At this time, the house on the west side, near the outermost room, had its doors and windows closed, and there was not a trace of wind to penetrate.

Zheng Ling was sitting at the table in the center of the room, and there was a small oil lamp lit on the table, and the light emitted by the oil lamp was very faint, and the flames were high and low, just like Zheng Ling's restless heart beating up and down.

Her personal maid Chunhong said with concern: "Madam, it's late at night, let's go to bed early!"

For some reason, Zheng Ling didn't have a trace of sleepiness tonight, and when she heard Chunhong's words, she waved her hand casually and said, "I don't want to sleep." ”

Zheng Ling's tone revealed a little impatience, and there was a faint anxiety on her face, I don't know why, she always felt that something was not quite right tonight, even though Mrs. Zhang had already reported that she had succeeded, everything went quite smoothly, without a trace of obstacles.

Moreover, she herself was extremely uneasy, and after noticing that someone had passed, she did not make a sound, but waited quietly.

After those people passed, Zheng Ling opened the window again, listened intently, and there were indeed some sounds in the room near the back room, counting the time, it was also this time.

In the dark night, the breeze blew gently, and the sound dissipated with the wind, faintly making people a little unclear, occasionally I could hear one or two women's screams, and I kept whimpering, although I couldn't really hear it completely, and occasionally heard one or two intermittent sounds, but I could also judge from the sound that the woman was tortured to make such a terrible scream.

Zheng Ling, a woman who has been immersed in the house for many years, heard such a sound, and was also a little secretly frightened, a little red-faced, but also a little afraid, the woman's voice was really a little scary.

After hearing it, he hurriedly closed the window and calmed his mood, and sure enough, as rumored to be, the king was tyrannical by nature, and he did not pity the woman at all, but only cared about his own pleasure, his own stimulation, and all kinds of methods were imposed on the woman, countless.

When I heard it today, although the rumors could not be believed, it was not much false for this Cheng Wang, which was consistent with the object of the rumors, Xie Shu's miserable cry was enough to see that King Cheng did not know what kind of cruel means he used on Xie Shu to meet his psychological needs.

Although this miserable voice made Zheng Ling a little scared, after the fear gradually faded, it was more after the plan succeeded, and happiness filled her heart.

In the Xie family, people only know that the Xie family's big house is a general Xie, and completely ignores the second room of the Xie family, what if Xie Shu is a straw bag, Xie Yue is talented, but compared with Xie Shu, the identity is one level lower after all, and the first thing everyone's eyes notice is always Xie Shu.

The second room has two daughters and a son, and the concubine Xie Yu is completely negligible, and his son Xie Lang is the person who will inherit the second room of the Xie family in the future, so he naturally attaches great importance to it, but now the Xie family has not been separated, and the Xie family also has a son, Xie Yan, like his parents, has been staying at the border, and he can ignore it for the time being.

Now that the Xie Mansion is in the hands of the second room, if the Xie family's big house is not removed, the big house will definitely get a piece of the pie, and Xie Zhong is still the eldest son, so how much property will be left for the second house? What if Xie Yan is not in Kyoto, after all, the family property will be divided in the future.

Now that Xie Shu is staying in Kyoto, under their control, what if Xie Shu is the daughter of General Xie, she is not ravaged in bed now, and she doesn't even have a chance to resist.

I don't know what kind of wonderful expression his powerful father, his mother who has no one in his eyes, just thinking about his daughter being so dissolute, and what kind of way can he come up with to ensure Xie Shu's reputation?

Perhaps, in order to maintain the reputation of the Xie family's big house and ensure the nobility of the reputation, let this Xie Shu go to Huangquan quietly, and maybe.

Zheng Ling sat at the table, thinking a lot, when she thought of this, the inexplicable irritability before gradually disappeared at this moment, a burst of sleepiness gradually hit, her eyelids began to fight, and she stretched out her hand and said tiredly: "Come and help me to rest!"

When Chunhong and Xia Lu heard this, their faces also showed a burst of joy, and the two stepped forward together, helped Zheng Ling to the bed, lay down quietly, and tucked the quilt.

Xia Lu saw Zheng Ling lying on the bed with her eyes still open, and said softly: "Madam, it's good to rest, you still have to be busy tomorrow, you have to be mentally healthy to be able to preside over the overall situation well." ”

"Indeed, it will take a lot of effort tomorrow. Zheng Ling spit out this sentence softly.

Indeed, tomorrow's big drama may be a big deal, and she, the person who single-handedly contributed to this scene, must appear on the stage, and she will personally go to the end of this scene and see the results they want to see.

After Zheng Ling said this, the drowsiness completely hit, her eyes were gently closed, and the two close-fitting big girls saw this, gently lowered the bed curtain, and gently exited the room, closing the door.

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The next day, early in the morning.

The whole valley is full of thin mist, just like the curtain next to the daughter's boudoir is a little soft and hazy, and the thin mist contains a little bit of dampness, gorgeous and colorful flowers, green branches and leaves, and there is a crystal clear dew drop on the petals and leaves, large and small, scattered between the petals and leaves.

The chirping of birds in the valley seemed to wake the earth from the darkness of the night to welcome the dawn of a new day, the lush forests and the spring breeze blowing through the jungle, warm and cool.

The soil on the ground is also wet, the grass is green and verdant, and if you sniff it carefully, you can smell the smell of the soil and the grass fragrance of the grass.

Some of the people who belonged to the village had already gotten up, carrying hoes, carrying baskets, walking in the fields in twos and threes, and the other part of the people would not sleep for a while, and the people who stayed were all people who served the master's family well, and they got up early in the morning and began to work for breakfast.

The busy figures of the villagers on the Zhuangzi are shuttling back and forth between the kitchens, and as people get up, the outside of the Zhuangzi has gradually become lively, although the sky has just dawned, for their work and rest, the hour is not early.

In the west room, on the bed in the outer room, Zheng Ling's face overflowed with a thin layer of sweat, her brows were tightly wrinkled, and as the bright light that spilled into the room fell on her face through the bed curtain, she suddenly opened her eyes and instantly sobered up.

This night, Zheng Ling didn't sleep well at all, even if she fell asleep, she had nightmares, she always felt that there was something they had ignored, and when her eyes opened, she was covered in a cold sweat.

Zheng Ling's eyes were staring at the top of the bed, a little hollow, not knowing what she was thinking.