Chapter 8: Worrying Situation
'Smack'!
Ye Hong didn't speak, but slapped her again, this time, Ye Qingli couldn't stand up, and was beaten by him and fell to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth.
And she didn't even scream in pain, just sneered.
"Sir! Master! ”
Seeing her expression, Ye Hong wanted to do it again, but he heard the housekeeper shouting anxiously, and ran in.
Today, Ye Qingli's small courtyard is really lively, and in the past so many years, there were not as many people as there were people who came here today.
"What's the matter?"
Ye Hong hurriedly withdrew his hand, but the housekeeper had already seen it, but after only one glance, he hurriedly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and said respectfully, "Master, Lord Shangshu, please come over to the house." ”
Immediately, Ye Hong's expression became serious and respectful, and he said, "Prepare the sedan chair." ”
After saying that, he turned around and strode away.
"Yes."
The housekeeper also hurriedly left, and Zhao Bichi was condescending, looking at Ye Qingli with a victorious attitude, and said disdainfully, "Even if you are a concubine, this Ye Mansion has long been my world." ”
After speaking, he left with the support of the maid.
In her opinion, Ye Qingli is just a concubine who has lost power, and she can't set off much wind and waves at all.
And in two months, Ye Wanrou will be in time, and then she can agree on the marriage, all her energy now is on this matter, she has been busy taking care of Zhuangzi recently, and she is also liquidating her property, and she is busy preparing a dowry for Ye Wanrou.
But before that, you have to marry Ye Qingli, a broom star, first, otherwise, Ye Wanrou, as a younger sister, will not be able to marry.
And Ye Qingli didn't know what idea she had been branded, she just let herself lie on the ground for a long time.
Ye Hong's hand was not light, which made her dizzy and uncomfortable.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps, Ye Qingli opened her eyes slowly, and found that it was the housekeeper's worried old face, who was looking at her a little anxiously.
Only then did she remember that in her previous memory, the original owner had secretly taken care of her thanks to this kind old housekeeper, otherwise she would have starved to death.
"Uncle Fu."
Ye Qingli struggled for a while, and Uncle Fu hurriedly helped her into the house, fetched water and came back, and soaked the hand towel to give her a cold compress.
"Miss, why are you doing this? If you anger the master, there will be no good fruit to eat. ”
Uncle Fu couldn't help but feel very distressed when he looked at her and grinned at her face, while Ye Qingli shook his head calmly, looked at him, and asked, "Uncle Fu, look at me, did the previous forbearance and humiliation and avoidance bring me a little stability?" ”
"Alas......"
Uncle Fu sighed, not knowing how to answer.
And Ye Qingli sneered, "Since I can't bring it, why do I have to be a shrunken turtle?" ”
"But ......"
Uncle Fu looked at her worriedly, and stopped talking.
He's just a subordinate, he sees everything in his eyes, but he can't say it, and he has nowhere to say it. But he really couldn't bear to see Ye Qingli like this, her life was already bitter enough.
And although he knew his kindness, Ye Qingli was reluctant to say more, so he tried to pull out a smile to change the topic and said, "Uncle Fu, I'm so hungry." ”
"Wait, Miss, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."
Fu Bo sighed and hurriedly walked out, and as soon as he left, Ye Qingli's expression became even more gloomy.
Now, she has angered Ye Hong head-on, and I am afraid that the days after will not be easy, so I have to find a way to get out of Ye Mansion quickly.