Although it is autumn, the midday sun is still scorching, the sky is clear without a single cloud, and the sunlight is unobstructed and directly hits the earth.

In the middle of the courtyard knelt a little maid, her tattered clothes were stained with blood, and not a single piece of exposed skin was intact, her eyes were barely open with blood scabs, and her body was shaky in the strong sunlight.

Not far away, in the shade of a tree, a beautiful woman sat in a rocking chair with her eyes closed, lazy and comfortable. Although she was dressed plainly, there were no less than ten servant maids and women around her, some beating their backs, some pinching their legs, some shaking fans, and some serving tea fruits.

Qi Ruyan was dressed as a maidservant, standing behind Zhou Jingrong, and said in disbelief: "Then, that is Mrs. Yang?" ”

Zhou Jingrong let out a "hmm", and Qi Ruyan was speechless in shock.

Ever since she had the intention of being a concubine for Yang Ruyuan, she has been paying attention to the movements of the Yang family.

She inquired that Yang Ruyuan's back house was clean, there was no concubine room, no room, and only one wife, Mrs. Yang.

This Mrs. Yang has an excellent reputation, everyone praises her for her gentleness, soft temperament, and a good wife and mother, and Yang Ruyuan also loves her very much.

Qi Ruyan also secretly spied on Mrs. Yang, and saw that she was really as outsiders said, smiling gently and gently, talking very well, and looking like she was indisputable, which strengthened her idea of wanting to enter the house.

It's just that the Mrs. Yang she saw today was completely different from the Madam Yang she had seen before, and she almost didn't recognize it.

Zhou Jingrong had already taken a step, and Qi Ruyan was still stunned. Yayi pushed her, and she followed with trepidation.

Zhou Jingrong walked up to Mrs. Yang and called softly, "Master." ”

Mrs. Yang slowly opened her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on her face: "Rong Niang is here." ”

The little maid kneeling in the courtyard saw someone coming, and hope rose in her heart, and she begged tremblingly: "Madam, please spare the slave and maid!" ”

Mrs. Yang didn't seem to hear the little maid's voice, and she didn't even give a single look.

But the grandmother beside her scolded in a rough voice: "You little still dare to beg for mercy? Isn't it you the one who dressed up to seduce the master? ”

The little maid didn't even have the strength to cry, and only defended herself intermittently: "Ask Mrs. to be aware that the slave maid was just cleaning the steps, because the sun was too hot, and she was dizzy when she got up, and she almost fell down." The old man was kind-hearted and helped the slave and maid to prevent the slave from falling and breaking the appearance. The slave and maid have absolutely no thoughts about the master, the slave and the maid are the lady's people, how dare they have two hearts for the lady? Madam, spare the slave and the maid, and the slave and the slave will repay you as a cow and a horse! ”

Mama sneered and said, "Phew! What almost fell, you obviously deliberately seduced the master! Ungrateful, Madame hurts you in vain on weekdays! ”

Qi Ruyan's eyelids jumped when she heard this, if Mrs. Yang really loved her, how could she abuse her like this?

Seeing that Mrs. Yang was not moved at all, the little maid turned to Zhou Jingrong and begged: "This lady, please do well, help the slave and maid to intercede, and save the slave and maid's life!" ”

Zhou Jingrong could only remain silent when he interfered in other people's family affairs.

Seeing that the little maid dared to ask for others, Mrs. Yang finally opened her mouth and said coldly: "Noise." ”

Mama immediately understood, and glanced at the rough envoy next to her. The mother-in-law didn't say a word, took the rag and stepped forward to gag the little maid's mouth.

The little maid struggled to resist, but she didn't have as much strength as her mother-in-law, and she was covered with injuries, so she fell down softly without tossing a few times.

The mother-in-law scolded and kicked her, and seeing that she didn't react, she reached out and probed her snort, and her face changed slightly.

The mother-in-law turned around and shook her head at Mama.

Mama said to Mrs. Yang with a calm face: "Madam, Liu'er has gone." ”

Liu Er is the name of the little maid, Mrs. Yang glanced indifferently, as if the death in front of her was not a person at all, but an object, and said with disgust: "Tsk, useless things, bury them." ”

Several family members stepped forward and wrapped Liu'er's body in a mat and carried it away. The maid carried a bucket and a broom, washing away the blood in the courtyard.

A faint bloody gas burrowed into Qi Ruyan's stomach, and Liu Er's bloody appearance brought her a double impact of smell and vision, and she almost vomited.

But the masters and subordinates of the courtyard all looked strange, which made her feel a chill in her heart, and it was cold to her bones.

Mrs. Yang got up, stretched out her hand to Zhou Jingrong, and said with a smile: "It's noon today, we two mothers, you have to accompany your wife well." ”

Zhou Jingrong hurriedly supported her, and responded obediently: "Yes, master." ”

Mrs. Yang inadvertently caught a glimpse of Qi Ruyan, who was frightened and pale, and showed an expression on her face: "This girl is handsome." ”

Qi Ruyan glanced at Mrs. Yang in a panic, only to feel that her waveless eyes were full of indescribable horror. She lowered her head in shock, her legs couldn't help but go limp, and her heart was in her throat.

Zhou Jingrong explained: "The girl in the countryside has never seen the world. Yayi, take it down and teach the rules. ”

Mrs. Yang squinted her eyes with satisfaction, and pulled Zhou Jingrong away affectionately.

Qi Ruyan mechanically followed behind Yayi, confused.

She couldn't believe what she had just seen, wasn't Mrs. Yang gentle and virtuous, how could she be so ruthless and treat human life like a mustard, how dare she?

