Hongyu was used to her previous weakness and tolerance, and was very uncomfortable with it.
Covering her face and crying, she argued: "I was busy and forgot for a while. Why does the lady have to be so aggressive? And what's wrong with the slave saying this? Isn't this just for the sake of the lady?"
"The husband just doesn't like that fool. Because of the fool, the husband's marriage to the wife in the house is implicated. The wife wants the husband to care about you and love you, and she still goes against the husband every day. Is it strange that the husband likes you?"
"Isn't it for the sake of reminding the lady that the servant is helping the husband to say a few words of justice? Isn't it for the sake of the love between the wife and the wife?"
"The lady in turn beats the slave and scolds the slave!"
"I know that Madam only thinks Bixi is good, but she ran away with someone. I am just a thing that Madam picked up. I can beat and scold me at will. If Madam doesn't like me, then I'll die."
He stood up and ran away.
It's really unbelievable that a servant ran away before his master finished speaking.
There is still no reason to argue.
Feng Ying's hands clenched into fists angrily and kept shaking.
Li Jidao wanted to eat the melon with his arms raised, [Tsk, tsk, tsk, I have never seen such a bold servant. Naturally, the master is incompetent, so he let the maid kick his nose in the face. 】
[For the sake of the master, you just follow the man and bully others, and you have to make excuses for yourself. 】
[Put it next to my mother. I have already beaten her so that her face is bruised and her teeth are all over the floor. I asked her if it was still good for me. 】
Feng Ying: "..."
There's no need to add fuel to the fire like this. She was indeed too weak before. That was because she didn't expect people to be so bad.
She is too simple.
I will not do it again.
After Hongyu ran out, several third-class servants came over and asked what was going on. Feng Ying did not tell the truth. Now there is no evidence. Even if she tortured Hongyu, it would be in vain if Hongyu did not confess. On the contrary, it would alert the snake.
I just ask Mrs. Zhuang to come back soon. If she has enough people, she can make arrangements.
After Hongyu ran out, the surrounding area became quiet.
Feng Ying obviously hoped that Li Jidao would rest and did not talk about Hongyu or revenge for the time being.
Li Jidao couldn't sleep. She used to be the Secretary and Provincial Supervisor. Although she had no real power, she was still relaxed.
She really doesn't have to do anything, just be a mascot, and the Li family will help her take care of everything.
But the monthly money and filial piety will not be less at all.
The courtyard where she lived was only slightly smaller than the emperor's Weiyang Palace.
The food and clothing inside may be more luxurious than those used by the emperor.
Her quilts are all covered with golden silk. Ten girls can only make one quilt a year, and she is one of them.
Not to mention anything else.
[Jian’s bed is too hard. 】
[The last time I should use silkworm seeds for filling! 】
[This bed is so old, I don’t want to leave Yan Zhenqing alone, I should find a better gardener to decorate it! 】
[How can I sleep if it’s so broken? 】
Li Jidao felt a little irritable. The more irritated she became, the more she found that her whole body was not in control and she could not move.
Feng Ying, who was originally suffering from internal and external troubles: "..."
Ah Jian is a bit difficult to take care of, but it doesn't matter. She is Ah Jian's mother. She will give her life if she can find a way.
Not long after, Feng Ying asked his servants to clean up the east room, where there was a fire kang.
Then he asked his servants to take out two sets of silk quilts stored in the warehouse, spread one bed, and fold the other bed to cover it at night.
The bed linen and cushions were all replaced with new ones.
A pair of white porcelain warm vases were placed on the square table on the floor.
The house has almost completely changed, everything is new and good.
However, these things were previously prepared by Feng Ying for Li Zhengchun.
Servant Gao Jie reminded Feng Ying: "When the time comes, Mr. Lang wants to use it, but we don't have it, what should we do?"
"This room was originally Lang Jun's study."
Feng Ying looked at her and smiled: "No? Then let him make his own arrangements. I didn't let her have it."
Gao Jie: "..."
Madam, you have changed.
Li Jidao didn't expect that Feng Ying would change her room as if there was a roundworm in her stomach.
Although it was still incomparable to her own, she felt that this should be the best thing Feng Ying could give her.
"Ajian, you can rest here from now on. From now on, mother will give you the best, and others will stay behind." Feng Ying took Li Jidao's hand, asked Li Jidao to lie down, and faced Li Jidao. He smiled softly: "Mom will not allow anyone to bully you."
[Okay, okay, don’t be timid, cannon fodder, she’s pretty good to the children, she’s finally a blessing in misfortune, right? 】
Feng Ying: Hehe, I was praised by Ah Jian again.
Afterwards, Feng Ying covered Li Jidao with a quilt, patted her gently, and she closed her eyes.
Li Jidao has awakened the Dayan Technique. She mobilized her blood and slowly felt that there was no danger around, so it should be a good luck to come here.
Her anger sank into her dantian, and she slowly exercised her energy. She found that there was a very weak warmth in her dantian.
Just a trace.
This is enough, and she can practice Dayan Shu's branching technique, Qingxin Shu, which can heal injuries. Maybe soon, she will be able to walk and speak freely.
She closed her eyes.
After Hongyu ran out, she looked around and saw no one was following her. She quietly came to a small courtyard on the other side of the main courtyard.
Although the yard is small, its layout is very exquisite, and there is running water flowing at the foot of the wooden house on the west side.
A charming girl with a stormy figure, a flower on her eyebrows, and wearing a water-pink skirt was playing with her feet in the running water.
Her feet were as white and tender as peeled eggs, lifted up from the water with a layer of dewdrops, and there was a string of golden bells around her ankles, which swayed slightly, making them sexy and charming.
Hongyu knelt down and called out: "Third little lady."
Li Sanniang looked back at Hong Yu's face, raised her eyebrows and said, "Caught?"
"No, no!" Hongyu hurriedly explained: "My wife said that I didn't take good care of me and let others take advantage of the loophole. She suspected that someone was harming the fool, but the slave kept insisting that the fool did it himself. She had no evidence at all, even if she had suspicion, Method."
Although Feng Ying also asked if she did it, she just said that she must be angry. Hongyu did not think that Feng Ying suspected her.
Otherwise, she ran away later, and Feng Ying didn't ask anyone to find her.
Hongyu added: "She beat the slave because the slave said a few fair words to the husband, and she couldn't bear it anymore."
"Is it really because of Aye?" Li Sanniang's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of softness. She couldn't tell that she was asking a servant, as if she was chatting with a friend, which made people feel like spring breeze.
Hongyu completely relaxed, lowered her head and said, "Yes, my wife is angry because Mr. Lang didn't find a doctor for the fool."
"Haha! It turns out that bitches can be angry too. I thought Aye's shit would smell good to her." Li Sanniang asked the servant to wipe her feet with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her mouth.
Then he said: "That's right, because of that fool. She was really good to him. She has taken care of him personally for so many years and never left her. I didn't even have the chance to do it."
