Li Qingyi sat in the bathtub and listened to the girls talking through the screen. After hearing the words, he said: "Even if Wei Laner is fine, the injury on her leg is enough to sustain her. The nun in Baoquan Nunnery is not bad at medical skills. She said Wei Laner Laner is likely to become a lame, and Wei Laner may not be able to bear such a blow."
"Miss Wei San is really having a bad time. First, her marriage to the Wang family fell through, and her plan to marry the Yongping Marquis Mansion failed again. This time, her leg was broken again..."
"Didn't she herself plant the cause that led to today's results? If she had been honest, wouldn't everything have happened?"
"That's true. This is called doing one's own fault."
Chang Ning listened for a long time, understood the whole story, and said: "You should stop making sarcastic remarks. This Miss Wei San is not very mean-spirited. If she has been wronged, she will get it back on others. This time she will lose her legs." I'm lame, and I'm going to get hurt even more! Maybe something will happen to me at some point!"
At this time, Lian Shuang came in from the outside softly and asked in a low voice: "Is the girl still asleep?"
Li Qingyi's voice came from behind the screen, "What's going on?"
Lianshuang hurriedly said: "Girl, I have gone to inquire about it. The people who followed Baoquan Nunnery this time were all injured. Now they are busy. Everyone in the house is talking vividly about the fire last night. , Mrs. Wei San has woken up, and now she can only lie on the bed, and she may not be able to get off the ground for several months. Her right cheek and back were burned, and there will definitely be scars. "
Heng Wu served Li Qingyi to dress, and took a breath when he heard this. It was no small matter for the wife of this noble family to have such a scar on her body.
Li Qingyi said quietly: "Poor parents in the world... How is Wei Laner's leg?"
"It is said that it will take three to five months to see whether there will be any residual effects."
Silan brought the cotton cloth over, wringed Li Qingyi's hair, and said, "I think this is to hide the truth from Miss Wei San, as if I'm afraid she won't be able to bear it."
Everyone also feels this way.
Changlan said: "Miss Wei San is injured now and has no time to think about the fire. When she reacts, even if the Yamen can't find out the reason, she will definitely be suspicious."
Li Qingyi sneered: "Maybe she will still doubt me."
*****
Three or five days have passed since the incident, and it turned out to be true as Chang Lan said. There were no obvious signs of arson. People from the yamen went to check and finally concluded that it was an accident.
The big stone in Zhao's heart suddenly dropped, her steps became light, and she moved very slowly step by step, as if she was taking a walk.
Although Wei Lan'er was not dead, if she suffered any disability, it would probably be more uncomfortable for a rich girl than killing her.
Sometimes, death is not the best punishment for a person, right?
Zhao's mood improved a lot, and she was not angry or sad when she saw those concubines who were proud and sometimes provocative in front of her. It was like seeing rows of dead bodies and not taking it seriously at all.
Lin Dongxing's favorite concubine, Aunt Gu, bumped into Mrs. Zhao and couldn't help but be a little confused. Why did she suddenly get better these days?
After thinking about it, she leaned over and bit the handkerchief with a sinister smile and said: "It seems that I have served the master well. The wife has nothing to do and spends some time on herself. As expected, her complexion is not a little better."
Facing Aunt Gu's sarcasm, Mrs. Zhao didn't care. She raised her face to the warm spring day, gently smoothed the broken hair on her temples, and said with a smile on her face: "You should be more concerned about your own affairs. Be careful, if you can’t give birth to a son, Lin Dongxing will probably have to change his wife. By then, there will be no hope for a beautiful woman in a golden house or an equal wife."
Aunt Gu's face turned green and white, and her words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth: "Humph, the master is very kind to me! Don't bother me, madam!"
Mrs. Zhao didn't waste any time talking to her, and looked at her with a sneer, as if looking at a dead person.
*****
In February and March, the plum blossoms gradually fall.
The petals of Lvzhimei, Pinmei and Taigegongfen in the backyard of Mu Mansion could no longer hang on the branches and fell when the wind blew. The cold fragrance blew into Du Ruo's breath with the wind, making her sneeze hard. .
Although she saved her life, Du Ruo was reduced to a rough girl and was assigned to sweep the floors in the plum garden. Her family members were also sent to work in the village.
Du Ruo was as cautious as a frightened bird in hiding from her work, not daring to show up easily. She gradually understood in her heart that although Madam promised to spare her life, she knew too much about the eighth girl. Madam could not let her go easily. She wanted to take her away. Keep it under your nose and keep an eye on it.
But if the madam doesn't want her life, the eighth girl may not want her life.
The eighth girl couldn't tolerate any sand in her eyes.
Du Ruo absentmindedly swept the petals under his feet together, and when the wind blew, they floated everywhere.
A voice came from behind, "Can you work?"
Du Ruo looked back and said in surprise: "Yu Xiang? So you are here?"
Yu Xiang frowned: "It's not the same everywhere, there's nothing to be surprised about."
She was originally the first-class girl next to the eighth girl, but because she made a mistake, she was punished by the madam. After that, two second-class girls, Du Ruo and Daukou, were promoted.
But Du Ruo knew that Yu Xiang was actually taking the blame for the eighth girl.
Du Ruo saw that she was holding something heavy in her hands, so he said, "Let me help you."
"Don't bother."
Yu Xiang refused coldly without saying a single unnecessary word.
Du Ruo smiled awkwardly, "Sister Yuxiang, what are you talking about? We are old acquaintances and we should help each other."
Yu Xiang ignored her and turned around to leave. Du Ruo grabbed her sleeve and said anxiously: "Do you know how your sister Yu Yi died?"
Yu Xiang's footsteps stopped in place, "What did you say?"
Du Ruo's face turned pale and her voice trembled. At that time, she was still a second-class girl next to Mu Wan. She got up and went to the latrine that night, and she accidentally saw her.
"The Eighth Girl had Hagoromo put it in a sack and dragged it to Merlin. After digging a hole, they sprinkled powder or something on the body. Hagoromo just...melted little by little!"
Several years have passed, but she is still horrified when she thinks of that scene. This is why she has been doing her best for the eighth girl, for fear that one day she will be quietly melted away like Yuyi.
Yu Xiang's eyes suddenly became sharp, "You say it again?"
"Really! Everything I said is true, I didn't lie to you!"
Du Ruosheng was afraid that she wouldn't believe it, so he pointed to the plum tree over there and said, "Right there, even the bones have melted and turned into blood..."
Yu Xiang subconsciously looked towards the plum tree.
