After all, Meng Changyue still chose to agree, even if she knew that the white-faced scholar was humiliating her, in order to survive, she would admit it no matter how hard she suffered.

"Hurry up, I've never seen you such a lazy maid, I really don't know what the shopkeeper wants you to do when he stays."

The shopkeeper, who had a holiday with Meng Changyue that day, was holding a long Liu Mu strip at the moment, supervising Meng Changyue's work, standing aside to urge Meng Changyue to work, and scolding in his mouth.

Meng Changyue looked at the mountains of dishes in the wooden basin, and the grievances in her heart came out involuntarily, and suddenly remembered the hard days of coming to Longfu Inn for the past three days, every day she was facing a mountain of dishes and unwashed clothes, lying on the cold bed at night, and her numb waist was as if it had been run over by a car, and it was painful.

At this moment, looking at the ugly face of the shopkeeper standing beside him, Meng Changyue found that he seemed to miss a little nostalgic for the time when he was in the cold palace, although he was not free, but he didn't have to do so much work every day, and he didn't have to eat the leftovers of others.

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt in her heart, and the movements under her hands slowed down.

"Smack", the willow wood in the shop's second-hand hand was thrown on Meng Changyue's back.

It hurt so much that she almost died.

But before she could open her mouth to express her dissatisfaction, another whip was thrown over, slapped her on the back, and brought the shopkeeper's scolding words. "What? I still want to be lazy, hurry up, and dare to stare at me, see if you don't want to live. ”

As he spoke, the shopkeeper wanted to swing down with another whip, but this willow wood was not thrown on Meng Changyue's back, but was blocked by the small ring that suddenly ran over.

"Miss, miss, are you alright?"

"What are you doing? Why did you hit our miss? ”

Xiaohuan helped Meng Changyue up, his eyes were full of distress, he didn't care about the hot pain on his back, and looked angrily in the direction of the shopkeeper, and asked out loud.

Seeing the person who came clearly, the shopkeeper didn't mean to be afraid, sneered, looked at the two of them with disdain, and said.

"Why, do you really think you're a golden branch and jade leaf? Let me tell you, this is what the shopkeeper ordered, Longfu Inn doesn't raise idlers, if you don't want to do it, get out of me early. ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't embarrass the two of them, threw off the willow wood and turned to leave.

Seeing that the person had gone away, Xiaohuan was ready to carefully examine Meng Changyue's wounds, and helped her slowly walk in the direction of the wing.

When she entered the house, she was a little anxious to take off Meng Changyue's clothes and take a look at the wound on her back, but who knows, Meng Changyue pushed her hand away, and took two steps away from her, and took off her clothes slowly.

Looking at Meng Changyue like this, Xiaohuan was a little confused, but after seeing the wound on Meng Changyue's back, this confusion was thrown out of the clouds, his eyes were full of worry, and he hurriedly began to look for medicine to stop the injury.

Xiaohuan sobbed quietly while giving Meng Changyue the medicine, and was still muttering to herself. "That shopkeeper is really too much, how can you put such a heavy hand on the young lady, it's really too much......"

Because Meng Changyue was lying on the bed, Xiaohuan couldn't see the disdain for her words in her eyes at all.

After taking the medicine, Xiaohuan helped Meng Changyue to slowly sit up from the bed and asked in a low voice. "Miss, do you feel any uncomfortable, let Xiaohuan show you?"

"Don't bother you, Miss, I'm just a dozen miscellaneous maids, and I don't deserve the white jade hands of Miss Xiaohuan."

Meng Changyue's tone was full of sarcasm, and she couldn't let Xiaohuan do anything anymore, no matter how stupid she was, she could still hear the cynicism at the moment, and looked at Meng Changyue with stunned and disbelief.

"Miss, did Xiaohuan do something wrong and make Miss angry? Miss don't treat Xiaohuan like this, Xiaohuan only has one relative. ”

As she spoke, the tears in Xiaohuan's eyes seemed to be broken thin threads, and they smashed on her sleeves one after another like pearls, blurring out.

Meng Changyue didn't have any sympathy for the crying grievances of Xiaohuan beside her, and her mind was full of Xiaohuan pouring tea and water next to the white-faced scholar in the past few days, smiling and smiling, but she could only do some of the hardest and most tiring work, eating other people's scraps, and being scolded from time to time.

Thinking of this, the jealous anger in Meng Changyue's heart quickly surged up, stood up from the side of the bed, walked to the direction of the door, vigorously pushed the door open, and said coldly.

"My temple here is small, and I can't accommodate the big Buddha of Xiaohuan girl, so please let Xiaohuan girl leave."

"Miss, what's wrong with you? You can't do this to Xiaohuan, you tell Xiaohuan what Xiaohuan did wrong, I will change it, you can't leave Xiaohuan behind. ”

At this moment, looking at the cold Meng Changyue, Xiaohuan's inner grievances could no longer be contained, stood up, threw herself to Meng Changyue's side, reached out and carefully pulled the hem of her clothes, and asked out loud.

