Ding Shangshu went out of the room first, Xuan Miaoer supported Mrs. Ding behind her, and Aunt Zhang walked last.

On the way, Xuan Miaoer casually talked to Mrs. Ding about the flowers and plants in this house, and didn't say anything serious.

When I arrived outside Ding Lanjiao's door, I heard the crying inside.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Ding Lanjiao holding a teacup and smashing it on the forehead of a maid beside her, and the maid's forehead was instantly bloody.

The maid didn't even dare to scream, let the blood flow, and still stood there and didn't dare to move, for fear that Ding Lanjiao would attack her again.

Xuan Miao'er instantly had a heart that wanted Ding Lanjiao's face to continue to rot, she didn't treat others as people, so she didn't deserve to be a good person, Xuan Miao'er looked at Xinjing, and there was something in her eyes.

Xinjing is a subordinate, and she understands this feeling better, the anger in her eyes is rising, she originally wanted her to wear makeup, so that she could barely go out to meet people, but now it seems that she doesn't need it, she nodded at Xuan Miao'er, and understood what Xuan Miao'er meant.

Ding Shangshu looked at the scene in front of him and shouted: "Ding Lanjiao, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Ding is the mistress of this courtyard, so she naturally has the right to take care of any yard affairs, she stepped forward and said to a little maid next to the injured maid: "You take her to the house doctor to bandage it, when you will recover, and then be on duty." ”

The injured maid hurriedly thanked Mrs. Ding: "Thank you, madam, the slave is fine." After saying that, she did not leave, because she knew that if she received the favor of the big house, then she would come back by herself, and life would be even more difficult.

It's not that Mrs. Ding doesn't understand this, she looked at Aunt Zhang and said, "Sister, I like this maid very much, so I will ask my sister for this maid in front of the old man today." ”

Aunt Zhang wanted to say no, because of this matter, the maids in the inner courtyard beside Ding Lanjiao knew a lot of things about them, and if they were taken away by Mrs. Ding like this, it would not be good for them.

She smiled and said: "Sister doesn't know, this maid is not good at her hands and feet, if my sister is short of people, I will send you a good one another day." ”

Mrs. Ding smiled and said: "No need, if you don't have good hands and feet in this backyard, then I didn't do a good job as a lady, so I will take this person back and discipline him personally." ”

Ding Lanjiao was really angry at this time, her face kept bleeding pus, and it hurt a little, she was also panicked, at this time, when she saw so many people, no one cared about her, and they all went to talk about a maid.

She was even more angry: "What if a maid dies?

When Xuan Miao'er heard this, she really felt that Ding Lanjiao's face was better rotten, and it was rotten.

Ding Shangshu listened to her words and almost slapped her, but he was afraid that Ding Lanjiao's face would be really disfigured and angry, so he could only kick her down: "Are you crazy? A woman, without any morality, without a little pity, when your face is better, immediately pack up your things and roll back to the capital." ”

Aunt Zhang also knew that the matter was serious, and she quickly knelt in front of Ding Shangshu: "Master, don't be angry, Lan Jiao is because this face is too serious, she has a bad temper, and she usually treats her subordinates very well." ”

Ding Lanjiao fell to the ground, calmed down a lot, and was also scared at this time.

Xuan Miaoer looked at the maid distressedly, her forehead was still bleeding, but she was an outsider, and at this time, this kind of personal maid had a deed of sale, she couldn't say anything, but she was really anxious to look at Mrs. Ding.

Mrs. Ding said to Ding Shangshu: "Master, let that maid bandage first." ”

Ding Shangshu nodded: "You go to bandage first, and then you go to the lady's yard to serve." "This is also the promise given by Ding Shangshu, this maid will not be a person from Aunt Zhang's yard in the future.

After listening to Ding Shangshu's words, the maid was relieved, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Ding Shangshu and Mrs. Ding, and then did not let the maid on the side send him to the house doctor, because he was gone, and he could not implicate others.

Xuan Miaoer really feels sad about the fate of ancient women, but there is no way, there is an era of system in an era, and you can't change it, it's just within your ability, help some more people.

At this time, Aunt Zhang was still anxious about Ding Lanjiao's affairs, and she said to Ding Shangshu: "Master, Lan Jiao's face can't be delayed." ”

Ding Shangshu sighed and looked at Xuan Miao'er: "Miao'er, I have to trouble you." ”

Xuan Miao'er said quietly to her heart: "You go and show Miss Ding." ”

When there are many people, Xuan Miaoer just politely calls Miss Ding, she has no friendship with Ding Lanjiao at all, and there is no need to call her name affectionately.

Aunt Zhang helped Ding Lanjiao up, sat her on a chair, and helped her take off her veil.

Ding Lanjiao's face really startled people who hadn't seen it, the abscess wound had already left pus, and there was still a trace of blood in the pus, and the smell was a little unpleasant.

Xuan Miao'er was a little sick to her stomach, and looked away first, suppressing this disgusting.

Xinjing stepped forward to check the wound and asked, "What does Miss Ding feel now, is the pain bearable?"

Ding Lanjiao nodded and touched the area around the wound, and then gasped: "It didn't hurt yesterday, and it didn't fester, but this morning it was seriously pus, and it hurt more and more, my face is okay, right? You are from the Medicine King Valley, can you cure it?"

She tugged at Xinjing's clothes and eagerly inquired, just to give herself a little hope, because she had also looked at the wound and knew that it was difficult for the wound not to leave a scar.

Xinjing had no emotional fluctuations, and even felt that Ding Lanjiao deserved it: "This wound will become more and more serious, and it will develop faster and faster, you know that this wound is spreading from the inside out, and the pain you feel means that it has rotted to the bone." ”

Ding Lanjiao listened to Xinjing's words, and trembled: "No, it's impossible, don't lie to me, you don't look down on me, Xuan Miaoer doesn't look down on me, you want to harm me, you want me to disfigure." ”

Xinjing looked at Xuan Miao'er: "Miss, I'm telling the truth, and at this severity, the scar can't be small." ”

Xuan Miao'er looked at Ding Shangshu again: "Uncle Ding, I think Miss Ding still doesn't trust me, I should leave this matter alone, because this wound is completely impossible to heal, and what we do will be misunderstood." ”

Ding Shangshu also knows that this scar is guaranteed, but it is better than being rotten and not being able to see people, with a scar, it can be said that he went to work in the field and fell, he can find some high-sounding reasons, and he can find a way to cover up the scar, if he has been rotten with half of his face, then how can he see people?

He said to Xuan Miao'er: "Lan Jiao's mind is a little abnormal at this time, you don't have to worry about her, just let me tell me what is needed for Xinjing treatment, as long as you don't let this face continue to rot." ”