The kitchen is very lively, Zhao Qingyan has a good personality, and there is no shelf on his body. Several subordinates were still a little afraid of her at first, but after getting along for a while, they gradually found that this master had a really good temper, not at all as rumored.

Everyone has a detailed division of labor, a few people pick vegetables, a few people wash vegetables, a few people cut vegetables, and then there are people who specialize in lighting fires and cleaning dishes. Everyone is carefully doing what they have to do and everything is in order.

Wen Zichen couldn't help much when he was young, so Zhao Qingyan sent him to burn the fire with the little guy who specialized in burning fires. The kitchen was bustling, and on this rainy day, the people in the Wynne Mansion felt a little warmth for the first time.

However, the atmosphere did not last long, and before anyone expected it, the kitchen door was suddenly kicked open. Almost at the same time, everyone looked in the direction of the kitchen door, and no one spoke.

The person who kicked the door open was a middle-aged man, he didn't have an umbrella, and he was soaking wet. The kitchen was only a dozen feet in size, and Zhao Qingyan's heart trembled violently. She looked up, and then saw Mrs. Cheng who was helped in with an umbrella.

Mrs. Cheng didn't have a trace of expression on her face, and after she stepped into the kitchen, she was the first to see Zhao Qingyan who was surrounded in the middle, and then looked at everyone with contempt and swept around. Just now, everyone thought that Mrs. Cheng was gone, but now she suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes!

Zhao Qingyan's breath was suffocated, she didn't have time to lift it up in one breath, and almost held herself back. "Yes, yes!" Mrs. Cheng spoke softly, clapping her palms and laughing. Then her eyes were cold, and she turned into a short knife with a sharp handle and stabbed Zhao Qingyan's body.

Her eyes glared at Zhao Qingyan, but her words were said to others, "You are so bold!"

"Come on, tie up this slut for me!" Mrs. Cheng pointed at Zhao Qingyan and ordered. The people who were with Zhao Qingyan naturally didn't move, but behind Mrs. Cheng, I don't know where a few strong guys came out.

"Madame!" Uncle Zhong was alarmed by what was happening in the kitchen, and he ran far away from the rain and called out to Mrs. Cheng in an almost frightened tone. He was almost frightened to death by the scene in front of him, and hurriedly ran to the kitchen door, only to see that Zhao Qingyan had been tied up with a rope by the little servant brought by Mrs. Cheng.

Zhao Qingyan was a woman, and a few small servants grabbed her hands and easily tied her up. Uncle Zhong didn't have time to think about anything, he only knew that if Zhao Qingyan was really captured by Mrs. Cheng, it would really be over, he knelt on the ground and begged: "Madam, just let her go, if the prince comes back and knows about it, he doesn't know how he will mess with Madame!"

"What did you say!" Mrs. Cheng's eyes were ruthless, and one hand had been raised in the air, and she was about to fall on Uncle Zhong's face! Zhong Bo has been in the Huai'en Mansion for decades, and he has never suffered such humiliation as today. He said in his heart that this Huai'en Houfu is now completely chaotic.

"My son, I still need you to tell me! Uncle Zhong, is it that if I leave for too long, I will make you forget who I am?" Mrs. Cheng's hand didn't fall for a long time, and finally slowly fell again. Uncle Zhong is an old man, and she was also dizzy and wanted to hit him.

But what if Uncle Zhong is an old man from the Huai'en Houfu. Mrs. Cheng made a backhand, and the slap fell Uncle Zhong's face. Zhong Bo's whole body was beaten to the side, and he was almost knocked to the ground, but fortunately, one hand subconsciously held the ground.

The half of his face that was hit by Mrs. Cheng was red, and a slap mark on it was very eye-catching. "Uncle Zhong, do you remember who you are? You stare at me again!" Mrs. Cheng said that one hand was raised and there was a sign that it was going to fall, and she said, "I hit you today."

The tone of the last sentence sounded very calm, but everyone present knew that Mrs. Cheng was completely enraged. She took a step forward and lowered her head to approach Uncle Zhong, "I won't clean you up today, and we'll settle this account when Wen Qiao comes back." Deceive and deceive, I see what else you have to say!"

Uncle Zhong didn't come back to his senses for a while, he was also a living person, he was so old that he was humiliated by Mrs. Cheng and almost fainted. But he knew that now was not the time to be rash, so he turned back to the face that had been misrepresented by Mrs. Cheng, and lowered his head to look at the ground, "Madam, you can't take it away today!"

Mrs. Cheng was angered again, and she laughed angrily, "Who said I was going to take her away today?" Mrs. Cheng's words made people dare not answer, and she didn't seem to want people to answer, she said to herself: "Take her down, and you will deal with it later!"

If it weren't for Mrs. Cheng's extra heart when she left today, it would really be possible for Zhao Qingyan to escape. She has been looking for Zhao Qingyan for so many days, her patience has long been exhausted, and she finally caught her this time, so it is impossible to talk about anything and let her go easily.

She must teach Zhao Qingyan a lesson this time.

The rain drifted in from outside the door, and Aunt Zhang hurriedly wanted to escort Mrs. Cheng inside. In the pouring rain, the whole world was imprisoned in a white mist. You can't see the surroundings from a little distance, but at this moment everyone felt unusual.

Ling Yi's long sword was dragged to the ground by him, but the harsh sound could still be heard in the roaring rain. "Madam, you can't take Zhao Qingyan anywhere today." His voice was low and cold, and his words were not in a consultative tone but in a pleading tone. Obviously, he wasn't discussing with Mrs. Cheng.

This time, Mrs. Cheng is no matter how stupid she is, she can see everything clearly. Zhao Qingyan must still be here when she came, but during the time she was stopped, Zhao Qingyan had been taken away by the man named Ling Yi in front of her.

She really raised a good son! Aunt Zhang next to her looked at her, and stopped talking, "Madam, what should we do now?" Mrs. Cheng didn't answer, everything that happened recently made her feel bad, and she was all telling her that Wen Qiao did not hesitate to make enemies of her as a mother for the sake of a lowly woman.

And Ling Yi, who appeared in front of her, was telling her that she was nothing in Wen Qiao's eyes, and she was not even as important as Zhao Qingyan. Mrs. Cheng's heart was dripping blood, and she threatened, "You want to kill me?" Ling didn't move, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at Mrs. Cheng, "Don't dare." ”

"Don't dare?" Mrs. Cheng asked rhetorically: "I see that you want my life when you look like you now!" Her decades of Qinggao were ruined by Wen Qiao at this moment, "Wen Qiao, he wants me to kill you!" She threw her finger at Ling Yi and kept trembling, "What about Wen Qiao?" You tell him to come back quickly, today is either me or Zhao Qingyan dies!"

It seems that everything is not important anymore, and Wen Qiao dares to treat her like this, which means that she is far less important than Zhao Qingyan. She did all this for Wen Qiao's good, but he never appreciated it, she raised Wen Qiao for nothing!