Crow after crow fills the sky.

  A wind beast crouches on one corner of the eaves, its claws covering a green stone ball, its big mouth open to reveal sharp teeth.

  In the afternoon, spring water irrigates summer branches, silver papyrus spits out new green, stretching out of the wall several branches, clusters like children, wind moving joyful.

  The girl guarding the gate sat on a wooden bench leaning against a tree, half asleep and half awake. The old copper hairpin held her bun in place, and as she nodded off from exhaustion, it emitted a faint glow in the sunlight.

  Apart from the chirping of birds, there was no other sound.

  Bang! Bang! The copper ring on the door shook violently.

  The birds took flight. The girls eyes widened instantly.

  "Who is it? Come at a good time? Dont know if the young lady is taking a nap?" Complaining about disturbing her dream, but not daring to speak loudly, afraid of which master.

  Bang Bang - This is urgent.

  The girl had just dodged and was about to take a few steps back when she was pushed from behind.

  Like master, like servant.

  As soon as she saw who it was, the girl dared to speak up again, "Auntie An, youre driving so fast, let the dog chase us!"

  Anpozi snorted, but didnt really get angry, and laughed with a wrinkled face. "The dog didnt chase, but the magpie pecked at it. Green Chrysanthemum, is the young lady in? Go report to her for me."

  Green Chrysanthemum saw that the most capable housekeeper, Mrs., had tolerated her this time, and knew that something good was bound to happen. However, the good things from before, falling into this courtyard, might not necessarily be good after all.

  "Take a rest, Mother An." She turned around and poured a cup of tea from the low table, "Its been steeped for a moment, still warm. The weather is neither cold nor hot, its comfortable to drink. You know that Miss has been feeling weak lately, she takes a nap after noon for half an hour, and now shes sleeping. Why dont you drink slowly, we can chat for a bit, when theres some noise inside, Ill let her know right away."

  "Alas, is this something that can be waited for? The rooms ahead are all delighted, the maidservants are busy attending to several young ladies, their feet not touching the ground. Youre actually idle. Green Chrysanthemum, hurry and help me take a look, maybe the young lady has woken up." Anpozis mouth smiled as she drank tea without spilling a drop.

  Lu Jing is a second-rate servant girl, An Pozi is a first-rate old maid, but today this old woman is unusually polite.

  The girl was clever and usually didnt get along with her mother-in-law, but she smiled and said, "Please sit down, mom. Ill go ask."

  "Good girl, Ill be waiting for you outside. Im just going to wait for the young lady to send word." Anpozi laughed until her face was stiff.

  The lotus flower skirt moves, and the green chrysanthemum walks towards the main house.

  An old woman held a tea tray in one hand and a lid in the other, no longer drinking her tea. She stared in the direction of the main house, and her old face revealed a look of disgust and disdain. "The master doesnt act like a master, and the servant girl doesnt act like a servant girl."

  Green chrysanthemum pushes bamboo curtain into house.

  In the copper stove with a half-wall of bamboo and plum blossoms, a faint wisp of blue smoke rises, filling the air with the fragrance of peonies and lilies, warm but not cold, sweet but not cloying.

  Green Chrysanthemum slightly opened the curtain and quietly looked inside, where a layer of cloud-like gauze was drawn in front of the pear-wood bed, faintly revealing a slender figure leaning inward.

  Thats just not waking up.

  The girls temperament is not like pottery clay.

  Green chrysanthemum is in a difficult situation. The ones in front cant be offended, and the ones inside cant be offended either. Its just stuck there, hesitating to lift the curtain, unable to advance or retreat.

  Suddenly, her back was slapped with a loud noise, not heavy but enough to scare. When she turned around, she accidentally made a big noise and the bamboo curtain almost hit the door.

  A white and tender hand like a peeled bamboo shoot grasped the swaying curtain and carefully pulled it to the edge of the door.

  "Indigo." Green Chrysanthemum touched her chest, "You scared me half to death."

