Chapter 222: The Past Life of the Qin Mansion
Nian Xia and Nian He were not there, and the two second-class maids of Du Fu were guarding here.
When the two maids heard Wanyi say this, they all glanced at Du Fu hopefully, nodded again and again, and then turned around and went out.
When you go out, don't forget to bring the door with you.
Looking at the expressions of the two maids, for some reason, Du Fu thought of Xia Helai.
If Xia He was here, Wanyi said so, she would definitely not have this expression.
Alasββ! Douff sighed unconsciously.
"Douff, what are you sighing for?"
Wanyi moved a pestle and sat opposite Du Fu, and then spoke: "Du Fu, I came this time just to ask you something." β
"Just tell me something, don't you see I'm busy?" Douff picked up the pen again and began to copy.
"It's about the old marquis of Ding'an Houfu's last life, I want to know, how did they die in their last life?"
"That's how you die!" Douff glanced up at her, then lowered his head and began to copy again.
"You're a liar!" Wanyi snatched her pen, suddenly changed her coldness just now, and pulled her to plead: "Du Fu, just tell me, okay?" β
Du Fu pushed the scripture forward: "Mother asked me to copy the scripture to pray for the blessing of the eighth sister, and by the way, for the six younger sisters, each copy a copy." If you finish copying it for me in an hour, I'll tell you! β
Without waiting for Wanyi to speak, she reminded again: "Don't ask someone to write for you, and don't copy it like a ghost drawing." If you can't, take care of yourself. Anyway, no matter how much you plead, I won't tell you. β
Looking at the thick pile of scriptures, Du Fu was confident that if Wanyi could copy three copies in an hour, she would be a god, let alone seven?
?? Unexpectedly, Wanyi agreed: "A word is a certainty!" β
"It's a deal!" Douff repeated.
Wanyi asked Dove to bring the paper.
She covered the unfinished scriptures of Douff one by one, and then gently peeled them off again.
The handwriting was left on the blank paper.
Du Fu looked at Wanyi dumbfounded, and the handwriting was printed one by one.
After a while, he found his voice again: "Du Wanyi! If you're like this, it's easy for your mother to see through it! β
Wanyi shook her head: "What are you afraid of?" When the time comes, you just have to put your hand-copied copy on the top, and your mother will not look at it carefully. β
Yuan wants to rectify people, what he wants is for you to stay awake all night, but he will not really use your scriptures to pray for blessings.
In that case, she wouldn't be able to use it with peace of mind.
Wanyi looked confident.
Half an hour later, Wanyi printed the last scripture.
After putting them aside, Wanyi pulled Du Fu to sit down face to face: "This time, you should tell me, right?" β
Du Fu had no choice but to tell her: "Qin Minghao really passed away because of a stumble in his last life. As soon as he died, the prince of the Hou Ye family had a stroke, and the old Hou Ye did not come up in one breath, and he also died together. β
"Why did he stumble?"
In this life, the reason given by the Hou Mansion was to travel in the mountains and rivers, just because he said that he was looking for someone, and he was afraid that Qin Minglang's reputation would be ruined.
Seeing Wanyi ask, Du Fu sighed: "Who knows? β
"That last life...... In the past few days, have I stayed up all night? β
Du Fu glanced at her and suddenly remembered: "That's right, Du Wanyi!" Where the hell did you go the other night? β
Wanyi pouted: "I went out of the city to relax, and I forgot the time for a while." β
"You're a liar!" Du Fu obviously didn't believe it: "You went out of the city to relax, why didn't you tell your maid in advance?" β
Wanyi sighed, looking sad: "No way, they are not smart enough, they insist on making everyone know." β
"Go!" Douff snorted from his nose.
"By the way, what was the ending of the previous life of the Ding'an Hou Mansion?"
Du Fu glanced at her, "You've asked enough. β
"Not much!" Wanyi sat up straight blankly: "Du Fu, you only need to tell me a few questions, and you can be busy all night, this deal is not a loss!" β
Douff turned his head away, silent.
Wanyi had no choice but to change the question: "Then you tell me, in my last life, was I familiar with Qin Minglang, the second son of Qin?" β
Douff turned a deaf ear.
Wanyi pursed her lips, but she was not in a hurry: "Du Fu, you offended the Nanyin Hou Mansion last year, and now the rumors about the Nanyin Hou Mansion have passed, it's time for them to settle accounts with you, right?" β
Speaking of this, Du Fu's eyes flashed with a little worry, and she looked at Wanyi: "Aren't you afraid?" β
"Afraid of what?" Wanyi didn't care: "Anyway, it's not me, I broke their scandal!" β
Du Fu got up, turned around a few times, and suddenly had an idea: "Big deal, I won't go out in the future!" β
"Huhββ!" Wanyi chuckled, and then proposed, "Du Fu, I helped you solve your marriage last time. After that, not only did you not thank me, but you also seduced Tian Chengan to harm me! β
"You talk nonsense! I didn't seduce Tian Chengan! Douff was annoyed.
Wanyi sighed: "I didn't say that I wanted to settle accounts with you, I just wanted to ask you a few questions, what are you anxious about?" β
"I really don't have anything to do with King Fukushi?" Douff added.
Wanyi was impatient to listen to this, and just asked Du Fu directly, was she familiar with Qin Minglang in her previous life?
"It's not cooked, is it?" Du Fu was a lot more honest at this time, and she was also a little uncertain about this problem.
Seeing Wanyi looking over suspiciously, she had no choice but to explain: "In his previous life, Qin Minglang turned white overnight because of his father's and brother's accident, and his personality became withdrawn. Besides, he was also a short-lived ghost in his last life, so he shouldn't have anything to do with you. β
Unexpectedly, in his previous life, Qin Minglang was so miserable. Wanyi's heart swelled up with a little sadness, and her voice softened a little: "Then how did he die in his previous life?" β
"Why do you ask so much?" Douff became impatient again.
"Curious! Haven't you heard that curiosity kills cats? β
Although Du Fu was impatient, she was afraid that Wanyi would settle accounts with her, so she had to tell her: "Qin Minglang was tired to death in his last life. β
"Then after his death, who will inherit the title of marquis?"
"Nope! At that time, Qin Minglang had not yet married. There was no eldest son and grandson in the Ding'an Marquis Mansion, and the title was naturally withdrawn by the emperor. β
Wanyi blinked: "It turns out that the biggest beneficiary is the emperor!" β
Hearing this, Du Fu hurriedly stopped her in a deep voice: "Second sister, you can't say such things in front of outsiders!" It will invite disaster. β
Wanyi looked at her and smiled: "It turns out that in your last life, you also thought the same way!" β
"Nope!" Du Fu denied it and gave Wanyi a blank look.
After all, in her last life, at that time, she was bound in the backyard, and these things were all told by the maids.
And those maids and daughters-in-law did not think so far as Wanyi. At that time, they just treated it as an interesting thing and gloated casually.