When everyone came out of Ruixue Courtyard, An Xiyan became more and more unwilling to think about it. Looking at the pile of scriptures in the maid's hand, she felt itchy with hatred. Although she also got a pearl hairpin today, An Xilin and An Xi Yue got more than she did, and my mother was right, those with the big houses took advantage.
An Xiyan's face was livid, and he said angrily: "Mother, you go back first."
Before the second lady could react, An Xiyan had already walked away with the maid.
The second lady looked at her precious daughter, who had the same temperament as hers, and shook her head. Fortunately, she had an obedient father, unlike the other houses where there were so many concubines. Thinking of this, the second lady was secretly happy. Then he took grandma back to his yard.
"An Xilin, come out here. You are a little concubine raised by your aunt. You are really good at scheming. Why do you take advantage of everything?" An Xiyan rushed into Linlangyuan with deep anger. An Xiyan would do anything when he was angry. He dared to say whatever he wanted, and he didn't care about the maids and mothers in the yard.
The face of the second-in-law lady could change at any time. She was fine yesterday, but today she looked like a mad dog. Everyone couldn't afford to offend this ancestor, so they all lowered their heads and went about their work.
At this time, An Xilin was coming out of the inner room. When she heard An Xiyan scolding her angrily, she frowned deeply and turned blue with anger.
Then, he changed his expression, pulled An Xiyan into the house, and ordered the maid to guard the door. With an aggrieved look on his face, he said softly: "Why did sister Yan talk like this? What advantage did Lin'er take? You Let me be clear, I will not be unjustly accused of taking the blame."
"Huh, no bargain? Grandma gave you two extra pairs of new clothes, and you're causing trouble for us to copy scriptures." An Xiyan sat down angrily and glared at An Xilin with cold eyes.
An Xilin smiled faintly, but didn't take it seriously, secretly cursing this idiot.
"Oh, just for those two new sets of clothes, isn't it okay for me to give them to my sister? Besides, it's not my sister who has the most to gain. As for you, my sister is the one who got involved, it's even more unreasonable. Grandma also gave me a big pile of them. , no matter how much she copied, Lin'er never cried out in pain, she did it willingly." An Xilin's voice was soft and pleasant.
An Xiyan was less angry, and she was right. The eldest sister got more, and those few beaded flowers were very beautiful. Grandma didn't ask her to copy scriptures, but punished her by pinching her back and beating her legs. This is also called punishment. Why do I just want to understand it now?
An Xiyan never turned this corner and completely forgot the source of this matter.
An Xiyan muttered: "Then you are still favored by your grandmother."
"If my sister wants this favor, I'll give it to you. You go to the ancestral hall every day to accompany your grandmother in chanting sutras and reciting the Buddha's name. I'll be at ease." An Xilin smiled.
"I won't go, that boring thing will kill me." An Xiyan's anger had mostly disappeared at this time, and he turned to point the finger at An Xiyue, pinching his fingers bitterly, and said angrily: "You... The little girl is not very efficient at doing things. How could such a good opportunity yesterday turn the elder sister into a miserable person, and she was rewarded with a thousand taels of silver in the end? Huh, I get angry just thinking about it."
"Hey, who said that the eldest sister is father's legitimate daughter? She has a distinguished status, so naturally she will get all the benefits first." An Xilin turned away from An Xiyan, but her voice became gentler.
"She is the legitimate daughter, and I am also the legitimate daughter. Why should I be lower than her? Lin'er, do you have any good ideas? Let her go to this banquet." An Xiyan snorted coldly.
"Ah, she is Lin'er's biological sister. I will not do that harmful thing. Sister Yan, please go back quickly. If people know that the eldest lady has to deal with me." An Xilin murmured timidly.
"Look at how timid you are. I apologize to my eldest sister for what happened yesterday. Isn't it okay?" An Xiyan suppressed his words with a look of disgust on his face.
At this time, An Xilin raised her eyes and shot out a vicious cold light. Don't mention yesterday to her. She was completely humiliated. Instead, An Xiyue had the upper hand. Then, she glanced at Qian's mother who was standing aside.
Mother Qian seemed to have received an order, and respectfully stepped forward to change a cup of hot tea for An Xiyan, and said slowly: "A few days ago, this slave heard a joke. Alas, it was not a joke, but a great happy event. Two people were brought together. Enemies made up a good story. The host's daughter was about to get married, but her cousin wanted to marry him, but the lady refused. One day, the sky was dark, and the cousin got drunk and touched his cousin's house. We have gone here and the two families are getting married. Miss Yan, do you think this is a good story?"
An Xiyan's ears turned red when he was told, and he glared at Qian's mother and said angrily: "You old slave, what are you talking about to us ladies in the boudoir? If you dare to gossip and spread rumors in front of the ladies, you will die. "
Qian's mother immediately knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy, "It's all a joke in the public. I don't know if it's true or not. I'm just making it up randomly. Miss Yan just thinks it's a dirty word that goes in one ear and out the other."
An Xiyan glared at Qian's mother fiercely, and said angrily to An Xilin: "Don't forget those two extra sets of clothes you got, hum, I'm leaving."
"Sister, I remembered it, and I measured it according to my sister's measurements." An Xilin smiled so hard that the corners of her mouth curved.
After An Xiyan walked away, An Xilin said viciously with cold eyes: "Sister Yan is timid, look for opportunities to help her."
"Is Baochan here? When he comes, call me to my mother's room."
An Xilin slowly turned around and walked towards Aunt Lin's house.
Aunt Lin was still crawling on the bed like a dead person, and her buttocks still hurt a lot. The master came to see her this morning, and her crying made him feel softer. Seeing that she was still injured, the master had no intention of staying. , but even if she had all the charms she had now, it wouldn't work. She felt pain in her bones even if she moved.
Now that bitch is cheap Zi Su.
Aunt Lin had a cold face. Kneeling in front of the bed was a woman who was as warm as a Jiangnan water town. She also had an attractive oval face. She wore light makeup and had a hazy beauty. This was Aunt Lin who had served as prime minister since then. The dowry maid brought by the government is beautiful, especially those eyes that are most seductive.
Although Aunt Lin looked at her with hatred in her eyes, she said in a good-natured voice: "What are you doing kneeling down? Now I am not your master. I am just a concubine serving the Marquis."
Aunt Zisu was secretly shocked when she heard this. Although Aunt Lin said so, she knew that it was not the case. In front of Aunt Lin, she would always be a maid. She said respectfully: "Miss loves this slave so much that I let you serve me together." Lord Marquis, the young lady is my new benefactor, and I will never forget you until my death."
"Huh, just remember. During this time, I can't serve the master, so you have to serve the master well. If anything goes wrong, that girl Li'er will probably have a hard time in the rest of her life." Aunt Lin's voice was cold and arrogant, with a deep feeling. Deep threat.
