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  The day before the banquet, Yang Lan and Princess He Hui Chang went to Songhe Hall early in the morning to pay their respects. Princess He Hui Chang wore a crimson embroidered peony dress with a right-hand slanting collar and a white silk underskirt, paired with two golden jade peony hairpins on her head.

  Yang Lan wore a pale pink cheongsam with embroidered eucalyptus leaves, a blue lotus-colored skirt with embroidered sea holly flowers, a Han Dynasty ancient jade hairpin on her head, and a pair of transparent diamond gold earrings.

  As soon as she entered the house, Yang Lan felt a strong heat, and thought she had arrived early, but unexpectedly her cousin was already there. Seeing her, Li Cousin greeted first, "Sixth sister has come so early today?"

  Yang Lan first greeted the old lady and then smiled at Li's sister-in-law, saying: "Sister-in-law is well!"

  The old lady looked at He Hui and asked, "Daughter-in-law, I heard that you're going to host a banquet tomorrow? Why not bring the few nephews along too and let them see the world! Xiangxue has also become more sensible these days, bring her along as well!"

  The two girls were also called in one after another, and the girls first greeted the old lady, then immediately greeted Princess He Hui Chang. After exchanging courtesies between sisters, they sat down to drink tea after a flurry of activity.

  He Hui looked at the several young ladies, their dressing and attire were all in line with the rules, there was nothing improper about them. In these days, under the guidance of the wet nurses, they had also become more sensible, at least knowing that what the wet nurses said was right, many things that used to make people laugh, now they understood some reason.

  She hesitated for a moment, swept the room with her eyes, taking in the tense and expectant gazes of the young ladies, then lightly opened her crimson lips to say faintly: "You can go. However, you must not lose face for the Yang Manor or me; otherwise, you will stay at home forever!"

  As soon as the words fell. Several girls looked at each other, with obvious surprise in their eyes. The joy on their faces was unmistakable.

  "Tomorrow's guests are more numerous, and some of them are high-ranking nobles. You must be careful to follow the rules, don't lose face, and especially don't show off or bicker in front of outsiders. Oh, and Miss Biao, remember to wear something festive tomorrow, don't come out wearing mourning clothes again!" The tone of He Hui's voice changed as her gaze fell on Li Qianxue, a hint of mockery flickering at the corner of her mouth.

  Li Qianxue's face suddenly turned red. Nuo Nuo lowered her head, not daring to respond with half a sentence, and stood there, tightly grasping the hem of her clothes, her face full of shy and embarrassed color.

  The third girl covered her mouth and secretly smiled, wanting to say something else, but was fiercely poked by the second girl, opened her mouth and finally said nothing, rolling her eyes.

  The old lady saw that her purpose had been achieved. She didn't want to make any more demands, so she listlessly waved her hand and let them all withdraw.

  Out of the Song He Tang, Li Biao's sister fell behind. Yang Lan deliberately waited for a while and saw her follow out, smiling to greet her. "Sister-in-law, I liked the skirt you gave me last time very much. But my mother said that the fabric is very precious, and I felt very embarrassed. This is my little heart, I hope you can accept it!" As she spoke, Biyue presented a small red lacquer wooden carved auspicious Ruyi pattern box and a piece of satin.

  Li Qianxue hadn't recovered from the shock of what had just happened, and seeing such a heavy gift, she was momentarily stunned. "This? This is... Sixth Sister, I'm sincerely giving you a gift, no other meaning!" She was obviously flustered, hastily waving her hand to explain something, but didn't know how to explain it, her flushed face looked somewhat embarrassed.

  Yang Lan pulled her hand, soothingly saying, "Sister don't worry, this is just between us sisters, it has nothing to do with anything else. This is a new piece of jewelry, if sister is willing to give me some face, tomorrow bring the jewelry along! Tomorrow there will be many noble ladies, not a few who are proud and arrogant, dressing up in a more festive and bright way, also let them see that each of Yang Fu's daughters is good!"

  Li Qianxue wasn't a fool, and she naturally understood what to do after being hinted at so much. She nodded blankly, "I understand, thank you Sixieme, I know your good intentions, I'll dress up prettier!"

