Chapter 1：

At the beginning of March, peaches and plums compete for spring. On a sunny day with willow green and peach red, the warm wind is filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Yongchang City was the capital of the prosperous dynasty, needless to say it was bustling and lively. At the feet of the emperor, every inch of land is precious, the northern city is expensive and the southern city is rich, and the east city is chaotic and the west city is chaotic.

The number of dignitaries in the northern city is beyond the reach of ordinary people, and ordinary people are the next best thing, and they are all proud to squeeze into the southern city. The rich people in Nancheng live together, and there are many families of petty officials among them, and the Ye family is one of them.

Ye Geng, the patriarch of the Ye family, is in the seventh rank of the official position, and serves as the supervisor of the Imperial Academy.

This Mr. Ye, who was born in a poor family, was frowning and hesitating at this moment. He had just returned from his post, and before he had time to change into his official uniform, he had already lingered in front of his daughter's house for nearly a quarter of an hour.

The peach blossom in front of the house was in full bloom, but he had no intention of admiring it.

"Master." Stepping closer, it was his wife, Mrs. Wang.

Back then, Ye Geng was ranked second in high school, and was caught by the Wang family's list as his son-in-law, and married the concubine daughter of the Qinghe Wang family. Mrs. Wang was born delicate and has a very good temperament.

She heard that her husband had come back, but she hadn't seen him return to the room for a long time, so she went out to meet him.

"Master, are you worried about Pingniang?"

The Pingniang she was talking about was the eldest daughter of the two, Ye Ping.

A few days ago, Ye Ping went to the Duke's mansion as a guest, and was carried back in the evening. Hearing that he fell into the water after arguing with someone, he developed a high fever that night. It was hard to get rid of the fever, and it took three days to recover.

"A woman's boudoir name is rare. If it is damaged, it may be difficult to repair. The day before yesterday, when Pingniang fell into the water, the Duke's mansion said that she was not careful. Who knew that she had a bad intention and that she would suffer the consequences of harming others."

Wang's face paled, "Did you say who she wanted to harm?"

"It is said that she wants to harm the girl from the Princess Mansion.

"Master, Pingniang is the most sensible person, how could she harm someone? What's more, it's that girl from the princess mansion."

"So what if you know what I know, others don't believe it."

"...If not, the concubine has recently detained her and prevented her from going out?"

…

Inside the gauze curtain inside the window, the girl in plain single clothes slowly sat up. The brocade quilt embroidered with magpies on the branches was hugged to the waist, and under the waterfall-like black hair, there was a very bright and gorgeous face.

She is Ye Ping, the eldest daughter of the Ye family.

Ye Ping stretched out her green fingers and rubbed her aching temples. The slightly squinted eyes are filled with spring waves, and the curled eyelashes flutter like windshield wipers.

The soft voice outside the window was clear to her ears, and she unconsciously frowned her pretty eyebrows. The plain single clothes can't hide her exquisite figure, and the girl's laziness and weakness after spring sleep and late waking up are just like the delicate flowers after a rainy night, which makes people want to pick them up and keep them privately.

The girl holding the wooden bowl came in through the door, exclaiming repeatedly, "Miss is awake."

While talking, he hurriedly put down the bowl and came over to serve.

The Ye family outside heard the movement and entered the house one after the other.

"Pingniang, are you feeling better today?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wang was holding her daughter. When my daughter woke up for the first time after the fever went down, she said a bunch of nonsense, which scared her a lot. Fortunately, it gradually improved after a few days of raising her, and she felt a little more at ease.

Sons avoid their mothers, daughters avoid their fathers, and vice versa. Ye Geng still had his hands behind his back, not approaching his daughter's bed. The father is the most dignified, but the tangled hands behind his back reveal his worries.

For the eldest daughter, the husband and wife value the most.

Ye Ping is the best looking, combining the strengths of her parents, and surpassing her parents by a lot. Looking at the eldest daughter who has already grown into a show of beauty, Wang's heart is even more worried.

