The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Chapter 302 Matchmaker Memories

Qingyin relied on her memory to come to the outside of Hongniang's room.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard a woman's ambiguous voice and some strange noises inside.

Qingyin froze.

After an unknown amount of time, the lingering sounds inside finally stopped. Qingyin heard rustling sounds coming from the room, as if someone was getting dressed.

With a creaky sound, the door opened and a middle-aged man with a slim figure walked out. He walked out slowly with a satisfied expression on his face, as if he had enjoyed the most luxurious enjoyment in the world.

He glanced lightly at Qingyin, who was thin and trapped in the shadows beside him, then withdrew his gaze and walked away to the end of the corridor.

After everyone left, Qingyin heard a woman's gentle voice coming from inside:

"come in."

Qingyin pushed the door open and walked in with her head down.

"Why don't you dare look at me? Or do you still find this disgusting?"

There was no trace of sharpness in Hongniang's voice, but Qingyin had to raise her head and respond to her.

The woman on the bed was only wearing a thin pink nightgown. Perhaps she had just experienced sex, and she exuded charm. Her hair was messy but not ugly, but rather exuded a kind of charm.

Qingyin looked at her seriously.

"No, the lady is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."

Hongniang was stunned.

How could she, a woman who had experienced many hardships, not see the seriousness in the girl's eyes? It was because she was too serious that she was rarely absent-minded.

The tone seemed to be somewhat evasive.

"You, you have a sweet mouth."

Hongniang hastily changed the subject, "Okay, come over here and let me take a closer look."

Qingyin walked to her side, tilted his head up and put his head under the woman's head. Hongniang could see the face more clearly, and so could Qingyin.

Hongniang was not exceptionally pretty, but she had thick eyebrows and narrow eyes, which gave her a kind of aggressiveness. Combined with her unique temperament, she had the aura of a top beauty, like a corrupt and beautiful flower, which attracted people strongly.

Under Hongniang, Qingyin could smell the strong scent of makeup on her body, which was a bit like peach blossoms, not unpleasant but quite fragrant.

Qingyin appreciates beautiful women and women with personality.

Hongniang was such a woman. No wonder the original body's character and conduct became closer to her imperceptibly under her guidance, and he could not forget this woman.

Qingyin was distracted.

But the same is true for matchmaker.

Looking down at this pitifully thin face, Hongniang could not help but be mesmerized by those bright eyes, as if she saw a deep ocean, dangerous and tolerant. The girl seemed to have her own unique and extremely attractive trait. Hongniang didn't know if she was bewitched by those eyes. She suddenly felt that if it was the girl under her at that time, her path to becoming the most beautiful courtesan would not have been so difficult.

"You have beautiful eyes."

"Thank you ma'am."

Hongniang waved her hand, as if she had turned back into the cold and indifferent courtesan that Qingyin had first met.

"You will be my personal maid from now on."

"Yes."

Matchmaker did not give Qingyin the chance to choose, but this time Qingyin was different from her original self.

In the previous life, Hongniang told her original self about her future choices, but she didn't. Instead, she made her a personal maid.

Qingyin was not in a hurry either. She was fundamentally different from her original body, and Hongniang might not treat her the same way as she did her original body.

In the next few days, Qingyin took good care of Hongniang.

Just like a worm in Hongniang's stomach, Qingyin got what she wanted before she even opened her mouth.

Throughout the day, Hongniang was well taken care of and her complexion looked much better.

In the darkness of the night, Matchmaker had a rare rest today.

Qingyin brought her a basin of hot water, which contained medicinal herbs that Qingyin had prescribed from the pharmacy. She asked Hongniang to put her feet in it. The black medicinal waves swayed on her fair instep, which was so comfortable that it made people sigh.

But Hongniang's attention was on the thin girl who was massaging her legs seriously.

"Why are you so nice to me."

Qingyin didn't look back, "Hongniang saved me, gave me food and clothes."

"Really? It's that simple?"

"Ah."

Hongniang's eyes flickered as she said to Qingyin, "You are honest."

"Hey, little girl, are you interested in listening to a story from me?"

Qingyin looked at Hongniang with her dark and bright eyes. Hongniang smiled and said, "Forget it. Whether you want to listen or not, I have to talk to you."

"Your eyes are somewhat similar to mine back then, but also somewhat different. I can't tell."

"At that time, I was reduced to living in the Red Mansion due to my poor family background. Because of my ugly appearance, I became a servant. I was hungry and cold all day long. I was also very stubborn and always quarreled with others. I was often beaten by the eunuchs. Later, a poor scholar came to the Red Mansion and felt sorry for me, so he threw me half a cake.

