《Legend of Concubine's Daughter Minglan 知否知否 應是綠肥紅瘦》C29 - No Sanctuary Will Last Forever, so Face the World Alone
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Minglan knew clearly that the benefits of living in the Hall of Peaceful Ages lied in not only the improvement of food, clothes and living conditions but also a soothing pace of life. She didn't need to be bossed around by others and lived a comfortable and free life. For these years living in the Hall of Peaceful Age, Minglan had never been spited by Wang shi and seldomly talked with siblings. Every day she enjoyed her accompanying with Old Madam Sheng, reading, writing or doing needlework in front of her and sleeping next to her at night.
Every time Rulan felt envious, she had wanted to make some troubles for Minglan but the journey would be confronted by a series of obstacles—the gate of the Hall of Peaceful Age, Fang Mama in the principal room, and Cui Mama in the wing-room. By the time she finally arrived at the Pear Chamber to catch Minglan, she found Old Madam Sheng was chanting Buddhist scriptures next door. How could she find fault with Minglan especially when she was even exempted from her daily greeting to Wang shi by Old Madam on the pretext of Minglan's young age and poor health.
Since moving into the Hall of Peaceful Ages, no one had dared to annoy Minglan or gave her a supercilious look. Old Madam Sheng's love and caring for Minglan was well perceived by the latter and Minglan was truly grateful for it. However, since Molan moved into the Luxuriant Pavilion, Minglan had the feeling that her happy days were coming to an end.
"... The girls are growing older, so they should live in their own rooms. Since the Luxuriant Pavilion have a vacant room, why not let Minglan move in? Then she can spend more time with her sisters. Nobody knows when they can meet with one another after getting married." Wang shi said with a smile to Old Madam Sheng the day after Changbai came back home passing the provincial exam.
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Minglan, practicing calligraphy in the inner room, heard it, and her heart missed a beat. She took a glance at Danju, who was sitting facing Minglan and grinding the ink for her on the brick bed, and found Danju was also a bit shocked. For some time, silence hovered the outer room and only Old Madam Sheng's low sound of coughing was heard. Fang Mama said smiling, "That makes perfect sense, Madam. Just yesterday Old Madam mentioned with me that we should let Sixth Young Lady live alone...However, you know, my Madam, thanks to Sixth Young Lady that the Hall of Peaceful Ages has turned livelier throughout these years. Though Old Mama's health is getting better..."
Fang Mama paused her sentence, leaving an almost obvious implication. Wang shi looked a bit embarrassed, "It's indeed me being negligent. Of course, ....
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