Until now, after hearing these unintelligible words, Qingyun still didn't know what Wang meant?
"Sister Liu'er?"
"It seems that your boy is not so heartless."
"Sister Liu'er, what's wrong with her?"
Qingyun quickly asked.
"What's wrong? Don't you only have Chen Quan'er in your heart?"
Wang glanced at him angrily, which made Qingyun immediately speechless, and he also emphasized his tone:
"Madam, you really misunderstood!"
After saying this, he explained again and again:
"I really don't have any bad thoughts towards Chen Quan'er. It's just that Chen Defu did take care of me back then. Now that I heard that his family is in trouble, I want to repay it. It's not because of..."
"Hey, okay, okay, I've already seen this. It's just that I brought Yangliu up since she was a child. Looking at her haunted look in the past few years, I really hate you, the legendary Qingyun, in my heart. It’s clear.”
Later, after listening to Wang's narration, the young man understood the whole story.
It turned out that although Qingyun only entered the palace once, his handsome appearance and elegant temperament really made the maid Yang Liu fall in love with him at first sight.
Even after Qingyun left, Yangliu made cakes overnight and sent them to Chen's house, for fear that he wouldn't be able to eat them.
However, after the pastry was brought away, there was no news. After waiting for a few days, Yang Liu finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged Wang to ask for the person by name.
This Yangliu was said to be a maid, but she had served the Wang family since she was a child. Her mistress treated her like her own daughter and naturally responded to her requests. However, the news that came was that Qingyun had left the Chen Mansion and was missing.
The girl's mind is always persistent and determined. Qingyun's "ok" back then made the little girl sure that he would not leave just now and would definitely come back to eat the cakes she had prepared, so she waited and waited.
One wait is nearly five years.
In the past five years, Mrs. Wang has watched Yangliu become thinner day by day, not to mention feeling like a knife, but it is inevitable to be anxious, so she naturally hates Qingyun, a name that can make her ears grow cocooned.
Now that the "big enemy" happened to visit her, how could she not feel resentful?
"Madam, then Sister Liu'er..."
"What is she? How many five years can a mortal wait for you? She is already married!"
"Huh~ That's good."
Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief, deeply afraid that he would lose a good woman again for no reason.
"What? Are you so happy to hear that she got married?"
Wang rolled her eyes at Qingyun angrily and said sarcastically.
"Madam, I was just a servant back then, and I was driven out of the Chen family by Chen Quan'er. How could..."
"Okay, okay, you don't need to say anything. I will send people to Chen's house to inquire about it later and know the whole story."
After a conversation, she had an insight into Qingyun's temperament, and knew that he was not a heartless person. However, due to the changes in the world, the lonely young man back then was homeless, how could he care about a maid? Therefore, I will no longer make things difficult for him.
"Then Sister Liu'er..."
"Hey, Liu'er is infatuated. Although she has never forgotten you, luckily she met a scholar who fell in love with her. Neither of them has the qualifications to practice. It would be best to be a mortal couple, so I decided on my own. I betrothed Liu'er to that man."
"Scholar..."
Qingyun was stunned.
"Yes, Liu'er has followed me since she was a child, and she is well-behaved and obedient. For her, I once asked the city lord to find an official position for her husband in the city. However, scholars are very rigid and would rather be a private school teacher than follow the crowd. , I had no choice but to support Liu'er with some money and let her open a pastry shop in the city to supplement the family income."
"Madam, you are such a kind person!"
Qingyun praised sincerely.
Among the monks, there are really few people as kind-hearted as Wang. When Mrs. Wang heard this, she finally smiled, and then sighed:
"Hey, my generation of monks has a long lifespan. Once we fall in love, the consequences are unpredictable. Therefore, there are as many people who are alone as cattle. I can't blame you. I can't blame you."
Qingyun also felt something in his heart and expressed the same emotion:
"Hey, life is too short, why bother to forget it!"
But after hearing what he said, Mrs. Wang nodded first, then remembered something, and shook her head again. Her voice was hard and deep, like the wind traveling alone through the empty valley:
"No, it's precisely because life is short that I never forget it!"
Raising his head, Qingyun also glanced at the young woman with empty eyes. He looked at each other in silence for a moment, and the empty hall was silent.
After a while, the other party broke the silence first:
"Qingyun, what do you plan to do with Chen Quan'er and her daughter?"
Omitting the word "fellow Taoist", Qingyun felt that Wang's wariness and resentment towards him had finally subsided a lot.
"If Madam, you agree, I am willing to pay some price to redeem her two lives, um... Then I will provide some money and find a good place to settle them."
After hearing this, Wang did not express his position, but asked:
"Then you plan to live in Qianzhong City permanently?"
"no."
Qingyun said honestly.
"In that case, I have to remind you that even though Chen Quan'er is already a mother in her thirties, she is still very charming. In addition, she also has a teenage daughter. When you leave, this orphan Isn’t the role of a widowed mother just to be bullied by others?”
"this…"
Wang's words were so straightforward that Qingyun was immediately speechless.
