightforwardly.

The first one is Down syndrome because he is too straight-minded.

The Aunt Luan in front of her has a gentle and calm temperament, and her words are well-founded. She obviously does not belong to the Tang syndrome.

Aunt Luan turned to look at her and asked, "Do you think my words are a little too superficial?"

Yang Mu nodded and said, "We just met for the first time."

Aunt Luan smiled lightly and said: "The worldly people in this house are either interests or enemies."

Yang Muruo said thoughtfully: "Aunt Luan is my grandfather's concubine. We are not at odds with each other. Obviously we are not enemies."

Then there is only profit.

Mrs. Chen was not happy with her granddaughter, and obviously she would not be happy with her husband's concubine.

So are the two of them considered to be in the same camp?

Aunt Luan's beautiful face flashed with a hint of softness and said, "You are very smart."

Yang Mu raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean? It's written all over my face."

Aunt Luan looked at her proud little appearance and couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth and bring a smile to her eyes.

This smile can be said to be colorless.

Yang Mu was a little curious, what was the background of Aunt Luan, who was unknown in the Yang family?

Not only is she beautiful, but her temperament is also first-class. Judging from today’s conversation, she is even more of a smart person.

Why is she so inconspicuous in the Yang family? Is it because of her indifferent temperament?

Aunt Luan let her look at her, drank tea gracefully, and asked slowly: "Are you curious about me?"

Yang Mu nodded generously and admitted, saying: "When Grandma Wang took me to visit the garden, she never mentioned my aunt. I understand this. After all, Grandma Wang is my grandmother's manager. But why do people in this house rarely mention my aunt?

"

It seems that Aunt Luan is a transparent person in this house.

Aunt Luan put down her tea cup, her eyes wandered, she glanced at Yang Mu, and said with a smile: "Of course she has her own tricks. Since the death of the Madam, the backyard has been her world. If you want no one in the backyard to be noticed,

The simplest way is to ground her and then remove the people around her, making her seem like a dispensable person."

Yang Muguang looked around and heard only the chirping of birds and the sound of gurgling water in the rain pavilion. Surprisingly, besides Aunt Gui, there was only a woman sitting on the porch and taking a nap.

Compared to my own Green Bamboo Courtyard, this place is indeed quite deserted.

There will be another chapter later
Chapter completed!