The girls all started laughing when they saw this. A fifteen-year-old girl wearing a turquoise cloak topped with gray rabbit fur smiled. âDonât listen to senior auntâs words, auntie! She talks like she wasnât in a hurry. Sheâd only sat for a short time at grandmotherâs before checking the time four times. My mother said that we all might as well head outside since senior aunt was so anxious. âPerhaps a watched kettle will boil!â Thatâs why we all came out.â The girlâs voice was clear and crisp, giving rise to more laughter from the crowd.
Qin Yining was watching silently off to the side, sensing the sheer welcome bubbling from this household. Another young girl wearing the same crimson cloak as her had been watching Qin Yining curiously with large eyes for quite some time now. The girl finally couldnât contain her curiosity and shuffled over to Qin Yiningâs side like a little animal, asking softly after a curtsey, âHello big sister, Iâm Sun Ling. Are you big sister Yining?â
âHello big sister Ling, Iâm Yining.â Qin Yining quickly returned the curtsey.
Qin Yining smiled at Sun Ling and made her curtsey to the senior and second madame like Zhan- mama had taught her. âGreetings to senior and second aunt.â
âSecond aunt is praising me far too highly. Itâs just that mother dotes on me and puts me in pretty outfits.â Qin Yining smiled with her eyes lowered, her voice soft and gentle. She presented a docile and pleasing image.
The senior madame seemed to notice her only now. The madame took in Qin Huiningâs reserved outfit and striking makeup. She nodded with a supercilious smile and said nothing. The second madame openly assessed the girlâs outfit and smiled. âNiece Hui is becoming prettier by the day.â
Qin Huining was delighted and responded primly, âDonât laugh at me second aunt. With such pearls as seventh cousin and younger sister Little Creek present, arenât the rest of us just pigs rolling around in the mud?â She covered her mouth to laugh delicately at this.
Although these words were humble, wouldnât they also happen to tap into any latent jealousy in the other girls? The senior and second madame looked at each other, not speaking after that. The girls in this household werenât so easily provoked. They all looked down and pretended they hadnât heard.
Qin Yining found this development laughable. She knows what the culture is like here and still puts on this act. Qin Huining really is something alright!
Qin Huining wanted to project the feeling that she got along great with her sister, so wrapped her hand around Qin Yiningâs arm with a giggle. âLittle Creek, let me introduce the others to you.â
She pointed at a girl wearing a pink cloak collared with white rabbit fur standing next to the second madame. âThis is our seventh cousin. Sheâs three years older than us. Sheâs already engaged to the son of Great Scholar Lu and will be marrying soon.â
âHello, seventh cousin.â Qin Yining ignored what Qin Huining was calling her and curtsied smilingly to the Sun seventh miss.
Her greeting was returned. âHello, younger sister Yining.â
Qin Huining then pointed at the girl wearing the turquoise cloak, one in a pale-blue cloak, and the one in crimson whoâd spoken to Yining. âThis is our ninth, tenth, and eleventh cousin. Tenth and eleventh cousin are also fourteen this year.â
Qin Yining made her greetings respectively and had them returned by the three girls as well. The eleventh miss tugged on Qin Yiningâs cloak and then looked at hers again. âCousinâs cloak is made of the same fabric as mine. We have some shared destiny!â She turned to look at Qin Huining with innocent eyes, cocking her head with curiosity, âDoes cousin Huining not know cousin Yiningâs name? Why do you keep saying âLittle Creekâ?â
Qin Huiningâs smile froze on her face. Youâre just a concubine-born daughter of the main branch! How dare you embarrass me like this!
Sheâd never thought it inappropriate when Qin Huining used Little Creek back at the prime ministerâs manor, but now that she was in the Ding Manor, she felt enraged. And yet, she couldnât lecture Qin Huining on the spot.
