"Why is Nanny Zhang so strong? She almost knocked on the door. I don't know when Nanny Qin and Sister Qiuxing will come back."
Xiu'er complained and went to open the door.
Nanny Zhang poked her head and looked inside, wondering what the eldest lady and Xiu'er were doing behind closed doors, as if they wanted to inquire about gossip.
"Nanny Zhang, next time you knock on the door, could you please be gentler? If you knock on this door a few more times, I'm afraid the door will break."
Aunt Zhang knew that Xiu'er was favored by the eldest lady and was able to serve her. She was a little jealous. Her home was in the capital. On the first day she left the house, she was called back the next day. She originally thought that everyone in the house would When she was empty, she was able to wait in front of her master. Unexpectedly, Xiu'er, a little girl, took over all the work in Junlan Courtyard. Her hands and feet were very nimble. In their eyes, Xiu'er was just afraid that others would snatch her work away from her master. rim of eyes.
Aunt Zhang gave Xiu'er a cold look, twisted her butt, and entered the room.
An Xiyue was fully dressed and sitting in front of the desk, and said calmly: "What happened in the front yard?"
"The second lady's engagement was annulled, and she also used the betrothal gift from Young Master Wang. Now the wife of the Wang family wants to get back the betrothal gift, but the number is wrong. A pair of phoenix hairpins, a pair of pearl earrings, and a gold necklace are missing. I heard that six or seven things are missing. Aunt Xu doesn’t know how she did it. They are all on the gift list. The old lady is sending people to check now.” Aunt Zhang opened her mouth with a gossipy face, dignified and peaceful. It's really funny that the young lady of the Marquis of Fu was annulled by a scholar.
An Xiyue put a white jade hairpin on her hair, looking at Luoluo Dafang, and through the bronze mirror she saw a look of gloating on Nanny Zhang's face. No matter who wanted to break off the engagement, the woman would always be the one abandoned. Rumors could turn a woman away. Killing, this is expected.
"You go down first, I understand." An Xiyue dismissed Nanny Zhang calmly.
Nanny Zhang felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her heart. Just now she went to Linlang Garden to tell the third lady about this, and the third lady even laughed.
Nanny Zhang twisted her butt and walked out of the house, heading towards the front yard again.
"How could this happen? How could the second young lady be divorced?" Xiu'er also became anxious. When she left the house yesterday, she had met the second young lady's mother-in-law. She was a shrewd mother-in-law. At that time, Xiu'er followed the second young lady back. In the evening, the eldest lady ordered her to look at the second young lady again. She knew that the second young lady was in a bad mood. She shed tears all night and did not speak.
"Mama Zhang's words are too unpleasant. Aunt Xu is so eager to get a good marriage for the second young lady. How can she use the second young lady's betrothal gift?"
An Xiyue knew that the old lady intended to invite the Wang family to come to the house to discuss breaking off the engagement, but why did she come so early and make a fuss.
In the front yard, the old lady was sitting upright in the middle. She was wearing a black round-neck top with a longevity pattern and a longevity skirt underneath. She looked noble and impressive. As soon as the old lady sat down on that high seat, she was shocked. Everyone in the lobby, except for the guests who came to break the engagement, was not afraid at all.
The old lady was still very polite and ordered someone to serve tea for the three of them, and then asked them to take their seats and sit down. They had to do their best to be the landlords because others were approaching fiercely.
The second lady and the third lady hurried over when they heard the movement in the front yard, and respectfully found a seat to sit down. Last night, the old lady greeted them one by one and gave them a breather. Today, no one showed any expression of gloating. .