He may have experienced the insidiousness of intrigues, but he has never experienced the hardships of people leaving. He only thinks about repaying the cause, but he has not considered the bitter consequences after the cause.
"Come here, call Chen Quan'er and her daughter over."
"Madam, is this unnecessary?!"
Qingyun tried to stop him, but Wang smiled and shook his head:
"Over the years, I have received many elixirs from Chen Defu, and we have a deep friendship. Now you want to resolve the cause and effect, but you don't know that Chen Defu planted the cause and Chen Quan'er got the result. This is her fate and the only way to atone for her sins."
"Atonement..."
Qingyun chewed these two words thoughtfully. After a while, he saw a woman wearing a bamboo hat walking quickly towards the central hall with her arms around a girl just over her shoulders.
"The camellias are like brocades. They are picked in the clear and bright. They are lush and green in pairs, and their slender fingers are busy. My husband put a barrier on the field behind the house to make it like spring all year round, so the tea trees can keep growing."
Looking at Chen Quan'er who had a nervous look on her face, Wang smiled and explained to Qingyun, but I could tell that there was no joy in the smile on her face, but instead was filled with deep disgust.
"I wonder why Madam called this slave to come here?"
After Chen Quan'er came in, she didn't dare to look twice at the people sitting in the seats. She pulled her daughter's head and bowed in fear.
But Qingyun saw it. Although her face was weathered, her skin was still fair, and she couldn't tell that she was a woman who was almost forty.
Even her daughter has perfectly inherited all the advantages of her parents. She is already born with natural beauty at the age of 1, and she is really good-looking.
"Hey, no wonder Mrs. Wang said such a thing."
Qingyun sighed in his heart.
"Let me ask you, the manpower in the mansion is insufficient, and the spring tea is about to be picked, why don't you see your daughter and go to help?"
Wang asked softly, but the spiritual pressure belonging to the monks slowly spread out, making the kneeling mother and daughter tremble. But at this time, Chen Quan'er no longer looked like the domineering eldest daughter of the Chen family in bright clothes and mink fur. .
"Go back to Madam, I am wronged, I am nothing but..."
"But? How dare you do anything in front of me?"
Wang Jiao scolded.
"Yes, yes, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."
"Humph, now you finally know you were wrong?"
Her pointed voice was full of vitriol, with a clear air of deliberately making things difficult. Even after she finished speaking, she did not forget to flick the wind of her palm, and with a snap, a bright red line suddenly appeared on Chen Quan'er's face. Five finger prints.
"Don't hit my mother! My father is an immortal and he will not let you go!"
"Xiaoyu, shut up!"
Poor Chen Quan'er knew full well that her mistress was making things difficult for her, but she didn't dare to resist at all. She had to cover her daughter's mouth, and then forced her to kowtow and beg for mercy, which was humiliating and humiliating.
"Are you still feeling relieved now?"
Wang quietly transmitted the message.
Upon hearing this, Qingyun immediately understood that the other party had misunderstood.
But then I thought about it, isn't this Wang trying to find a groundless but reasonable reason for Yang Liu's missed five years of youth?
"Xiaoyu...what's your name?"
Qingyun smiled bitterly and shook his head at Mrs. Wang, then looked at Miss Chen's daughter.
"My name is Chen Buyu!"
The little girl's clothes were simple, but her beautiful face was already filled with the stubbornness and unyieldingness of a young person, but this strength looked so ridiculous and innocent in the eyes of the monks.
"I don't have spiritual roots, I can't practice, and I can't do things well. I still keep such a loser. It seems that the slave family is really too soft-hearted."
Wang's seemingly helpless self-deprecation came to Qingyun's ears again.
"I will never change until death, Chen Quan'er, do you still remember me?"
His voice was very soft, which made the mother and daughter feel at ease immediately.
At this time, Chen Quan'er weakly raised her head and finally saw clearly that the person sitting next to Wang was an indescribably handsome young man.
Even the young man's appearance might not be as good as that of his cousin Linfeng, and the voice was indeed somewhat familiar, but it made her hold her daughter's hand even tighter.
"Slave... How can I, a mere mortal, have seen the beauty of an immortal?"
"Why!"
Qingyun sighed heavily when he heard this.
He knew that the eldest daughter of the Chen family was already dead, and now she was nothing more than a walking corpse.
"No, at least she's still a mother."
Qingyun was filled with emotions, but what he didn't know was that the "atonement" in Wang's words actually had another meaning. This was also the reason why she took in the mother and daughter and supported them to this day.
But this story has nothing to do with Qingyun. Naturally, other protagonists can interpret the heartless and tragic ending.
For example, the former eldest lady is kneeling now.
"Fellow Taoist Qingyun, the fate of this mother and daughter is now in your hands."
Wang did not use the sound to form a line, but directly opened his mouth and said to Qingyun.
This made Chen Quan'er, who was already extremely frightened, burst into tears and kept kowtowing heavily at the two of them, like a bereaved dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
The word "Qingyun", which was still somewhat familiar, was also drowned in the spreading fear.
