Liu Yun trembled and cried: "Back to Mrs., Miss has been the same as usual in the past two days, and there is no difference in diet and daily life. However, it means that the weather is hot, the body is lazy, has no appetite, and does not want to eat. The slave wanted to report to his wife at that time, but the young lady stopped her, saying that she was like this when it was hot, and no one in the house knew about it, so she couldn't do anything. The slave didn't dare to disobey the young lady's order, but she was afraid that the young lady would not be able to stand it, so she went to the kitchen and found someone in the kitchen to prepare mung bean porridge and serve it to the young lady. The young lady barely ate a few bites, but she didn't dare to eat any more. The slave couldn't either, so she hid it from Miss Yao and went to find Yao's mother. However, Yao's mother has been too busy these days, and the slave maid has been waiting in her mother's house for more than half an hour but has not been able to wait for her mother, and she is worried about the errand on the young lady's side, so she can only come back first. ”

It sounds like a normal mess, and it has nothing to do with her.

But Mrs. Xu didn't believe it: "The master can't eat, you can't find Yao's mother, but if you can't touch Yao's mother, why won't you let the little maid next to Yao's mother tell you?" ”

"The slave and maid ran out secretly, and it was something that Miss stopped her, if the slave and maid pretended to reveal it to others, I was afraid that there would be gossip that was unfavorable to Miss Yu at that time. The slave did not dare to assert herself. Liu Yun defended aggrievedly.

It kind of rounded up her rhetoric.

Mrs. Xu couldn't blame Liu Yun too much for not coming to clarify this matter earlier.

As soon as Yao's mother saw this situation, she immediately stepped forward to admit the guilt: "It's all the fault of the old body." If I had returned to the house earlier and met Liu Yun, maybe I would have known earlier. Ask the wife to punish her. ”

At this point, what's the point of blaming anyone?

The anger dissipated. Mrs. Xu, who gradually returned to her senses, shook her head abruptly.

Tiredly, he instructed Yao's mother: "Hurry up and wait for the doctor at the door, and bring people in when they arrive." ”

Yao's mother got the order and ran out in shame.

Yun Luo accompanied Mrs. Xu to stay at the head of Yun Niang's bed.

But Mrs. Xu's temper is not as good as before, one time she scolded the maid because of the tea, and the other time she was driven out because the little maid lowered her head.

Throwing a tantrum for no reason.

Everyone was trembling, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

For fear of touching the master's anger, he will be beaten for no reason.

The atmosphere in the whole house was sluggish, and people were so busy that they turned their backs.

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At night, Yang Ze, who was in an irritable mood, was accompanied by his henchmen to seek joy in Manfanglou, the largest green building in Suzhou.

Suzhou is prosperous, and the green buildings are full of purple and red. Each flower has its own shape. Led countless men to bend their waists.

The confidant's name is Jia Da, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with roe deer's head and rat eyes, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and a pair of thief eyes and bones are fluctuating. It's not stopping at the face of the yellow flower girl. It fell on the breast of the merry little widow. Extremely obscene.

This man used to be a guy who was good at cheating, cheating, and stealing.

Later, by chance, I met Yang Ze in Manfanglou, and it happened that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Oiran came to Manfanglou. Appearance, figure, and talent are all the best choices. There is also a strange rule under the fame of this Oiran, that is, to sell your art, not to sell yourself. As soon as such a gimmick came out, many dignitaries and nobles flocked to it.

One by one, they earned money to stuff money into Manfang Building, just to see the beauty.

Yang Ze is also one of them, and he has hit a wall with many means.

Jia Da accidentally learned the news from the mouth of the old bustard in Manfanglou, seized the opportunity, and coaxed the personal maid of the Oiran with silver and rhetoric, gave the Oiran aphrodisiac drug, and gave it to Yang Ze for nothing.

Yang Ze, who succeeded, was happy, so he left Jia Da by his side to serve.

After a period of time, Jia Da's cleverness really helped Yang Ze solve some problems.

Yang Ze relied more and more on him and trusted him completely.

And Jia Da also began to slowly get ahead in the Cao Gang, and in the past two or three years, he seemed to be the little steward of the Cao Gang, walking on the docks, whether it was those rough people who lived by hard work, or those ruffians and hooligans who depended on the Cao Gang to survive, they all groveled, flattered and flattered him.

He's kind of a mixed person.

It's okay to raise your eyebrows outside.

But he knew very well in his heart that his qiē was just because of Yang Ze's attention, and if he left Yang Ze, he would be nothing. Therefore, he spent more and more effort to please Yang Ze.

At this time, Jia Da saw that his master was in a bad mood, and immediately cleverly asked Man Fanglou's mother to come over and whisper.

When my mother heard this, she dared to delay, nodded her head, and repeatedly promised that she would do it.

A quarter of an hour later, a tall woman with white skin, enlarged breasts, a thin waist, and round buttocks came, and pushed the door into the most luxurious box in Manfang Building.

