Before you know it, spring is ending and summer's new dawn breaks.
Yuè Niáng left and didn't come back. Qín Lǎng left and didn't return.
Inside the Western Garden, Qin Yu's family lived a very peaceful life. Since Xie Yun invited an old Chinese doctor who had been hiding in the deep mountains and forests to come down from the mountain, he would check up on Qin Yu every three days. Moreover, with the warm weather of Xunyang, Qin Yu's legs had some color. Every time after acupuncture, there were occasional reactions, and Cui Feng's smile at the corner of her eyes increased a lot compared to before.
And his younger cousin Qin Xun, who was usually very playful, would run around the courtyard with a small bow and arrow looking for targets. The servants in the mansion would all avoid this little tyrant. Moreover, there was one time when Xie Yun couldn't resist him and took Xun to a military camp. Seeing the strong men wielding swords and guns, Qin Xun was overjoyed and shouted that he must learn martial arts.
In order to stabilize his temperament, the mansion first invited a master to start writing from "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Classic", practicing large characters every day. At first, the little guy was mischievous, always thinking about dancing with swords, but when he practiced writing large characters, he became quiet for a while every day. As for later on, no one could have predicted that this mischievous Xun Ge would actually make great achievements in calligraphy and become a master of his generation. This is a story for later, and I'll stop here for now.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the city of Jianyang is notoriously a furnace. As soon as summer arrives, it's really steaming hot. Qin Miao has been lazy and idle recently, and he has added many ice blocks to his room, but they don't relieve the heat.
So she began to ponder. One day in the afternoon, the heat outside was rolling, and the heat inside was steaming. She was unhappy, so she stripped herself bare, leaving only a bellyband and a pair of shorts. This made her feel somewhat relieved.
She lay lazily on the couch, fanning herself with a silk fan from time to time.
"Hey, my girl. How... are you lying like this?" Zi Xuan had just brought some ice from the cellar and as soon as she entered the house, she saw her own daughter with her shoulders rounded and arms slender exposed outside, so she casually picked up a few pieces of gauze that had just been delivered to the room and wrapped Qin Miao tightly.
Zi Xuan looked left and right, seeing that there was no one else around, she finally let out a breath of relief. But in her words, she still stuttered: "You are now the wife of the Marquis, this is... if people see it, it's not good."
"What's wrong with that?!"
Qin Miao was never a person bound by worldly conventions. After leaving Xie Yan, she thought about it and felt that living according to her nature was the real happiness. At present, her own shop is doing well, often able to bring out new things.
In a few days, the Qingfengpu in Yangzhou City received a new batch of styles, all of which were small clothes for women's boudoirs, most suitable for home wear. Since these clothes are close-fitting and not suitable for display outside, any interested woman can enter to take a closer look.
Qin Miao named it officially, and also gave this series of small clothes a very poetic name, called Haitang Spring. From then on, the ladies in the city and the courtesans in the building were all scrambling to buy them. For a time, the Haitang Spring series was in short supply.
It may be successful with Hai Tang Chun, or it may fail with Hai Tang Chun. At this time, Qin Miao should be sitting at home, watching the sales of Hai Tang Chun with a happy heart, and having a beautiful dream of golden mountains and silver mountains. However, in the city of Xiangyang, a rumor suddenly spread quietly.
