Chapter 286: Princess, Please Have Some Tea
A warm tatami mat.
Sweet tea.
Lots of off-season fruits.
Mianmian and Brother Chong were settled together in this room, drinking tea and eating snacks and fruits.
There were also some books piled up in the room.
Mianmian felt that the furnishings in this room seemed somewhat familiar.
She inexplicably felt like it was similar to the hotel or homestay she had set up in Jingzhou.
At first, she thought the old woman stringing beads was some kind of nanny, but now it seemed she was the mistress.
In this era, it was rare to see a woman of this age with such a good figure.
For commoners of this age, they would already be old and worn out from hard labor; never mind their figure, even standing straight was actually difficult.
If they were noble ladies, due to frequent childbirth, long periods of sitting, and lack of exercise, they were prone to having potbellies and their figures would be completely distorted.
Anyway, this was a very cruel era for women.
Even if you were a noblewoman, after giving birth to so many children, losing your figure, and losing yourself, you still had to smile as you helped your husband take concubines and offered him fresh, beautiful young women.
Even if there were rebellious women who didn’t have children and maintained their figures, they would ultimately be criticized.
In short, anyone who could live to this age while remaining so carefree and daring to court death was not an ordinary person.
Mianmian even wondered if she was a fellow countrywoman.
However, in their conversation, it didn’t seem so; the other party didn’t get her references.
When the old woman finished tidying up and came out.
Oh wow!
A great beauty.
And a great beauty with a tattoo on her face!
If you have a tattoo, you definitely can’t get fat or thin, because if you do, the tattoo will stretch or shrink, the pattern will change, and it will just look like a blob, very ugly.
Getting a tattoo all over the face, maybe that shouldn’t be called a tattoo, but face-inking?
Looking closely, it seemed she had been injured, just like her Elder Brother.
It was tattooed over the scar later to cover it up.
Given the extent to which this old woman courted death, it wasn’t surprising she had been injured.
“Old woman, this tatami mat of yours is so comfortable, and there is even underfloor heating; it’s so warm,” Mianmian said, sighing comfortably while eating and drinking.
Princess Huiyun had no idea what tatami mats or underfloor heating were; it was just that she was very willful and liked to float in water, so her Imperial Brother had sent people from the Ministry of Works to install them in her residence because he was worried she would catch a cold.
It must have been very expensive, as only her room had it, and it was said that someone had to keep boiling hot water constantly.
“If you like it, you can move in and live with me. Also, don’t call me old woman; you can call me Princess.”
“Pfft!” Mianmian was drinking water and ended up spitting it out.
Because her brain suddenly connected to the modern world.
She wiped her mouth, saw the old woman sitting opposite her who had just been sprayed in the face, and quickly took out a handkerchief.
“Princess, please wipe your head.”
Princess Huiyun:…
She didn’t know why, but hearing the word “Princess” come out of this brat’s mouth always felt like it had a special meaning.
She still really wanted to hit her; what to do?
Next, she saw this little brat, wearing a face that looked very much like her own, jumping around.
“Princess, please have some tea.”
“Princess, please have some fruit.”
“Princess, please…”
“Enough,” Princess Huiyun gritted her teeth. “You had better call me old woman instead.”
“Uh.” This old woman’s temperament was really fickle; very much like a princess.
Thinking about it, in this era, there really were princesses.
Mianmian became a bit more well-behaved.
This old woman looked kind, and her temper seemed very good. She had given her a gorgeous string of beads upon their first meeting, which she quite liked.
For some reason, she felt that in front of this old woman, she inexplicably wanted to court death.
Zi Congheng sat to one side, and when he heard the person in front of them refer to herself as a Princess, he had already become as still as an old monk in meditation.
Watching Mianmian continuously court death.
He wondered if, even if he revealed his identity, the Grand Princess would spare their lives.
Was Father kowtowing in the underworld? Was his head hurting?
“Old woman, are you really a Princess? Old woman, you are so nice. My Father told me to try not to go out much in the capital because there are too many big shots in the capital, and you have to kneel and bow at every turn; it’s not good.”
Princess Huiyun had originally wanted to throw this child out; she really had a headache.
She remembered her nephew, the Crown Prince, as a very well-behaved child.
She hadn’t expected the daughter he fathered to have such a lively personality.
But hearing this sentence, her heart softened again.
Was this something the Crown Prince instructed before he died?
You are the daughter of the Crown Prince; whom would you need to kneel to when you go out? You don’t need to kneel to anyone.
She couldn’t help but reach out and stroke her head.
Then she watched her smoothly twist her body and escape her head from her hand.
“Old woman, don’t touch my head. Father and Elder Brother both like to touch my head, and they’ve touched my hair thin.”
Princess Huiyun raised an eyebrow and looked at her hair; it did seem a bit sparse.
She wanted to laugh a little.
Then she heard the little brat say: “If you keep touching it, it will become as sparse as the old woman’s hair.”
Princess Huiyun’s face stiffened again.
…Throw her out, throw her out…
Princess Huiyun felt that this little brat was born to be her nemesis (o(╥﹏╥)o).
How could there be a child whose every word was so unpleasant to hear?
Every word was heartbreaking.
What did she do wrong?
“Stay for lunch,” Princess Huiyun said, fleeing in a panic. If she didn’t leave, she was worried she would grab this little brat, lift her above her head, slam her on the ground, lift her again, and slam her on the ground again…
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