Oh, by the way, that's a slave, maybe she signed a death contract, and the master can decide life and death with a word, what would she not dare.

What did Zhou Jingrong say, concubines are also slaves in their eyes......

Qi Ruyan was in a panic, two maids walked by, and the whispering voice came into her ears.

"Liu'er is really hard, and she didn't climb the bed, but she was helped by the master, and she died because of it."

"If you really climb out of bed, I'm afraid you won't even have a whole corpse."

"However, Liu'er is already the fifth of this month, right?"

"yes, alas......"

The maid had already walked away, and Qi Ruyan couldn't hear what they were saying, only suspicious in her heart.

The fifth? What is the fifth? The fifth person who tried to seduce the master, or the fifth person who was killed by the lady?

Qi Ruyan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She was born in a peasant family, although her life is cumbersome, but it is not complicated, she has never seen the filth in the back house of a large family, and she is completely blinded by the comfortable life described by Aunt Xue, "the concubine does not need to work hard as a housekeeper, as long as she serves the master well, even the gentle mother can handle it, and you can enjoy it wantonly".

Now that she has seen with her own eyes the devastating oppression of people by the identity class that cannot be crossed, the blow is not small. No matter how weak the mother's temperament is, it is also the mother, and she can strangle her with her hands.

She just wants to plan a good family business for herself and change the fate of her humble background, but she doesn't want to die because of this!

She couldn't help but quicken her pace, trying to get out of this suffocating mansion quickly.

There's nothing like personal experience to see the facts.

After Qi Ruyan left, Mrs. Yang pulled Zhou Jingrong into the house. Inside the house, Yang Ruyuan and Fu Yunshen had been waiting for a long time.

When Yang Ruyuan saw Mrs. Yang, he hurriedly greeted him and said with concern: "Madam, are you okay?" ”

Fu Yunshen was calm and relaxed, and did not step forward.

Mrs. Yang and Zhou Jingrong glanced at each other, and both laughed out loud.

Mrs. Yang pulled Zhou Jingrong to sit down, her gentle eyebrows and eyes expanded, no longer the lust she had just had, but the woman in her thirties was as delicate as a twenty-eight girl: "Rong Niang, I didn't show any flaws just now, right?" ”

Zhou Jingrong praised: "Master's acting skills are amazing, amazing!" ”

In fact, she wants to say, Oscar owes you a little golden man!

Mrs. Yang couldn't help but feel a little complacent: "When I was a girl at home, I liked to listen to opera and sing the most, but I almost apprenticed to Liyuan." ”

Yang Ruyuan saw the pride on Mrs. Yang's face, and his heart was full of pity, but his eyes were full of shame: "I have wronged Mrs. Yang." ”

Mrs. Yang didn't feel wronged, but had a feeling that she hadn't had enough of the drama.

It just so happened that a maid walked in, it was Liu Er, who had just been carried out.

Mrs. Yang teased in Mama's harsh tone just now: "Yo, little hoof, why are you alive again?" Dare to rob the master with Mrs. Ben, be careful of your skin! ”

Liu Er was extremely cooperative, and immediately made a look of wanting to cry: "Madam, the slave and the master are innocent!" Sir, you have to testify for your slaves! ”

Yang Ruyuan who was cued: "......"

The master and servant of the family are all drama spirits, what can he do, he is also very helpless!

Today, Mrs. Yang killed the slave and maid This scene was deliberately played for Qi Ruyan to see, Zhou Jingrong first fooled Qi Ruyan, saying that Mrs. Yang was a ruthless character, because she didn't believe it, so she disguised herself as a maid to see it in person.

Zhou Jingrong came up with this idea, but she was still inspired by Mrs. Song's incident.

The reason why Qi Ruyan thinks that being a concubine is also a good way out is to a large extent because she feels that Mrs. Yang is weak and is not afraid of the master's mother.

But what if she told her that the truth was not as she thought, and that Mrs. Yang was actually a smiling tiger, so ruthless that she dared to kill slaves and maids at will?

Mrs. Yang laughed a few words, remembered something, and said to Zhou Jingrong worriedly: "I'm afraid that the little girl next to me will not do anything, so I asked Liu Er to accompany me to play." But Liu'er is the big girl by my side after all, what if Qi Ruyan finds out that we are playing tricks on her? ”

Mrs. Yang is indeed weak and simple, what is there to be afraid of Qi Ruyan. Don't talk about lying to her, even if she really enters the Yang family in the end, Mrs. Yang can take out the momentum of the play she just made, come one by one, come two to fight a pair, someone sent her to the door to beg for a beating, and she will not come back.

Of course, Zhou Jingrong would not impose her code of conduct on Mrs. Yang, but only comforted her: "It's okay, and it depends on how she chooses." ”

Yang Ruyuan held Mrs. Yang's hand and said in a firm tone: "Madame doesn't have to take that woman surnamed Qi to heart, I will never let her step into the Yang family half a step!" ”

Mrs. Yang looked at Yang Ruyuan with emotion, and the two looked at each other affectionately.

Zhou Jingrong and Fu Yunshen glanced at each other awkwardly, and tacitly took a few steps back.

A room full of light bulbs, don't you think it's a little bright, teachers and teachers?

Fortunately, the kitchen opened quickly, and several people sat around the table, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant, not to mention.

In fact, Zhou Jingrong could see that Qi Ruyan was really frightened just now, even if she felt strange afterwards, but with such a shadow in her heart, she had to think carefully about her future.

Zhou Jingrong didn't want to crush Qi Ruyan with one blow, but wanted to send her a message: that is, no matter what happened before, if she sharpened her head and had to squeeze into the Yang family, then she would face such a back house that would be trampled on in the future, and she would do it herself.