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~~~ The second update, don't forget to read the previous chapter~~~
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The atmosphere in the Wang family has been dull and tense lately.
First Wang Shiying was fined, and then the eldest son Wang Lijun was punished with a broken leg by family law, and his wife fell ill in bed immediately afterwards-
Now I vaguely heard that the third girl was also sick, and some people said that she was punished by the master like the eldest son, and it seems that the punishment was not light.
As for the reason, it seems that it is not as simple as Houyun Pavilion accidentally walking in the water, but there are not many people who know the truth, and they are tight-lipped under the deterrence of the master.
However, because the third girl has always been unfavored in the house, not only has she no aunt to rely on, but her relationship with the only concubine is also extremely poor, and the subordinates all respect her, so no one is willing to spend too much effort to figure out why she was punished.
Moreover, now the bad things in the house are one after another, and it is too late to bow down and do things only to ask what those things are doing.
Aunt Jing, who lives in the West Cross Courtyard, doesn't think so.
Since she entered the door of the Wang family, she has always wanted to find out all the big and small things of the Wang family.
In addition, now Mrs. Wang's Sun is seriously ill and unable to govern, which makes her can't help but want to move, and she wants to intervene in everything in the house.
"Didn't you say that you were asked to go to Houyun Pavilion to see the third girl, why did you come back?" Aunt Jing, who was sitting in front of the dresser and looking at the jewelry in the makeup, saw that the maid Xiaohe who had just been sent out turned back again, and asked with a displeased frown.
"Didn't my aunt tell the slave maid to pay more attention to the movements of the married wife and the people around her?" Xiaohe came forward to her with an inviting face and said, "The slave and maid just passed through the verandah, and happened to see the wife and the maidβit seems that she has come to visit the third girl." β
When Aunt Jing heard this, her fingers holding a jade hosta suddenly tightened.
"She's here herself, are you sure you're right?"
"You can't be wrong, the two maids she brought with her are the ones who came here yesterdayβ"
Aunt Jing hurriedly put down the hosta and stood up.
Seeing her rapid movements, Xiaohe hurriedly stepped forward and helped her.
Aunt Jing stood in place but didn't move for a while, as if she was in a hurry to do something, but she didn't know what she could do.
Unable to wait for her words, Xiao He was confused before he heard her speak: "What are you still standing here doing? Hurry up and go to Houyun Pavilion." β
After that, he confessed: "By the way, send the peanut crisp I bought this morning on a plate and say it...... Almond crisp, let the third lady and the lady taste it. β
Xiaohe was puzzled: "...... Auntie, what do you mean by that?"
"Where did you get so much nonsense, you just do it. Aunt Jing swept at her coldly, "If something goes wrong, you can go back to the third lady and wait." β
Xiaohe's face turned pale when he heard this, and he hurriedly responded.
After leaving the inner room, Fang gritted his teeth fiercely.
She was waiting by the side of the late Aunt Liu, that is, Wang Liyun's biological mother, after Aunt Liu hanged herself, she was assigned to Wang Lizhu's yard as a third-class maid, not to mention suffering and being bullied, and once she was ordered to be beaten with twenty strokes because she accidentally soiled Wang Lizhu's dress, and her life was almost confessed there.
Later, Aunt Jing was carried into the house, and she was assigned to serve, and with a clever mouth, she pleased Aunt Jing and became a personal maid.
But this Aunt Jing is not a good stubble.
On weekdays, when she is unhappy, she either beats or scolds her, just to say that she works so hard to inquire about her news on weekdays, but she has not even rewarded her with a broken copper hairpin!
I've never seen such a small master.
If it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant with the eldest son, maybe she would be able to give birth to an eldest son in the future, and she would have had a good way out, she would have left a long time ago, where would it be her turn to threaten herself?
Xiao He snorted coldly from his nose, put peanut crisp on the plate according to Aunt Jing's instructions, and went to Houyun Pavilion with the food box.
She came to Houyun Pavilion without stopping all the way and went directly to the second floor.
The East Pavilion where Wang Liyun originally lived was burned because most of the water was burned that day, and now it has not had time to renovate, so it was temporarily moved to the West Wing to 'recuperate'.
The door of the west wing room was closed, and a little maid dressed as thin as a washed and faded cyan beetle and bean sprouts stood outside the door, and saw Xiaohe coming over to stop people.
"I am from Aunt Jing's yard, and I have been instructed by my aunt to visit the third girl. They are all maids, but in the face of the little girl waiting beside Wang Liyun, Xiaohe's tone is particularly arrogant.