Oh, just that half piece of cake made my heart fall on that man. "

At this point, Hongniang's eyes became different from before, and her tone became sarcastic.

Qingyin listened to Hongniang telling her story. She fell in love with a poor but talented scholar. For the sake of that scholar, she began to please the girls in the building seriously, started to make money, and got a share of the salary.

She did the hardest and most tiring work, and did not have enough to eat every day, but she gave all the money she earned with great difficulty to the poor scholar to go to Beijing for the imperial examination.

Before leaving, Hongniang asked the man, "Will you regret falling in love with a prostitute like her?"

The handsome man said without hesitation: "Hongniang is the cleanest woman I have ever seen. When I pass the exam, the first thing I will do is to come back and marry you."

Just like that, the poor scholar left with the money.

For a whole year, the matchmaker waited and waited.

When the Jinshi results were announced the following year, she clearly saw the name of the poor scholar above the Tanhua result—Lin Bichen. The name she had been thinking about day and night appeared in her eyes.

At that moment, Hongniang's clever brain blocked herself out. She foolishly wondered if Lin Lang had encountered other things and was too late to pick her up.

Later, after one or two years, Hongniang was just a lowly maid in the Red Mansion. She could not find out the current identities of the Jinshi admitted by the court and Lin Lang.

After another year and two years, Hongniang waited and waited. She grew from a young girl to an old girl, but still did not wait for her Lin Lang.

Instead, he learned the news about Lin Lang from a rare good friend in the Red Mansion. The third place winner had already married the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion after his ranking was published in the newspaper. After that, Lin Bichen became more and more successful in the court.

At that moment, the woman who survived the brothel had her heart dead, and Hongniang fell seriously ill.

After waking up, Hongniang said to the madam: "She wants to receive guests and no longer be a servant."

The madam looked Hongniang up and down, as if she was evaluating a commodity. Hongniang, who used to get angry with such a look, now stared at the madam without saying a word. In the end, the madam agreed to her, probably because of her pretty good plump figure.

From that day on, Hongniang was no longer Lin Lang’s matchmaker, but everyone’s matchmaker.

Her temperament changed and became somewhat charming.

At night, Hongniang received customers. During the day, she studied hard to play the piano, sing opera, and dance. If she couldn't learn them, she would study hard. Her skin was rough, so she used the money earned by her customers to carefully maintain her skin. In the end, her figure became better and better, her skin became more and more delicate, and she mastered more and more skills. She replaced the previous courtesan in the Red Mansion and became the new courtesan.

The reputation is getting bigger and bigger.

Even rich people who are thousands of miles away are willing to spend a fortune to buy her a night.

"I have met many men who are willing to pay to redeem me, but I am filled with disgust. I know what these people want. They just saw a beautiful flower on the road, and this flower is quite special, so they want to pick it. It's ridiculous. They are obviously as stupid as pigs and are happy with just a little coaxing."

"It's really funny. My heart had already died a long time ago, but last month, I got news about that man. Lin Lang, oh Lin Lang, he is such a heartless man. Even when he came to Huaihe County, he was unwilling to come to see me, his old lover. He is really cruel."

Hongniang laughed so hard that tears came out.

But everyone in this room knew the pain and resentment in her heart.

"After so many years, Lin Lang, who is just a man, passed the imperial examination and even abandoned me so easily. How could he do that? How could he do that... If I were a man, I would definitely be more capable than him."

Soon, Hongniang calmed down and wiped away her tears with a handkerchief.

"It's a pity that I'm just a woman."

"So, little girl, I'll give you two options. One is to become the next courtesan of the Red Mansion. I'll teach you how to seduce men..."

"I'll choose the next one." Qingyin looked at Hongniang seriously and said.

"You are really anxious girl."

Hongniang was stunned for another second and said.

"Do you know what the second path is? How hard and even dangerous it is?"

Qing Yin raised her head and knelt on the ground, her eyes burning: "I want to avenge Hong Niang, I want that Lin Bichen to die."

"Okay, okay." Hongniang smiled, this time not with sadness but with anticipation.

There was a glimmer of madness in Hongniang's eyes. When she smiled, she seemed to have seen the once elegant Lin Lang kneeling on the ground, having lost all his proud achievements, and looking as miserable as the worst gutter rat in the world.

Her face flushed and she started to play Qingyin seriously.

"From now on, you will be called Shane."

Hongniang's real name is Xie Hongyu. After so many years, she suddenly remembered this unfamiliar name. Looking at Qingyin, who was given her name, her eyes softened a lot.