Ye Geng is a man, it is inconvenient to stay in his daughter's boudoir for a long time, so he left after a few words of advice.

Mrs. Wang felt sorry for her daughter's poor health, and feared that she would not have much appetite, so she ordered someone to cook red bean porridge, which was easy to digest. The sweet aroma of red beans diffuses in the room, gradually dispelling the chill of early spring.

Ye Ping held the porridge and drank it in small sips. Suddenly, a round head protruded from the door, and the child's big eyes stared at the red bean porridge in her hand.

"Sister, are you feeling better today?" Yue Moo, a three-year-old boy, spoke in the tone of an adult, obviously hiding outside the door just now.

"Much better, thank you Fourth Young Master Ye for your concern." Ye Ping replied solemnly.

The boy's name is Ye Zheng, and he is the youngest son of Ye Geng and Wang Shi.

When Wang married for the first time, she was pregnant within three months after entering the house, and she had twins.

Twins are both joy and surprise. The joy is that it kills two birds with one stone, and the surprise is that it is inevitable for a woman to be dangerous during childbirth. Once it was activated in advance, Wang gave birth to a pair of daughters after two days and two nights of pain. The eldest daughter, Ye Ping, is healthy and crying loudly. The second daughter, Ye Ting, was born with insufficient womb and has been a medicine jar since she was born.

Wang's first child was injured, and after seven years of raising her, she became pregnant again and gave birth to her eldest son, Ye Lian. Four years later, the youngest cotyledon Yezheng was born.

Ye Zheng held on to the door frame, and skillfully stepped over the threshold with his short legs, ran over in a few steps, and lay on the edge of Ye Ping's bed, watching eagerly.

"Sister, is the medicine good?"

"It's hard to drink." Ye Ping saw the little guy's thoughts and pretended to be in pain. "Such a nasty medicine, should Xiao Si help Elder Sister drink it?"

Ye Zheng puffed out his small chest and nodded heavily.

Wang couldn't help laughing out loud.

With this smile, the melancholy between the eyebrows dissipated a lot.

There is no reason for her not to know her own child. Pingniang loves pinching since she was a child, and she has her own petty thoughts, but she will never hurt anyone's heart.

What should I do if the outside world spreads like that?

Thinking of this, I feel sad again.

"Will Pingniang still go to the poetry meeting tomorrow?"

Ye Ping lowered her eyes when she heard the words.

"I want to go."

She occupied the body of the original owner, so she should do something for the original owner.

In the past few days, she has been awake and asleep, and she has sorted out the memory of the original owner. As a time traveler, she is very satisfied with her current status. Parents are loving, there are no concubines and concubines. A well-off family with a simple population. Although it is a small family, it is better than being warm and loving.

"It's okay to go one less time, your body is important." Wang said softly, with worry in her eyes.

Ye Ping shook her head lightly, "My daughter has to give Mrs. Wen face."

The lady Wen she was talking about was Wen Ruyu, the eldest daughter of Duke Wen's mansion. Wen Ruyu is a direct descendant, and her prominent background predestined her status in the circle of aristocratic women in Beijing.

Not to mention that she dared not give Wen Ruyu face, even Ye Geng and Wang Shi did not dare not give face.

Wen Ruyu's mother, Wang Chengjun, is the head wife of the Duke's Mansion, and the aunt of Wang's family, Fang Zheng'er. Although she is Wang's cousin, her status is very different.

The Ye family was able to climb up to the Duke's Mansion because of this weak relationship.

It stands to reason that with Wen Ruyu's background, it is impossible to look up to the original owner of the small family, let alone become friends with him. However, flowers need green leaves to match. The more noble the flower, the more it likes to be surrounded by green leaves. She has a high status, and she disdains to do many things, so there is really no shortage of people like the original owner who are big-chested and brainless, pointing and hitting.