The little maid looked a little timid, reluctantly laughed, and said, "The slave and maid have thanked Aunt Jing on behalf of the third girl." It's just that the third girl is meeting guests at this time, and I'm afraid it's inconvenient to let Sister Xiaohe in-" Xiaohe served in front of Aunt Liu before, and she recognized it.
"You haven't even gone in to spread the word, how do you know that the third girl feels inconvenient?" Xiaohe said with disdain, and said, "You go in and tell the third girl, I will go in and bring Aunt Jing's words, put the things down and leave, and don't delay her to see the guests." β
"This ......," the little maid looked at her in embarrassment.
"What is this, Aunt Jing's kindness, do you want to refuse on behalf of the third girl?"
The little maid hurriedly waved her hand: "...... Slave and maid do not mean that. β
That Aunt Jing is now pregnant with the flesh and blood of the eldest son, and she seems to be quite favored, although she is only a concubine, it is not something that the three girls can offend.
And because of Xiaohe's aggressive attitude, she didn't feel a little panicked that she couldn't deal with, so she had to turn around and push the door open and go in to say goodbye.
After a while, he turned back, hung his head and whispered, "The third girl invites my sister in." β
Xiao He curled the corners of his mouth and crossed the threshold with a soft snort.
A strong smell of medicine came to her nose in the room, and she couldn't help but wrinkle her nose.
When I came to the inner room around the screen, I saw Wang Liyun, who was pale and bloodless, leaning on the head of the bed with a strong spirit. On the yellow wooden chair next to the bed sat a young woman wearing an ivory flag dress with silver thread hooks and dark patterns, covered with a lotus stem and green satin shoulders, and combing her hair.
A quick glance in the verandah, Xiaohe didn't have time to take a closer look, and now he couldn't say what he felt, but he felt that this and his wife were sitting there without moving, which gave people a very pleasing feeling, although it was not the appearance of the city and the country, but people couldn't help but look at it a few more times.
In the end, it is a young lady from a big family, although she has a bad reputation, but it is not something that these hostesses in their house can compare.
Xiaohe looked at Feng Jiwen a little distracted, until Wang Liyun took the initiative to speak: "It's just a minor illness, Aunt Lao Jing is worried." β
Xiaohe remembered the purpose of his visit, and said with a busy smile: "The third girl is polite." At first, I heard that the three girls were sick, and the aunt wanted to come to visit in person, but it was inconvenient to be pregnant, so I had to send the slave maid to do it for me - the aunt also asked the slave to bring a plate of almond cake to the three girls to taste, although it was not a good thing, but it was also the aunt's heart, and I hope the three girls will not dislike it. β
Wang Liyun has never liked these hypocritical styles, so she didn't bother to say much to her, so she just said straightforwardly: "Thank you Aunt Jing for your kindness on my behalf." β
Xiaohe put down the food box, took out the plate of peanut crisp, and didn't stay any longer, leaving a sentence "The three girls are good to live and recuperate, and the slaves and maids don't bother", and went directly back to the West Cross Courtyard to resume their lives.
After about half a cup of tea, Feng Jiwen also left Houyun Pavilion.
Wang Liyun ordered the only little maid beside her to send her out of Wang's house.
As soon as Feng Jiwen left on the front foot, Wang Lizhu rushed over with the maid on the back foot.
"Mother is sick, Feng Jiwen, who is a cousin and niece, will come to visit, the third sister's illness is so alarmed that she came to the door in person, the third sister is really a big face. Wang Lizhu entered the room and sat down on a chair by herself, and said in a strange manner: "It's a pity that I came one step slower, and I couldn't see what the eldest lady of Yinglian Mansion who the third sister was struggling with looked like now after marrying a broken child." β
She just met Feng Jiwen in Jingyang Building last night, and she said this just to satirize Wang Liyun and Feng Jiwen.
Wang Liyun leaned on the head of the bed and did not answer, and there was no emotion on her expressionless face.
Wang Lizhu glanced at her coldly, with a look of disgust in her eyes.
If it weren't for the fact that her father was afraid of sending Wang Liyun to the palace draft this year, Wang Liyun would have already gone below to see her uncompetitive aunt, where would she have the opportunity to show her face here.
Cheng Ri looks tall, and it makes people upset when they see it.
This kind of person should have died early and cleaned, so as not to be an eyesore.
