Chapter 67: Recognize Your Identity......
Gong Qingyue finally couldn't bear it anymore and summoned Lin Shuang'er to her courtyard for questioning.
On the steps, Gong Qingyue pinched the Buddha beads in her hand, and her disdainful gaze fell on Lin Shuang'er.
The woman kneeling in the courtyard is just the lowest person in the house, and she is not even worthy of lifting her shoes!
She looked at this woman, with slender eyebrows, sparkling eyes, small nose bridge, and slightly pursed lips, which were really more seductive than the fox.
Gong Qingyue closed her eyes, the Buddha beads in her hand fluctuated rapidly, but the fire in her heart could not be extinguished.
Lin Shuang'er had been kneeling for two hours, and Gong Qingyue didn't speak, so she could only keep kneeling.
The afternoon sun is poisonous and spicy, the sun is cruelly steaming the earth, there is not a trace of wind, and the heat is pervasive and suffocating.
Lin Shuang'er's knees were grinding from the pebbles on the ground, her hair was also wet with sweat, and her eyes were shining, but they were full of hesitation at this time.
In the end, it was Mama Zhao who couldn't bear it, and said in Gong Qingyue's ear: "Master, it's hot today, the slaves and maids are hard-boned, it's okay to kneel for a while, but you, if you show a good one, the prince should be distressed again." ”
This sentence reminded Gong Qingyue that if she let this maid kneel out, Ye Beicheng would probably be angry with her again.
She asked Mama Zhao softly, "When will Ye'er come back?" ”
Mama Zhao said: "I'm coming back soon, usually at this time, the prince has already returned home after the early dynasty." ”
Gong Qingyue was lightly displeased, if Ye Beicheng saw it, it would be time to be angry with her.
Looking at Lin Shuang'er again, Gong Qingyue frowned and said, "Get up, don't kneel." ”
Lin Shuang'er slowly stood up from the ground.
Because he knelt for too long, his knees were already red and swollen, and he fell down again before he could stand firmly.
Mama Zhao stepped forward to help Lin Shuang'er, and she stood firm.
The weather is really hot today, Gong Qingyue still doesn't feel thirsty after drinking a few sips of herbal tea, and she doesn't bother to talk nonsense with Lin Shuang'er, so she simply said: "You used your brother's identity to enter the mansion, according to the rules of the Hou Mansion, you should be thrown into a mass grave now." ”
Lin Shuang'er's body trembled and lowered her head.
Gong Qingyue really wanted to throw her into a mass grave, but her stubborn son had to protect her, not to mention killing Lin Shuang'er, that is, to punish her for kneeling today, she had to take advantage of the gap between the night and the north to go to the morning court.
"However, if you stay in the Hou Mansion for many years, there is no merit and hard work, and the death penalty will be forgiven to you."
If she was amnesty, Lin Shuang'er knelt down with a puff again: "Thank you for sparing your life." ”
"I'm not done yet." Gong Qingyue frowned: "To be a maid is to have the consciousness of being a maid!" What doesn't belong to you, you just can't think about it, Lin Shuang'er, do you understand? ”
Lin Shuang'er naturally understood, and could hear the meaning of her words, and immediately said, "The slave understands." ”
Gong Qingyue glanced at her, and the look of disdain in her eyes was even stronger: "Ye'er may have some thoughts about you now, but with your identity, it is impossible to be worthy of him in this life, even if you are pampered by him a few times, it is also your blessing, and you don't have to think about these things......"
"Later, I will go to the treasury to find Steward Qin and give you a sum of silver, this is what you deserve."
Lin Shuang'er's moist eyelashes trembled, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn red.
Gong Qingyue is treating her as a prostitute?
"Don't worry, the slave and maid have never had Xiao Xian, the prince's status is noble, and the slave and maid can't climb it."
Gong Qingyue sneered: "It's really unattainable, it's good if you understand, if you keep your duty, the Hou Mansion can also arrange a good marriage for you in the future." ”
Lin Shuang'er clenched her palms, suppressed the emotions in her heart, and said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant: "The slave and maid have their hearts, and the kindness of the master and mother is understood." ”
"Where does the heart belong?" Gong Qingyue raised her eyebrows and stared at her with interest: "Is it the guards or miscellaneous servants in the mansion?" I asked Mama Zhao to pick an auspicious day for you, and set the marriage to be certain, which is worthy of your contribution to the Hou Mansion in the past two years. ”
Lin Shuang'er said: "The marriage of the slave and maid wants to be decided by herself. ”
Being in the Hou Mansion, she can't help herself, she can do her duty with a clear conscience, but when it comes to marriage, she just wants to make her own decisions, even if it is Gong Qingyue standing in front of her, she is not qualified to decide the marriage for her Lin Shuang'er!
Her back was straight, and a pair of clear eyes looked at Gong Qingyue fixedly, and Gong Qingyue actually saw an arrogant posture in her.
"That's it, whatever you want, I call you today, I only have one request, remember your identity, do you understand?" Gong Qingyue's tone became more and more cold.
What can she do about the person Lin Shuang'er likes?
is nothing more than the miscellaneous servants or guards of the Hou Mansion, and if she thinks about it, she can only think of the cook in charge of the back kitchen at most.
After all, that's all she can deserve......
"Master's mother, the prince is coming this way......"
As soon as Gong Qingyue raised her eyes, she saw Ye Beicheng striding towards this side.
His face was gloomy, as if he was covered in frost, and he seemed to be in a very unhappy mood.
Gong Qingyue stood up anxiously and gave Mama Zhao a look: "Tell her to get up." ”
Before Mama Zhao went to Fulin Shuang'er, Ye Beicheng had already come to her.
Gong Qingyue smiled: "Ye'er, you came back so soon?" ”
Glancing at Lin Shuang'er, who was still kneeling on the ground, Ye Beicheng noticed that the corners of her eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, and her handsome face suddenly darkened.
"Lin Shuang'er is the person in my room, if the mother wants to dispose of it, does she have to get her son's consent first?"
Gong Qingyue was stunned for a moment before she reacted, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.
Look, before she could do anything, Ye Beicheng came to Xingshi to ask for the guilt.
Gong Qingyue said: "You protect her so tightly, what can you do to her as a mother?" ”
Ye Beicheng understood Gong Qingyue's temperament, summoned Lin Shuang'er this time, and punished her for kneeling under the scorching sun for at least two hours.
finally raised her to be white and tender, and after being tortured and tossed, I am afraid it will take a while to raise her.
He was angry in his heart, and he was about to have a seizure, when his sleeve was suddenly pulled by someone.
When I lowered my eyes, I saw Lin Shuang'er grabbing the hem of his clothes and pulling it gently.
"The master and mother just called the slave and maid to come and question, and did not embarrass the slave and maid." It was only a punishment for two hours, which was not a punishment for her at all.
Ye Beicheng's face softened: "Don't kneel, get up." ”
Lin Shuang'er's legs and feet were already numb from her knees, and as soon as she stood up, she fell down again.
Ye Beicheng was quick and helped her in time, and then, his arm directly wrapped around her waist and picked her up.
Lin Shuang'er resisted in every possible way, and she was almost embarrassed.
"Lord Wang, no, let the slave come down!"
Ignoring her resistance, Ye Beicheng hugged her and walked straight to the East Wing Courtyard, "This king brought you osmanthus cake." ”
Lin Shuang'er couldn't believe that Ye Beicheng actually carried her back to the East Wing Courtyard in full view of everyone.
Osmanthus cake? Osmanthus cake again?
She didn't want to eat any osmanthus cake!