Chapter Thirty-Six: Xia He Steals?
Xia He's body began to tremble after the old lady said the general appearance of the hairpin, and as time passed, the trembling became more frequent.
Jing Ning's gaze swept over her, and suddenly said, "Xia He, what's wrong with you?" ”
Her voice caught the attention of the others in the room, and the old lady, the Yang family, and even the other people in the room all looked at Xia He.
One of them looked at Xia He's gaze with surprise, as if he couldn't believe it.
Unexpectedly, Jing Ning would notice herself, Xia He was suddenly startled, and his eyes were flustered.
"Ah, no, it's okay, slave, slave, it's just a little uncomfortable."
"Since you're not feeling well, then you can go back and rest first." Jing Ning said with concern, Xia He suddenly felt as if he had received amnesty, and said happily: "Thank you, Miss." ”
With that, he left the room.
At this time, a mother-in-law suddenly crawled in front of the old lady among the rows of people kneeling on the ground: "Old lady, old slave, old slave has a word to say, last night the old slave couldn't sleep and came out to go around, not far outside your yard I saw this maid sneaky, maybe she stole your things from the old lady." ”
She pointed her finger at Xia He.
Xia He was taken aback by this sudden situation, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, it's not me." ”
However, her panicked reaction turned into a thief in the eyes of others, the old lady's eyes sank, and at this time, the search person also returned, holding the hairpin that the old lady had stolen.
"Old lady, your things have been found, and they were found in a maid's room called Xia He in the courtyard of the eldest lady."
It was a very beautiful hairpin.
At the end of the phoenix is a winged phoenix, and the body of the phoenix is wrapped around a white dragon, the person who carved this hairpin is very careful, even the phoenix feathers and the scales on the white dragon's body are very careful.
The old lady took the thing tremblingly, walked to the door tremblingly, and looked through the sunlight.
"Yes, that's right, it's true! It was indeed carved by the old man back then. ”
The old lady cried with joy, then held the hairpin in her hand, and her eyes were like a blade scraping towards Xia He, who was standing on the side, and her voice was cold.
"Come on, drag this maid down for me and sell it to the lowest Qinglou!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell for a moment.
Even Jing Ning was surprised for a moment, and he almost didn't believe his ears.
Because in her past impression, although the old lady is a person who is not easy to speak, her face is serious on weekdays, and her speech is very strict, but her temperament is very tolerant.
I remember that at the beginning, she pushed the county lord of Danyang downstairs, causing the lord of Danyang to die, and when the palace of the king sent elite soldiers to surround the entire prime minister's mansion and force the prime minister's mansion to hand over herself, otherwise she would slaughter the entire prime minister's mansion, she gave herself ten slaps and let people trap themselves on the stake for a day and a night.
But he never gave himself up because of this.
Interrupting the memory, Jing Ning returned his attention to the room.
The rest of the room had been stupefied by the old lady's words.
The lowest lowly Qinglou, what kind of place can it be, it is naturally the kind of dirty, a bench can pick up customers, the woman who enters there, it is impossible to escape in this life, can only pick up customers day and night, either the most tortured to the point of not being presentable, or just can't stand the torture and commit suicide, which is countless times more cruel than the so-called beating to death with a stick.
Xia He was also frightened, knowing that those subordinates began to pull her, she knelt down in a panic, "No, old lady, this hairpin was not stolen by the slave maid, but picked up by the slave maid!" ”
That's right, this hairpin was picked up by her last night.
At that time, she had just come out of Aunt Yang's yard, bumped into Bihua who came out for a walk, and a hairpin fell out of the other party's body, she picked it up and hid it secretly.
Where did she know that this was the old lady's hairpin?
Xia He was terrified, by the way, it was Bihua, this hairpin belonged to Bihua, and she stole it!
"Old lady, it wasn't the slave who stole it, it was Bihua, it was Bihua who stole the hairpin, the slave just secretly picked up the hairpin that Bihua dropped, this really has nothing to do with the slave and maid!"
The old lady's eyes sank and she looked towards Jing Ning.
After the previous assassination, of course she knew that Bihua was Jing Ning's maid.
Jing Ning's eyes widened and said in disbelief: "Bihua? But isn't Bihua injured? She can't even go to the ground, how can she steal? Xia He, for the sake of you being the one my aunt gave me, I promoted you to a first-class maid, and you have been tolerating even if there is anything wrong on weekdays, but how can you frame Bihua? ”
Unexpectedly, he suddenly mentioned himself, and Yang finally withdrew from his thoughts.
She also opened her mouth to persuade: "Mother, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding in this matter, look at Xia He's like this, where does it seem that someone has the courage to do such a thing?" ”
After all, it was a spy who was buried by Jing Ning's side, and it would be a pity if he died like this.
The old woman did not speak, but the servant continued:
"Old lady, what the old slave said is true, the old slave really saw her sneaking outside your yard."
"No, and Bihua, I knocked her down at the time!"
"Nonsense, it was obviously only you at that time, not to mention, if it weren't for you, what were you doing wandering outside the old lady's yard in the middle of the night?"
"I'm—"
Saying this, Xia He suddenly stopped his voice and subconsciously glanced at Yang.
Yang's eyelids jumped slightly, and he lowered his eyes quietly.
Although he was very busy and didn't say anything, Jing Ning naturally knew everything that Xia He was outside the old lady's yard not to steal, but because the Yang family's yard and his own yard were on both sides of the old lady.
She didn't deliberately go to the old lady's yard, but had just returned from the Yang family, and met the subordinate on the way in the middle.
A sneer curled into the corner of her lips, but there was a puzzled look on her face that she didn't know what to do.
"What is it?"
The old lady's voice was cold.
Although she has a bad temper, the old lady has always been a kind person, and even a little bit of a taste of not asking about the world, otherwise she would not hand over the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion to a concubine.
But the people who are kind also have their own reverse scales, and for the things that the old lady gave herself, the old lady is very precious, and almost all the people who are moved have only one dead word!
Xia He gritted her teeth, of course she couldn't say that she actually went to tell the eldest lady to the Yang family that night.
If you say it, you won't end well.
He could only plop down and kneel, with irrepressible panic and fear in his voice: "Old lady, do you believe in the slave maid, this hairpin is really not stolen by the slave maid, it is from the maid Bihua next to the eldest lady, if you don't believe it, go and catch Bihua, the slave and maid can confront her!" ”