  A pair of autumn-washed eyes, amidst the good weather outside, ripples out fragmented leaf shadows. The voice is steady and unremarkable, slightly low, like a drop of emerald green in clear water, making it impossible for listeners to take lightly.

  "Sneaking around, waking up the girl, youre asking for trouble yourself, but it has nothing to do with me."

  Another slender hand, steadily holding a peach wood tray, with a white porcelain teapot and tea cups on it. On the wrist that is even more delicate than the white porcelain, not a single bracelet is worn. A narrow-sleeved cloud-colored spring dress, with a color like the tender green of willow leaves, a new tea-green silver belt around her waist, without even a perfume pouch or embroidered bag attached, her hair simply tied up with a satin ribbon.

  Such a plain and unobtrusive person, when she first started serving the young lady, stuck to her back like a faint shadow, it wasnt until half a month had passed that Green Chrysanthemum gradually took notice of her.

  "Dark purple, see you bringing tea over, is the young lady waking up?" The first thing the young lady does after waking up is to drink a cup of warm tea.

  "Its about two quarters. The young lady woke up early yesterday. I was afraid that she might wake up early again, and the tea would be late, so I prepared it in advance." Mozi glanced at the sunlight coming through the window, "Youre on door duty today, what are you doing running into the house?"

  "This is the work of that little girl, coming to our girls courtyard, how come theres no assignment?" Green Chrysanthemum said with a sharp tongue, "Obviously bullying us. But since the young lady doesnt mind, we still have to take turns keeping watch. Under the scorching sun, Im sweating profusely. Im not afraid of the heat, after all, Ive been out with the young lady and suffered before. What bothers me is that when I get back home, I still have to do the work of those little girls, and be subtly squeezed by those in front..."

  Mozi Bian listened to the complaints, not interrupting Lü Ju. She put down the peach wood tray and took out the plum blossom snow silk teapot basket, pouring tea into it carefully to prevent the tea from getting cold.

  After Qingju finished speaking, Mozis task was also completed.

  "Ans mom can really sit tight." Mozi either didnt speak or when she did, she gave Lüju a shock.

  "Look at me, I was just talking to you and now Ive completely forgotten. This An Pozi, knowing that the young lady would definitely take a nap in the afternoon, deliberately chose this time to come, insisting on seeing the young lady, and not letting me come in to check on her. What do you think we should do?" Mo Zi had been by the young ladys side for only half a year or so, but compared to those who had served her since childhood, he was more able to speak his mind.

  "What did Mom just say to you?" Mozi wanted to know more details.

  Green Chrysanthemum frowned and thought for a moment, "She knocked on the door in a hurry, I asked her if she was chased by a dog, but she said something about a magpie."

  Her eyes, like two crescent moons, curved upwards with a hint of surprise in them, "Orchid Magpie?"

  "Cant it? They say its something that cant be delayed, and all the other rooms are surrounding the girls. Green Chrysanthemum said a few words in a low voice, "She seems to have some good news, but Ive been thinking about it, and I still cant figure out what the good news is. You see, before the New Year, when the young lady returned home, the master took away the account book. The mistress seemed calm on the surface, saying that the young lady had been managing the family business for years, running around from south to north, and it was too tiring, letting her rest until after the summer solstice. Our young lady rested on one side, while on the other side, the master handed over the account book to Fourth Master and Fifth Master. What does that mean? It means shes been working hard for nothing!"

  "Green Chrysanthemum, its already settled by the young lady, we just need to do our part." Thinking of those account books as thick as small mountains, Mozi raised her eyebrows and was in a good mood.

  Green Chrysanthemum is the most heartless one in this yard, pouting her mouth, "Im not worth it for our girl. Working hard for these few years, making wedding clothes for others."

  "Its fine to say that here, but if you dare to speak out of turn outside the courtyard, Miss will have you kneel on the stone slab." Meizi warned.

  Green Chrysanthemum thought it was natural, and then heard a delicate and lazy voice coming from the bedroom.

  "Who is outside?"

  Deep purple.

  Soft and gentle tone floats lightly.

  Two voices, like two golden pearls colliding, shine brightly in competition.