Main Courtyard.

Zhou and He Bing are still arguing.

Qinghuan blocked groups of people who came to ask for peace, and looked at the house sadly.

The room was in shambles, tables had been knocked to the floor, none of the stools were standing properly, and the floor was littered with various snacks and broken pieces of porcelain.

The precious porcelain vase with flower arrangements on the tall cabinet was also lying on the ground at this time, crying silently in the water stains.

All kinds of ornaments and pendants that Zhou likes on weekdays are not spared, and they are all damaged.

She sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face and crying.

He Bing paced back and forth in the room, very impatient with his wife's behavior, but he had to be patient.

"You didn't take me seriously at all......"

"Enough, after arguing for so long, do you want everyone to come to see the joke?"

"Let them see! Look at what their masters have done, Tian is shameless, do you still have shame! ”

He Bing pressed his forehead with one hand, and his green tendons burst out.

His wife's reaction was beyond his expectations, although he was at fault, but why didn't his wife leave him a face at all, how should it end now.

In the past two days, He Bing has thoroughly investigated the rumors in the city, but there is no result.

The news from other states and counties, like his here, is like a prank that night, and there is no follow-up.

However, the death of the prefect of Changzhou is real and there is no falsification.

No one knows what's going on, but some people speculate that it was the Jianghu organization that made an example of the chickens and monkeys.

The prefect of Changzhou once sold his life for the Jianghu organization, but as a result, the leader of the Jianghu organization died, and the new leader took the position.

With this statement, everyone's hearts were settled at once.

Since this is the case, it is none of their business, and they must not offend the leaders of the rivers and lakes in the future.

He Bing's mind was settled, so he went down to drink with his subordinates and returned home very late.

didn't want to disturb Zhou, so he told the little servant to help him go to the study and lie down.

Zhou's family ordered the kitchen early to heat the decanting soup for the master, and Qingyuan, who was serving Zhou's side in this matter, naturally knew that this was a good opportunity to show his face in front of the master, so he waited for He Bing to come back.

Knowing that He Bing went to the study, he sent it over with the decanting soup.

He Bing drank the sobering soup in a daze.

Seeing a Rouyi reach over to take the bowl, he grabbed her arm.

Qingyuan twitched twice and didn't pull it out, and called softly "Master".

He Bing, who was still a little confused, was stirred by this voice and sobered up a little.

Look at Qingyuan.

Thin willow eyebrows, small face, like a willow-like figure.

The hand gradually squeezed her little hand.

Hearing only the sound of "pop", the bowl fell to the ground and turned into pieces, He Bing pulled Qingyuan down on the couch and covered his somewhat heavy body.

Qing Yuan shouted intermittently in a panic: "Master...... No way...... Madame does not ...... Hmmm......"

was gagged by He Bing, and she couldn't speak, only knowing that the smell of wine in his mouth made her miserable.

The room rang out with the sound of stinging and the woman's groans of pain.

Humming a little tune, Fulin stepped out of the shadows with his pants in his hands, and his face was strange when he heard the sound of the door.

He went to the toilet, how did he make a fuss, which bold aunt is this, so presumptuous, go to the study to tease the master, and see how Mrs. Tomorrow cleans her up.

I didn't care, I leaned on the side and fell asleep.

Until the next day, I saw Qing Yuan, who was in wrinkled clothes, and walked out of the study with the master, the old man was refreshed, Qing Yuan blushed and bowed his head, his steps staggered slightly, and he didn't dare to look at him.

Only then did he realize what had happened, and knew that he had made a big mistake, and his face suddenly turned pale, and his wife ...... I'm afraid I'll have to blame him for this.

Secretly blamed the old man for being so anxious, and hated Qingyuan for not knowing what to do, and not serving his wife well, but trying his best to climb the master's bed and drag him down.

He Bing led Qingyuan to the main courtyard.

Qingyuan was scared in her heart, worried that her wife would ignore the master's maintenance and have to dispose of her.

Thinking that the master asked her in every way last night, she screamed one by one, and her face turned red, thinking that no matter how powerful the lady was, she still had to listen to the master if she had anything.

I was a little proud in my heart, and I would see who would dare to underestimate her in the future.

Fortunately, the time was still early, and I didn't meet a few people along the way, which saved Qingyuan a lot of embarrassment.

As soon as the two entered the main courtyard, the courtyard was quiet, and Qingyuan held her head high, contemptuous of the little maid who used to be like her.

When the two entered the house, they quarreled like a pot.

Zhou's hands trembled and looked at the two people who walked in one after the other, pointed at He Bing and shouted angrily: "You have no conscience." ”

Pounce on him and slap him.

He Bing scolded Qinghuan, who was standing stupidly: "Don't go out yet." ”

Qinghuan came back from his stupidity, didn't dare to look at Zhou, nor did he look at Qingyuan, he lowered his head and hurriedly went out, cleaned up the little maids in the yard, and stayed outside, ready to stop the young ladies and aunts who came to ask for peace.

This is what He Shuyun and He Xinmu saw in the morning.

He Bing was very irritated by the crying, and walked to the door and lifted the curtain.

Qingyuan knelt at the door, with a few red marks on his face, slightly red and swollen, tears glistening in his eyes, biting his pink lips, pitiful.

Seeing He Bing come out, his eyes lit up, and he shouted aggrievedly: "Master." ”

He Bing took her arm and helped her up, but said, "You go in and persuade Madame, after serving for so many years, she will not embarrass you." ”

Qingyuan's face is pale, won't she be embarrassed?

Madame dares to do something to the master, what weight can she have as a servant.

The master can't be convinced, how can he push her?

Looking at He Bing's gaze, he was a little less enthusiastic and a little disappointed.

was glared at by He Bingyi, so he could only move into the inner room and kneel under Zhou's feet and kowtow.

He Bing was still listening outside, and he couldn't say that he wasn't.

I could only cry and shout: "Madam, are they all slaves, last night Mrs. instructed the stove room to leave sobering soup for the master, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, but I saw that the mother-in-law was lazy and fell asleep, I wanted to go to the front to inquire, just saw the master come back, I was confused, took the soup and sent it to the master." As a result, the old man drank too much, treated me as a wife, and shouted 'Juanxiu' and pulled me to the bed. When the old man got up in the morning, he realized that he had recognized the wrong person, and he was very remorseful, and saw that the slave and maid were pitiful, so he made this decision and said that he wanted to take the slave and maid into the house. ”

Qingyuan wiped tears as he spoke.

Juanxiu is Zhou's small character, Zhou's face looked a little better when she heard her say this, and she snorted coldly, don't look over her head and don't want to look at her.

Qingyuan kowtowed a few more times, and continued: "Madam, you save the slave and maid, the slave and maid have served you for so long, there is no merit and hard work, I will still be your slave and maid in the future, I will make you a cow and a horse, and I will not go out of the house to serve you for the rest of my life, and I beg Mrs. to give me a way to live." ”

There are no impermeable walls in this house.

As long as Mrs. doesn't nod, Qingyuan is an unidentified slave and maid, and she has to bear countless people pointing fingers behind her back, so it is better to die.

Only when Mrs. has crossed the clear road here, and others have pointed her back, she is already half a master, and she will not be too blatant, so she can raise her head and walk.

Qinghuan in the courtyard frowned at this time, and said to Fushun, who was sweating profusely in a hurry: "Then I'll try it, you wait a while." ”

When he walked to the door of the main house, he tried not to hear the voice inside, and shouted: "Master, Fushun said that there is something important to report." Turning his head and seeing Fushun's anxious figure, he added, "One hundred thousand urgent!" ”