"it is good."

……

Qingyin became Hongniang's personal maid.

During the day she followed Hongniang to learn dancing, piano and pipa.

At night, when Matchmaker had “no” time, she would read books seriously late at night.

In one or two months, in order to make her body shape closer to that of a man, Hongniang specially arranged some body shaping for Qingyin.

To Hongniang, Qingyin was like a slowly growing seedling that needed to be tempered, but it was growing rapidly beside her.

Sometimes, Qingyin admired Hongniang's intelligence, and Hongniang was also surprised by Qingyin's rapid learning speed. Whether in dancing or studying, Hongniang deeply felt that Xie Yin was a genius, a very rare genius.

She was also more convinced that Xie Yin could avenge her.

During the six years, daily medicinal baths, dancing, and adequate nutrition have made Qingyin's body fit. Because she has not left the Red Mansion yet and has not taken the beauty pill, she cannot cause any unexpected trouble in the Red Mansion for the time being.

The appearance of this body itself was not too bad, with delicate features, and coupled with Qingyin's own temperament, he looked like a slender young man.

That night, Qingyin walked into Hongniang's room as usual.

She was not surprised to smell the decadent scent of cosmetics in the house.

"Sister." Qingyin called.

A woman's cough was heard from the red gauze curtain, and soon a pair of white hands stretched out, revealing the woman's pale face that was stained abnormally red.

"Ayin, come here and help me up."

Qingyin walked over and gently helped Hongniang sit on the chair.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the haggard woman in her arms.

"You need to see a doctor."

Hongniang smiled and said, "It's just a cold. I consulted a doctor yesterday and the doctor was fine."

Qingyin stared at her and said nothing.

Hongniang felt sad. Come on, this little sister is becoming more and more capable, and her aura is terrifying.

"Okay, I'll call the doctor after I finish talking, okay?"

Qingyin nodded, as long as she agreed, it would be fine.

Hongniang looked at the girl standing upright beside her and asked, "Are you confident, Qiuwei?"

Qingyin: "It won't fail."

With just four words, Hongniang smiled, and her face became even redder.

"very nice."

—

Their parting was silent.

No one knew that one night, a personal maid of an oiran left the Red Mansion, and was replaced by a slender and handsome young man standing on the boat.

The Autumn Examination was held in Huailin, a city close to the Huai River.

Qingyin could sit on the boat and transport the goods through the river that separated the two cities.

At this time, it was probably the bustling time of the Autumn Examination, and the big ship was full of students going to Huailin to take the exam.

Qingyin is inconspicuous on this big ship.

Except for eating, when he would occasionally appear in front of a table to do something, Qingyin would usually lie quietly in his little bed, flipping through the book in his hand.

Chen Wang had been observing this young man for a long time. At first, he only found that this young man ate very cleanly and had beautiful eyes, but he was too silent and dull, like the kind of nerd he hated. However, he did not hate this young man.

The young master of the Chen family, who deliberately left his servants behind and slipped onto the boat early to attend the Autumn Examination, finally couldn't help but talk to Qingyin.

Chen Wang, who deliberately waited for Qingyin's meal time on weekdays, casually brought a plate of braised fish and rice bought from someone else and placed it in front of Qingyin.

"Hi, how are you, sir?" A face with red lips and white teeth appeared in front of Qingyin.

Qingyin raised her head slightly and her eyes fell on the face that had appeared in front of her four or five times. The fabric of his clothes was very good, there were no calluses on his hands, and his eyes were innocent. He was a rich, naive and innocent young man raised by his parents.

After confirming that the boy in front of him was not a threat, Qing Yin gave him a calm response: "Hello."

Chen Wang blushed. If someone dared to speak to him like this under normal circumstances, he would definitely think that someone was deliberately provoking him and looking down on him, but the young man in front of him... he inexplicably had the illusion that it was an honor for him to be able to greet him.

The scene suddenly fell silent again, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Qingyin didn't care why the silly boy opposite suddenly blushed, and continued to take the dry food she brought, soaked it in the hot water she bought, and swallowed it whole. She didn't care about the food in her mouth, not to mention that these dry food were prepared by her sister, so it would not be wasted if she finished it.

Qingyin carefully ate up the biscuit in her hand that had been softened by hot water. Her slender white fingers holding the golden biscuit even made her hands look better. Especially when the boy nibbled on it carefully, her pink lips stuck to her fingers and nibbled it off bit by bit. Her red lips were accidentally stained with a little bit of biscuit powder.