"No, Miss Xiaohuan is not wrong, it's me Meng Changyue who is too lowly to tolerate Miss Xiaohuan's kindness."

Xiaohuan was on the verge of collapse at the moment, looking at Meng Changyue in disbelief.

This is still the young lady who once showed a gentle smile to herself, rubbed her eyes, wanting to see the person in front of her more clearly, but her smart eyes had been rubbed red by herself, and Meng Changyue in front of her still looked cold, not looking at herself at all.

"Miss, don't you want Xiaohuan anymore, Xiaohuan escaped from the palace for you, and now he has become a wanted criminal, how can you let Xiaohuan live, Miss, you can't ...... You can't do this to Xiaohuan! ”

This sentence angered Meng Changyue, although the original cold eyes, although they were no longer able to freeze to death at this moment, but the sight that looked at Xiaohuan was full of irony, and said.

"What? Save me and regret it? Regret that you go back, I bagged you to let you save me, what are you crying here now, do you want me to feel guilty? I told you that I won't feel guilty, you took the initiative to save me, I didn't ask you. ”

After speaking, Meng Changyue regained her cold appearance again, clasping her hands in front of her, as if she could draw a line with the person in front of her.

I didn't ask you to save me, so that Xiao Huanya was silent, not knowing what to say, and stood in place with cramped eyes, looking like a wounded and frightened rabbit.

"Okay, Miss Xiaohuan go out, I'm too humble here, and I don't deserve Miss Xiaohuan's noble status."

While speaking, Meng Changyue pushed Xiaohuan out of the door, and the panicked Xiaohuan didn't have any defenses at all, so he was pushed straight to the ground and fell to the ground.

"What are you doing here?"

The white-faced scholar didn't expect that when he came to the side room to check the account book, he actually saw such a scene, and because of the curiosity in his heart, he walked over and asked out loud.

At this moment, Meng Changyue didn't care about the small ring that fell to the ground outside the door, but closed the door tightly.

Xiaohuan, who fell to the ground, originally wanted to step forward and knock on the door, but thinking of Meng Changyue's cold eyes just now, the outstretched hand retracted again, clasped his knees with both hands, and sat outside the door like an injured rabbit, not caring at all that he was sitting on the ground at the moment, and he didn't even have the courage to get up.

Seeing this, the white-faced scholar walked over, stretched out his hand to help Xiaohuan up, looked at the closed door, and frowned, as if he understood what had just happened.

This Meng Changyue really doesn't know what to do, and today it seems that the fire of jealousy she has accumulated for many days has been on Xiaohuan's body.

Thinking of this, the white-faced scholar glanced at the small ring that was being held by himself, and walked slowly towards the side room on the other side.

Pushed the door and walked in, put Xiaohuan on the side of the bed, stretched out a handkerchief and wiped the fingers he had just helped Xiaohuan with.

For him, who has a serious cleanliness habit, this can simply kill him.

After wiping his fingers, he casually threw the towel on the table, and then looked at Xiaohuan, who was crying in a low voice beside the bed, and said aloud.

"You can live here from now on, and you don't have to go back to that room, and you don't have to pay attention to that woman anymore."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but Xiaohuan stopped him from moving, only to hear Xiaohuan ask silently behind him.

"Miss, what's wrong with her? How can you say that Xiaohuan, Miss was not like this before. ”

I don't know if she was asking herself or the white-faced scholar with this sentence, but his pace of leaving did stop because of this sentence.

Turning around and retreating, he sat down on the stool next to the table, looked at Xiaohuan and said.

"People change, don't live in the past, look forward, and save yourself now is the most important thing."

To tell the truth, the white-faced scholar still likes Xiaohuan very much, although he is a little stupid and loyal, but he is simple-minded, and he is desperately good to Meng Changyue.

Or the white-faced scholar doesn't like Xiaohuan, but hopes that he can be surrounded by people who are as loyal to him as Xiaohuan.

In this way, at the insistence of the white-faced scholar, Xiaohuan lived in another room not far from Meng Changyue, and the two stopped talking for several days because of this quarrel.

The reason why she didn't speak was because Meng Changyue didn't bother to talk to her because she was jealous of Xiaohuan, and Xiaohuan was afraid that something like the last time would happen again, so she didn't have the courage to go up and talk to Meng Changyue.

Every day, I could only watch Meng Changyue work there from a distance, and then I was sad again.

Seeing such a scene, the white-faced scholar found that his disgust for Meng Changyue in his heart became more and more intense, this woman was simply a pervert and had a brain problem, so the work assigned to Meng Changyue every day was constantly increased and increased.

Meng Changyue stayed in the Longfu Inn for more than half a month as soon as he lived, and after learning from the mouths of those who came to eat every day that the heavy soldiers at the city gate had not decreased, he was even more anxious in his heart, and his ruthlessness towards Feng Huali increased by another point.