Chapter 50: Madame, Isn't She Joking?
The Tongfang was finally afraid, and screamed: "Madame, spare your life, the slave and maid will never dare in the future, beg Madame to give the slave and maid a chance......"
She struggled incessantly, and her voice was unambiguous, sharp and tight.
Zhou Mu stood beside Yun Xiangrong expressionlessly, without the slightest intention of speaking.
"Drag it off." Yun Xiangrong waved his hand, his face suddenly became cold, and a heavy pressure made everyone breathless.
The two who paused grabbed the room and dragged it to the firewood room.
"Young master, save the slave and maid, the slave and maid are your people, young master......" The Tongfang was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he shouted sharply to let Zhou Mu save her.
Zhou Mu looked at it coldly, but he was horrified in his heart, he never knew that she still had such a cold and decisive time.
Unconsciously looked at her from the corner of his eye, and felt more and more that she had really changed.
Everyone understood in their hearts that Yun Xiangrong was in Liwei, and Zhou Mu ...... I'm supporting her!
In the future, the back house of the Zhou Mansion will be a hall of Yun Xiangrong's words.
"Let's all go and do things, if there is any disobedience, she will end." Yun Xiangrong waved his hand lightly.
"Yes, young lady." Everyone responded in unison and retreated.
Qing Niang also went back to her yard, so angry that she smashed a lot of things, and the screams almost didn't reach Yun Xiangrong's yard.
In her opinion, Yun Xiangrong not only has the right to be in charge, but also can leave the house at any time, which is simply free, but she is grounded, even if the shop she runs is still in her own hands, but what Yun Xiangrong has still makes her jealous.
Early this morning, Yun Xiangrong finished presiding over the affairs of the mansion and left the mansion in a carriage.
The carriage stopped in front of a high-rise building called Linglong Pavilion.
"Young lady, what are we doing here? This is the place of the wind and the moon. Chu Er tugged at Yun Xiangrong's sleeve and swallowed softly.
The reputation of Linglong Pavilion, who in the capital doesn't know.
At the moment, although this is an elegant place to sell your art but not your body, it is not suitable for Yun Xiangrong to enter people of this status, especially since she is still a woman.
"Naturally...... Someone is looking for. Yun Xiangrong smiled faintly, raised his foot and stepped in.
Although Chu Er felt that it was inappropriate in her heart, since Yun Xiangrong had warned her, now her temperament had also been restrained, and she trusted her own young lady more and more, so she gritted her teeth and hurriedly followed.
Inside, Yun Xiangrong's eyes swept lightly, looking at the surrounding scenes.
The interior is particularly delicate and elegant, not the slightest wind and dust, with a unified style of peony screen partitioned into a small partition, a lot of partitions have been sat guests and Qingqi, or talk and laugh freely, or play the piano and lyrics, it is indeed elegant.
"This lady is here to find someone?" The steward of the building hurriedly answered, smiling.
Although it is an elegant place, there are also many fierce wives who come to the door to make trouble, and the steward is no longer strange, I just hope that the gentle-looking lady in front of him will not be difficult to send away.
"Yes." Yun Xiangrong nodded.
The steward said in his heart, but he heard her say again: "I heard that Guilou Wanniang sings a good song, so I came to see and understand." ”
As soon as these words came out, the steward suddenly stared at her, not only the steward, but even the guests and Qingqi in the few partitions that were close couldn't help but look sideways.
I have only heard of women who come to the door to make trouble, but I have never seen a lady who comes to listen to music.
"Isn't this madame joking?" The steward in the building smiled awkwardly.