Failed to see Feng Jiwen sarcastically say a few words to her as she wished, and Wang Lizhu, who was already in a bad mood, didn't bother to continue to stay here and smell the medicine, and before getting up and leaving, she didn't forget to look around the furnishings in the house, and said with a smile: "The third sister is too plain in this house, it's not as good as the place where my maids live and look decent, why doesn't the third sister let the maids take care of itββ"
Wang Liyun was still silent.
"By the way, I just changed a few new furnishings in my yard yesterday, and the old ones that were replaced were going to be rewarded to the next person, but now it is better to give them to the third sister to fill the house, as the saying goes, fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders. β
Wang Liyun grabbed the corner of the quilt slightly.
"Where did this pastry come from?" Wang Lizhu glanced at the plate of peanut crisp on the table, moved his eyebrows and said: "Isn't this something from Wuwei Zhai? Why, is the third sister's monthly price rising? I can afford to eat things from Wuwei Zhai." β
Wang Liyun raised her chin slightly, trying her best to make her tone sound less stiff: "Fourth sister said that I laughed, where can I afford to eat such a good thing." β
"Then where did this thing come from?" asked Wang Lizhu as expected.
"Aunt Jing sent someone to send it. β
"Aunt Jing?" Wang Lizhu frowned.
Then he sneered and said, "This Aunt Jing is very lively. It's just that his eyes don't seem to be very good, and he can't even get on the table, so he doesn't have to waste his thoughts. β
After saying that, he strode away with the maid with a cold face.
Wang Liyun guessed that she should have gone to the West Cross Courtyard.
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After Feng Jiwen got into the carriage, she took out a bean paste-colored purse from her sleeve.
She has never asked Wang Liyun to help embroider any purse, before Wang Liyun told Xiaoxian that she would go to get the purse, it was naturally just a pretense, and today Wang Liyun handed this purse to her in front of the mother-in-law, she thought it was just a disguise.
Until Wang Liyun used the decoction as an excuse to branch out of the mother-in-law who had let down her guard.
Only then did she know that Wang Liyun invited her to come in order to put this purse in her hands.
It's just that this purse is not for her.
Instead, he wanted her to transfer it to Ding Ziyu-
Before this, she really didn't know when Wang Liyun had an intersection with Ding Ziyu.
Thinking that Wang Liyun was going to participate in the draft soon, she couldn't help but hesitate at first, but Wang Liyun was sincere and looked sober and reasonable, so she didn't say anything to dissuade her.
In the end, Wang Liyun is no better than Ziyun.
She was a calm girl, and she must know exactly what she was doing.
Moreover, her friendship with Wang Liyun is mediocre, and she has no right to ask too much about interfering in other people's decisions.
Therefore, even though she noticed that Wang Liyun was not so much sick as hurting, she didn't ask about the cause and effect, and only promised that Wang Liyun would help her hand over the purse to Ding Ziyu, and she didn't say much.
She didn't ask anything Wang Liyun didn't say.
After going back, I handed over the things to Liu Quan'er, and asked him to go to Mr. Ding's residence and hand over the things to Mr. Ding with his own hands. Feng Jiwen handed the purse to Xiaoxian.
Xiaoxian glanced at her, reached out to take it, and answered "yes".
I heard Feng Jiwen explain again: "Let Liu Quan'er try to send it over tonight." β
This kind of thing should not be left for a long time, so as not to have many dreams at night.
The slave wrote it down. β
After returning to the house, Xiaoxian conveyed Feng Jiwen's words to Liu Quan word for word.
Liu Quan wrote them down one by one, solemnly took the purse and put it away, and went out without delay.
After Ding Ziyu fell into a coma last time, He Shen and Feng Jiwen had asked Liu Quan to send something to visit, so it was only appropriate for him to do this.
Liu Quan didn't work for about half a pillar of incense when he went out, and when the sky was slightly dark, Feng Jiwen, who was sitting on the couch by the window and reading the account book, heard Xiaoting come and said that he was back from the Heshen Domain.
Feng Jiwen, who was looking at it attentively, didn't raise her head and said "hmm", signaling that she knew.
But he listened to Xiaoting's tone and carefully added-"Madam, uncle, he seems to be injured." β
Feng Jiwen was stunned, and then raised her head.
"Hurt?"
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PS: It's past twelve o'clock, but yesterday's update is counted as usual.
I slept late again, and tomorrow I will try to save the manuscript and try to get back from my bedtime. /(tot)/
Recommend an ancient quote by the same group of authors~
Title of the book: "Chitose Marrying"
Author: Feng Fuyun Do
Introduction: What is a bad marriage, Chitose has the ability to marry me. (To be continued.) )