At this moment, Qin Yining took Qin Huiningâs arm with a smile and explained in a soft voice, âEleventh cousin doesnât know this bit. I spent my childhood wandering around outside and received help from a foster mother. My foster mother picked me up by a creek and gave me the nickname Little Creek. Miss Huining is one who knows to repay debts of gratitude, and I quite agree with her. We made a private promise that she should call me Little Creek so that she can always remind me not to forget the eight years that my foster mother raised me.â
The eleventh miss was quite moved by this, and she nodded with tears in her eyes. âSister Yiningâs suffered much outside.â
The other girls also crowded around Qin Yining. Although they were curious about her childhood outside, they were all touched by her words at the moment. No one remembered Qin Huiningâs provocation from just a moment ago.
âYou imp! You always make fun of me. The children are all here.â The senior madame fired back in laughing retort.
The girls and servants all started laughing as well. The atmosphere was infectious, Qin Yiningâs lips also curled up and the group made their happy way through the flower-hung gate.
The Duke of Dingâs manor was stunning size at five houses wide and seven layers deep. It was said that this complex had been a royal residence in the previous dynasty. The emperor awarded it to the Sun family ancestors due to impressive battle achievements.
Although all life was resting in the winter time, the sophisticated design of the gardens within the complex drew Qin Yiningâs unblinking attention. She kept imagining how beautiful the place must be in the spring and summer time as she walked through it. When the other girls saw that their new cousin liked the garden, they came up to her and traded off introducing the premises to her. They seemed to be welcoming an honored guest with their enthusiasm and held no loftiness at all.
Qin Huining had become a pretty vase by their side. Her smile was frozen stiff, but she still had to maintain her elegant demeanor. Thankfully, she had Cai- mama and Bitong by her side to help her along and chat with her in a low voice, lifting her glum mood somewhat.
Maids and granny servants came out to welcome them as they approached Bright Spring Hall, with more maids heading inside to pass on the word. Qin Yining had just crossed the threshold when she was greeted with the sight of the main houseâs marine-blue satin and bamboo door curtains lifting, followed by a woman over sixty years old with a full figure. She was wearing a dark purple vest and skirt ensemble that had large sleeves and simple makeup. Her head was topped with a hat of purple fox fur, and a steady stream of maids and granny servants filed out down the stairs behind her.
The woman was tall and wrinkles had just started forming on her face. There were faint grooves in between her brows, making her appear slightly stern. However, Qin Yining knew that this kind of person often frowned because she had much to worry over normally. Warmth suffused her kind eyes, sitting beneath long brows, and she walked with a proper and demure posture. Her back was ramrod straight, making her out to be an extremely sharp madame.
Qin Yining was certain that this was the duchess, her maternal grandmother, with just one glance. Her guess was confirmed when she glimpsed Bao- mama by the womanâs side. Just as she was sizing up the duchess, so too was the Duchess of Ding looking at her. Although Qin Yining was standing in the group of girls and wearing the same crimson red cape, even though she hadnât put on any powder and didnât have the eye-catching look of Qin Huiningâs red lips, even though she wasnât as tall as the ninth miss, the duchess still picked her out with a single look.
It wasnât because Qin Yining was the only unfamiliar face, and not because of her stunning looks either. It was because there seemed to be a hint of steel to this girl, but she possessed a gentle and reserved demeanor at the same time. The look in her clear eyes indicated Qin Yiningâs obvious intelligence, and her posture announced her knowledge of manners and customs. She was a precious sheathed sword, able to show her edge when needed, but able to be cultured and refined as well. The duchess was a smart madame whoâd seen countless of people, what kind of beauty hadnât she seen before? Sheâd long since discounted the importance of looks at first impressions.
âThis must be granddaughter Yi? Quick, come to grandmother!â The duchess held out both arms and quickly walked forward.
Traditional rectangular compounds were three levels deep, looking like a çź character. The first was the main door and guard house, the second the main halls, and the third the inner residence where the womenfolk resided. A seven layer deep complex is mindbogglingly large.