Taiwei threw the screw pine into the mirror case and said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go!"
Bizhu was startled, and quickly responded and left to inquire. After a while, she lifted the curtain and came back to report, "Miss, it is said that the second miss is wearing green today, and the fourth miss is wearing pale white."
While Bizhu was speaking, Taiwei had already skillfully finished drawing the other eyebrow. Without lifting her eyes, she said straightforwardly, "Then don't wear this outfit, go and change into apricot yellow."
The fourth sister was the most favored by their grandmother, beautiful and charming, and everyone praised her for her good temper. But Taiwei knew better than anyone else about her true temperament. The fourth sister appeared to have a good temper in front of others, but behind their backs, she was not so pleasant.
If she happened to clash with the color of the fourth sister's clothes, the fourth sister might praise her for looking good in front of her, but turn around and be furious with her.
Taiwei was resolute, "Don't wear this outfit."
Bizhu had no choice but to follow her words and find an apricot yellow outfit.
While wearing the clothes, Taiwei casually said, "Bizhu, there's something I can't figure out. Can you help me understand?"
Bizhu's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but think of the conversation from last night, "I am foolish and may not be able to help you understand, Miss."
Taiwei looked at her without saying a word, "Supposedly, if I make a mistake, it is the duty of a servant to share the punishment; moreover, it should be a severe punishment. Advising the master is your responsibility, and now that you haven't fulfilled your duty, it's a big mistake, isn't it?"
Bizhu felt uneasy hearing this, but she couldn't say it was wrong. She could only lower her head and say, "Miss is right."
Taiwei smiled, "If that's the case, why does grandmother get angry with me and use family discipline, but doesn't harm any of you in the slightest?"
Bizhu hesitated and couldn't find an answer.
Taiwei remained silent and gestured for her to bring the money box.
Bizhu, who was in charge of all the trivial matters in her room, was also responsible for the key to the money box. But after she finished speaking, Bizhu didn't make a move. Taiwei frowned slightly and stared at her, repeating, "The key!"
Bizhu then hurriedly searched for the key, but when she finished looking through the keys, she said with a mournful face, "Miss, it seems that the key is lost."
Taiwei calmly said, "Lost? If you can't even take care of a key, why should I keep you around? Should I remind Aunt Cui that you want to get married?"
Bizhu immediately knelt down and pleaded, "Miss, it's my fault. Maybe I misplaced the key somewhere. I will find it for sure!"
As long as she could delay for half a day, she could figure out a way to gather enough money to make up for the shortage.
Because her mistress never asked or checked, her courage gradually grew, and she would occasionally take some from the box.
She had never made a mistake before, but today, she had run into trouble, and her mistress suddenly wanted to see the money box.
Bizhu became more and more anxious as she thought about it. She knelt down and said, "Miss, please don't delay any longer because of my incompetence. If you don't leave now, the old lady will be anxious."
Suddenly, there was a soft "click" sound.
The lock had opened!
Bizhu looked up in shock and saw the copper lock lying quietly in Taiwei's left palm!
How could this be?
Bizhu couldn't help but feel horrified and opened her mouth in disbelief.
Without the key, how did the lock open?
Bizhu couldn't understand and got up from the ground.
The lid of the box had been opened by Taiwei, and everything inside was clearly visible. There were scattered silver coins, and there was no hiding place, everything was in plain sight.
Bizhu stared blankly, thinking to herself that it was over, it was really over this time.
Regardless of anything else, theft was a serious crime.
But Taiwei smiled and called out, "Bizhu, how much did you steal?"
She was smiling, and her tone was very relaxed.
Bizhu was at a loss.
At this moment, Taiwei pushed the money box to the edge of the table and said with a smile, "Pack up the rest and take it with you."
Bizhu felt relieved that it seemed like Taiwei didn't intend to blame her, but she became anxious again in an instant.
She couldn't understand the fifth miss at all.
Bizhu looked at the copper lock flipping between the fair and delicate fingers of the young girl and felt a chill in her heart.