"Yang Ye ......" The woman pushed open the door, lifted her skirt, revealing her looming snow-white skin, trembling in a squirming voice, puffing out her chest and leaning towards Yang Ze, who was sitting on the main seat.

It's so soft that it seems to be made of water.

Yang Ze, who had a gloomy face, showed a slight smile, and stretched out his hand to reach out to the snow-white peak.

The creamy touch evoked a shiver in my heart and diluted a little depression.

Yu Guang saw the woman next to her squinting her eyes in intoxication, and pursed her red lips slightly, like a cat.

The mood is a little better again.

But the wound on the back of the hand was cracked open again because of the movement, and the pain rushed straight to the brain.

The scene of the day in my mind was like a water wheel, squeaking backwards a few squares.

"What do you do with those people? actually let strangers blend into the dock, now it's okay, that minister of the Qin mission pulled the tiger skin to make a big flag, and made a big fuss about holding the dock......" Liu Han, the head of the Cao Gang was full of meat, standing across the table with his eyes split, his voice was so loud that he almost shook the threshold down, and the whip in his hand swept over as he spoke, he subconsciously reached out to block it, and a sharp pain hit his heart without a trace of hesitation.

Even though he is Liu Han's nephew, he is also very important on weekdays, but if something goes wrong, Liu Han never pretends to him, and he never cares about the people who have come before and after him.

Once, for a batch of goods to be transported to the capital urgently, he was whipped by his uncle Liu Han in front of the Cao Gang brothers because he failed to leave the ship on time.

The skin on the body is open. Bloody and miserable.

The brothers present all bowed their heads, and did not dare to speak out. But secretly they are snickering.

Some people who don't deal with him on weekdays pretend to have a pitiful and comforting expression on the surface, but in fact, the schadenfreude and excitement in their eyes can't be hidden.

When he was carried back, he gritted his teeth with the light of his eyes pointing at people along the way.

It took the greatest strength of his life to suppress those hatreds back to the bottom of his heart.

It was also that time that he completely understood the way of the world.

What an uncle, what a nephew.

If you can't hold the supreme power in your own hands, then you can only be slaughtered by others.

Let him be the nephew of his relatives. So what?

Not a fish lying half-dead on a chopping board for him to slaughter?

The so-called uncle. On weekdays, he shouted affectionately, but when it came to the moment, he violated his interests, and he was still not soft.

Scold when you scold. Hit when you should.

There is no affection at all.

It's not like he's a pawn yet. Or as a murderous blade. On weekdays, I snort and drink.

To put it bluntly, one of his nephews can be cultivated by his uncle entirely because Liu Han has no son in his life.

Right. It was because he had only one daughter and no son.

Liu Han, outsiders look rough and ruthless, but who would have thought that such a person would love his daughter to the core?

Several of their close friends knew that he was very tender and loving to his only daughter.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the beloved Cheng dù as "doting".

If you hold it in your mouth, you are afraid of melting, and if you hold it in the palm of your hand, you are afraid of falling.

From childhood to adulthood, the people around his daughter were three layers inside and three layers outside, and there were no less than 50 maids, mothers-in-law, and bodyguards.

The idle people didn't know that Liu Han had a daughter, and those who knew that they had a daughter couldn't meet each other.

Even if he is his cousin, since he has been by Liu Han's side, he has seen this cousin no more than five times.

These five times I saw them all because of special reasons.

He still remembers the shock he felt when he first met his cousin.

yes, it's absolutely shocking.

Snow-white and delicate face, shining eyes, the temperament of mountains and flowing water, and the demeanor of flowing water.

gestures, living off the daughter of a generation of official eunuchs, people can't help but feel ashamed.

Who would have thought that she was just the daughter of a reckless, ninth-rate Cao gang leader.

On the first side, he reflected her in his heart and carved her into his bone marrow.

I can't forget.

He is eight years older than her, and he is already a mature man, and he has already tasted the clouds and rain of Wushan under the guidance of the Qinglou woman.

In the past, women have always been used as playthings to warm the bed, and they are not worth mentioning.

But in the face of such a noble woman, no, she was not a woman at the time, but a girl, and the urge to hold him in the palm of his hand and take care of him carefully surged in his heart.

I even feel a deep sense of guilt that I have been with other women.

Just as he was speechless on the surface and heartfelt in his heart, this cousin curtsied at him lightly, and called him "cousin" softly and tactfully, while his own uncle and her father Liu Han's fierce eyes mercilessly slashed at him, and he came to his senses.

It seems to be stirred by an electric current.

He clearly felt Liu Han's displeasure.

and contempt under the eyes.

Yes, contempt.

Because he is nothing more than an ant attached to his life.

Because he is nothing more than a reckless man who licks blood from the knife for a living.

Because he's just a nameless mustard.

……

is not worthy of his palm pearl at all.

Suddenly, he was deeply hurt by that look, and it seemed that a huge black hole in his heart sucked him in, locked in the darkest corner, and did not see the light of day.

For the first time. He was sad, struggling, and giving up on himself because of his origin.

For this reason, it has been sluggish for a month. (To be continued......)

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