Chapter Twenty-Five: She's Scheming

"Shhhh Fu Ruoyun covered her mouth.

Fu Ruolin broke away from her, "I will never let her succeed!" ”

Fu Ruolan wants to be a princess, wants to climb on her and her mother's head, in the next life!

Looking at Fu Ruoyun's angry departure, Fu Ruoyun was in a good mood, and fed the koi fish in the koi pond before returning to the room.

For several days, Fu Ruolan not only stayed in the embroidery room, but also often ran into the study, not knowing what to do.

It's just that she carries her embroidery paintings in and out, and Fu Ruolin doesn't have a chance to start at all.

She was so angry that she had no choice but to kick the pebbles in the garden.

"Ahh

Jing Ying'er tripped over a stone that ran out of nowhere, and all the nutrients of the flower poured out.

"Something! It stinks to me! ”

Fu Ruolin's favorite embroidered shoes were all dirty, and the smell made her sick and uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry Miss Three! Jing Ying'er fell to her knees in fright.

"It sounds familiar." Fu Ruolin half-squinted her eyes, "It turned out to be the second sister's girl." ”

Syllable!

The crisp slap slapped Jing Ying'er on the face without hesitation.

"Clumsy, the second sister didn't teach you well, I don't mind helping her teach you a lesson."

Fu Ruolin slapped the other half of Jing Ying'er's face again.

"Slave, slave is wrong......" Jing Ying'er was stunned by the fan, and her face quickly became red and swollen.

"Ying'er! Dead girl! Where did you run to be lazy? Mother Li's angry voice came out.

"Here." Fu Ruolin shouted, "Mother Li, how do you teach people on weekdays?" ”

She stretched out her shoes in front of Li's mother, "Oh, this is my favorite embroidered shoe, so I broke it for her." ”

Mother Li kicked Jing Ying'er's buttocks, and she threw herself into the dirt in embarrassment and ate a mouthful of ash.

The wound on her ass cracked, and Jing Ying'er muttered uncomfortably.

"What are you doing lying on your stomach? Why don't you hurry up and wipe the third lady clean? ”

When the words fell, Mother Li kicked Jing Ying'er again.

"Yes! Be! Jing Ying'er struggled to stand up, and Li's mother stepped her back into the mud with a kick.

"Crawl over to me!"

Jing Ying'er clenched her fists, climbed to Fu Ruolin's feet, and wiped her embroidered shoes little by little.

Fu Ruolin looked at her, moved her legs away with disgust, and said with a smile: "Lick it clean for me." ”

Jing Ying'er's heart was shocked, her eyes were full of shock, and she crawled back shallowly.

"What run?" Mother Li stepped on her back, "Master's words, should you be a deaf ear?" ”

"No, don't, the second miss won't let you come here......" Jing Ying'er's eyes sneered.

"Are you still waiting for the second sister to come and save you?" Fu Ruolin smiled and bent over, "People are about to fly on the branches as phoenixes, who cares about your cheap life?" ”

The last trace of blood on Jing Ying'er's face disappeared completely, she closed her eyes resignedly, and approached the shoes with nausea.

……

Another day, Fu Ruolan ran out of peacock threads prepared by Fu Ruolan, and she returned to the boudoir in distress, rummaging for the remaining silk threads.

Smack. The small wooden box fell at her feet.

Bending down to pick it up, it was the medicinal herb prepared for Jing Ying'er.

She slapped her head, recently she was fighting at night, and she had no time to take care of Jing Ying'er.

Holding the wooden box, she came to the maid's room, which was empty, and there was no figure?

Fu Ruolan casually grabbed a girl and asked, "Where did Ying'er go?" ”

The girl hesitated and said, "Second, the second miss should go to Butterfly Garden to find Ying'er." ”

Fu Ruolan clenched the wooden box, and her face couldn't help but turn a little colder.

It's only been a few days since Jing Ying'er has been treated coldly, can't she wait to find another way out?

"Okay, thank you." Fu Ruolan smiled lightly.

In the butterfly garden, a small figure knelt in the courtyard, raising his hands above his head.

Su Su pinched the bamboo strips and slapped Jing Ying'er's palm fiercely.

"Stop." Fu Ruolan scolded coldly.

Su Su's hand shook, and when she saw Fu Ruolan, she rolled her eyes contemptuously, and the movements in her hands did not stop.

Fu Ruolan walked over and grabbed her wrist, "It's so bold, you dare not listen to the master's words?" ”

She looked at Su Su coldly, Su Su was panicked in her heart, and after a moment, she withdrew her hand vigorously, now that she is the eldest lady's person, why should she be afraid of Fu Ruolan?

"The eldest lady has ordered, you can't slack off if you don't hit fifty times, and the second lady shouldn't be embarrassed."

Fu Ruolan lowered her eyes, Jing Ying'er's hands were swollen and red, and tears were hanging from the corners of her eyes, which was extremely pitiful.

"Ying'er is from my yard, how to teach her, it's not your turn to interfere."

"She cut off my favorite flower branches, and I can't teach her to vent my anger?" Fu Ruoyun walked out slowly, with a gentle smile on her face, but the words she spit out were extremely sarcastic, "Ying'er is really precious." ”

She pulled the bamboo strip from Su Su's hand, "How many more?" ”

"Miss Hui, there are still ten strokes."

Fu Ruoyun shook her head and slapped Jing Ying'er ten times, "Since the second sister came to pick you up in person, I can't embarrass you anymore." ”

Jing Ying'er pursed her lips and stubbornly stopped letting her tears fall.

Fu Ruolan picked her up, she stumbled, and the master and servant almost fell to the ground.

Back in the room, Jing Yinger stood in the middle of the room with an embarrassed expression.

"What's wrong?" Fu Ruolan brought her a chair, "Sit, I'll rub the medicine for you." ”

"The slave, the slave's wound is open again......"

"Why was it so careless?" Fu Ruolan frowned.

It's not you yet! There is no power or power in the Fu family, and Mother Li's old thing is torturing me!

Jing Ying'er roared in pain.

When the medicinal wine touched the palm of her hand, Jing Ying'er shrank her hand and quickly pulled it back.

"Yes, I'm sorry Miss for causing you trouble......"

As she spoke, her eyes were red, and her tears were like broken pearls, which kept falling.

Fu Ruolan wiped the medicinal wine, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's that I can't stand you, in the Fu family, our lives are not worth a pot of flowers from my sister." ”

Jing Ying'er was stunned and lowered her head silently.

A life is not worth a pot of flowers, how can she be willing?

She quietly clenched her little hand, and the wound on her hand made her hurt.

The more painful it is, the more she remembers the sluts who brought her pain! One day, she will pay it back a hundredfold!

"It's a good rest, tomorrow my eldest sister and I will enter the palace, and no one should trouble you again."

"If the young lady doesn't take care of her in the palace, it may be very troublesome, so it's better to be a slave ......and maid."

Jing Yinger wanted to follow into the palace, and wanted to take the opportunity to climb the handsome prince at the banquet that day.

"Not necessarily." Fu Ruolan's expression was faint, "You can recuperate with peace of mind, and Jingyun will accompany me into the palace tomorrow." ”

"As long as you are honest and responsible, I will not wronged you." Fu Ruolan smiled and patted the back of her hand, "Ying'er is so well-behaved, she must not be half-hearted, right?" ”

The sharp gaze pierced Jing Ying'er's heart in a panic, her throat seemed to be blocked with cotton, and she couldn't say any sincere words, so she could only nod her head indiscriminately in the end.