  Yang Lan finally let out a slight sigh of relief and smiled as she bid farewell to her.

  Baiyun returned to the princess's mansion, still somewhat displeased, and muttered: "Miss, why bother going to such great lengths to instruct her? She doesn't appreciate your kindness, is self-righteous, lacks ability and means, yet has a big heart!"

  Yang Lan sighed, "I just think she's not easy to get along with. We're all living under the same roof, and it doesn't take much effort from me, just a few words will do. Whether she listens or not is up to her. But I couldn't let her attend the banquet in a daze, if something really happens, it'll be my Yang family's people who lose face. You go arrange for someone to keep an eye on my cousin tomorrow, so that if anything goes wrong, she won't panic and know what to do." She was somewhat perplexed, tilting her head in thought, but couldn't quite put her finger on what was off about Xiao Hong, and didn't have any evidence, so she couldn't just wrongly accuse someone.

  If she hadn't slapped her last time, she wouldn't have remembered that there was such a person. But when she thought about it again that day, didn't this girl seem to be deliberately trying to make her cousin lose face? Any personal maid who wasn't thinking of their master's well-being would be unusual - after all, their family, future, and life were all in their master's hands, so who else would they wish well but their master?

  What Xiaohong said that day seemed to be fine, but after thinking about it later, there was a hint of provocation in it. Was she being overly cautious and suspicious? It's hard to figure out the reason behind it, so I can only let people watch for now.

  Bi Yun nodded thoughtfully, "This servant also thinks she's a bit suspicious, but without evidence, it's not good to wrong someone. Miss Biao has made several mistakes, and it seems like her shadow is always lurking around. This servant will have someone keep an eye on her, and if there's any movement, I'll report back to Master!"

  Yang Lan nodded indifferently and said, "As long as you don't tarnish the reputation of the Yang Manor, do whatever you want. If you want to die, go die elsewhere, don't dirty the grounds of the Yang Manor or ruin the reputation of the Yang Manor's daughter. If you do, I won't forgive her!" A fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

  "Yes! I understand!" Biyun immediately nodded in agreement.

  Back in her mother's courtyard, Yang Lan leaned back on the soft couch, "Mother, I discussed the specific arrangements for the banquet with Zhang Niang yesterday. Have you taken a look? Is there anything inappropriate that I can still modify?"

  He Hui Chang Gong Zhu looked at her daughter's clever and bright little face, smiled warmly, "It's not inappropriate, just a few small places are a bit rough, but it's not a big deal, Zhang Niang will help you make up for it. Remember, those in power must avoid changing their orders frequently, even if there is an error, they cannot go back and re-order, but instead pass on the message to their personal servants, letting them make adjustments. Otherwise, the people below will guess that you are uncertain and will deceive and bully you. Don't underestimate these servants, they may not be capable of much, but they are experts at bullying people!"

  Yang Lan sneered, "A slave's life and property are all in the master's hands, what can they possibly do?"

  He Hui just smiled and called out to Zhang Mama, "Go get the inkstone I have stored in my room and bring it for Lan'er to see!"

  Zhang Yaoyao smiled and went to the house to find the inkstone that Master had mentioned, soon came back with a high-quality Duan inkstone in her hand, handed it over to Master and smiled: "Master, take a look, can you see anything?"

  Yang Lan was puzzled by the inkstone, turning it over repeatedly, but couldn't find anything wrong with it. This was a top-quality inkstone, with excellent craftsmanship and appearance. Holding it in her hand, she pondered, if Zhang Yiyi said so, then there must be something wrong with this inkstone, but what was it?

  She looked back and forth in the sunlight, weighing the inkstone in her hand repeatedly. As she weighed it, her face suddenly changed and she stood up abruptly, running to her mother's desk and randomly picking up the inkstone that her mother often used, holding one in each hand to compare them.

  "This can't be right! How come it's so light?" Yang Lan finally discovered that the inkstone given by Zhang Yima was somewhat lighter.

  He Hui Chang Gong Zhu faintly revealed a smile, indicating that Zhang Mama should explain to her daughter. Zhang Mama smiled and picked up the inkstone, saying: "Please wait for a moment, old slave will let you see the truth!"