For the honor of this fawning, the original owner worked very hard. A few days ago, she was hinted by Wen Ruyu to intentionally frame Wen Ruqin, Wen Ruyu's cousin. After falling into the water, the Duke's Mansion invited a doctor. After learning that his life was safe, he sent him back despite the fact that the original owner was still in a coma.

Ye Geng and Mrs. Wang didn't dare to raise any objections, let alone go to the Duke's mansion to ask for an explanation, so they could only swallow this bitterness in their stomachs.

Get up wherever you fall, Ye Ping doesn't want to ruin her reputation, and she doesn't want to hurt her family in this life.

…

The North City is very expensive, and princes and dukes are everywhere.

Wen Guogong's mansion is the founding father of the country, and his status is respected. Four tigers are entrenched above the gate, and two lions are guarding each other below the steps. The four tigers refer to the four major generals of the Wen family who fought heroically in all directions in the early years, and the two lions represent the first generation of Wen Guogong and his wife who were equally famous on the battlefield. Therefore, there is the name handed down from generation to generation that the four tigers roar together and a thousand troops rise up, and the two lions roar and the beasts return.

Wen Ruyu's poetry club is the highest standard poetry club in the circle of noble women in Hejing.

The carriages are like a file, seemingly one after another, but they are distinct in class. The words and deeds of the women of the aristocratic family are related to the father and mother behind them, and no one will surpass their own identities to block the way of others.

The Ye family is relatively young, so the Ye family's carriage is naturally at the back. After all the girls got off the carriage, Ye Ping lowered her head and followed behind the girls.

All you can see is low-key prosperity, rockery, flowing water, small bridges and corridors, which are dizzying. At every turning point, the scenery advances layer by layer. It is the vines growing on the moon cave gate, each place is different.

The heritage of the aristocratic family pervades every plant and tree, which makes people awe-inspiring and yearning.

"I heard that the girl from the princess' mansion was pushed into the water by this lady of the Ye family."

"She still has the face, she really thinks of herself as the serious cousin of the Wen family. It's just that the eldest girl has a good temper, so she is treated for the sake of the Wang family."

"That's why I'm most annoyed by these shabby households, pretending to be foolish all day long. Maybe she really thinks of herself as the cousin girl of the Duke's mansion, and she still wants to get a high-ranking relative."

These people said they were whispering, but they were actually talking to Ye Ping on purpose.

Ye Ping's status is low, and they have no scruples.

In a royal society, people are divided into three, six, and nine classes. Don't look at these girls forming cliques in twos and threes, seeing that they are affectionate and have no grievances, but secretly they have been distinguished according to their family status.

The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of flowers is permeating.

The girls laughed and talked about it, just like enjoying flowers on a green trip. Their laughter came and went, clear and sweet like silver bells, like a song chanting spring. Regardless of other things, looking at this group of girls in colorful clothes is really pleasing to the eye. The girl who laughed at Ye Ping just now was covering her veil and smiling most heartily.

Ye Ping recognized her, her name was Li Bizhu, and she was also a cousin of the Duke's Mansion. Father Li is Taishi Ling, a few ranks older than Ye Gengguan. But compared to Lord Yipin's Duke's Mansion, the Li family is also a poor relative.

You watch, I watch too, why bother to laugh at cousin.

…

In the prosperous dynasty and the prosperity of literature, there were also female gentlemen among the great masters of the time, so it is not considered harsh to women in accordance with the rules of etiquette. At that time, Wen Ruyu's biological mother, Wang Chengjun, won the top spot because of her talent and name, so she got into the eyes of the old lady of the Duke's Mansion and hired her as the daughter-in-law herself.

The poetry club is located in Yiya Garden, where the peach blossoms are in full bloom. The wind blows the petals and falls, and the flowers fall like a fairyland, which makes the girls marvel and intoxicated.

Even if you only want to enjoy the scenery, this trip is not in vain.

Thinking so, Ye Ping walked towards Wen Ruyu, who was surrounded by stars.

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