Mother Yu was startled and burst into tears.
Yue Ling was also stunned.
On the contrary, Mu Qingyun was the most calm and composed among all the people. He stretched out his hand and slowly pushed on Yue Ling's back.
With her pushing and pressing, Yue Ling also felt that the pain in her heart was dissipated.
Mu Qingyun let out a breath, stood up and walked to the door, staring at the maid who had tidied up in a decent manner. There was no anger on her face, but she was a little cold: "My mother and I will personally deliver the key to the master."
The maid didn't know why, but when she saw Mu Qingyun's expression, she suddenly became frightened. She didn't finish the rest of her words, and muttered for a long time: "Master, please tell me——"
Before she could finish her sentence, the maid felt the cold air hit her face and immediately shut up.
She had just been sold to the Zhang family by Ya Po a few days ago. Because the noble man was staying at the Zhang family, Mr. Zhang had a new aunt. He was very concerned about face and always had a few servants to serve.
When she first arrived, the maid didn't understand anything, but she instinctively felt that if she got involved in this matter, she would definitely be in trouble.
It gradually became quiet outside, and the maid stood at the door in a daze for a long time, and finally turned around and left.
Two old bald cats nestled lazily on the edge of the bushes, half of their tails hanging down, motionless.
Yue Ling stood up and looked out the window blankly. She could no longer maintain the tranquility and peace on her face. She turned to look at Mu Qingyun, her eyes were astringent, and she couldn't help but ask, "Am I wrong?"
Ever since she married Zhang Qing, even in the best and most prosperous days with Zhang Qing, she considered herself respectful and filial to her husband, gentle and considerate to her husband, and she never treated her stepdaughter Zhang Xiuxiu harshly.
Many times, Qingqing would be wronged.
Even Zhang Rongrong, who has a big family, is treated better at home than she and Qingqing. Zhang Qing said that his eldest brother passed away early and it was not easy to leave the orphan and widowed mother alone.
He also said that his eldest brother was the eldest son of the Zhang family, and Zhang Rongrong's status in the Zhang family was higher than others.
Although Yue Ling felt awkward when she thought about this, the eldest and second bedrooms had already separated. No matter how the eldest brother was the eldest son, his daughter would not be superior to her younger brother's family.
But she had a few words with Zhang Qing, and Zhang Qing always had his reasons, and that was all Yue Ling did.
Thinking of everything in the past, Yue Ling burst into tears and flowed into her mouth, tasting the smell of blood.
She gave all her hard work to the Zhang family and Zhang Qing without any selfish motives.
For most of her life, she had almost crushed all the bones for Zhang Qing to eat. When had she ever thought about herself?
Could it be that everything she did was met with beatings and scoldings?
Even former scholars know what it means to teach your son in front of your face and your wife behind your back.
No matter how bastard you are, you wouldn’t hit your wife in the face in front of your daughter or concubine!
Yue Ling's fingers were as cold as ice, and even though she was dressed up, she was like a thin piece of paper, as if it could be penetrated with just a poke.
There was a cruel look in her eyes, and her eyes fell on the table. There were scissors on the table, but there was actually a knife hidden in the drawer.
When she got married, the class leader included this knife among her gifts. At that time, the class leader told her to take it with An Xin.
The knife is very good. Yue Ling once sang a new play called "Yang Yuying Angrily Killed Two Dragon Kings". When she sang this play, she used the knife lent to her by the class leader, and it was this one. ….
Yang Yuying is a famous Valkyrie in folklore. There are many legends and there are many dramas about her.
One of the more famous is this one.
It is said that more than a hundred years ago, two dragons caused trouble in the Yellow River, and the floods affected several provinces. When the Valkyrie Yang Yuying heard about this, she fell from the sky with a knife.
The two dragon kings knew Yang Yuying's reputation and did not dare to leave. Yang Yuying cut off the Yellow River with one sword, smashed the Dragon Palace with two swords, and sent the dragon king back to the west with three swords.
This play is not difficult, and many actors have sung it. It is not Yue Ling's famous play. She usually sings the most talented and beautiful women. The literati in Jiangnan love to listen to it, and it can make money.
But what she liked the most was this one.
The class leader gave him a knife as a gift. She had never known the painstaking efforts involved.
Bai, now suddenly understood.
Yue Ling thought that she and Zhang Qing had vowed to each other.
I also saved Zhang Qing's life. I wonder if he still remembers it?
Mu Qingyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Auntie, I didn't want to make the decision for you before, but today I'm going to overstep it once and make the decision for you."
She went to the box beside the bed and dug out Yue Ling's dowry list and account book.
After loading his things, Mu Qingyun took Yue Ling and went straight to Aunt Guo.
Yue Ling was in a daze for a moment, then was dragged out the door and down the steps.
Aunt Guo was bought by Sun Yuzhi as a gift to Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing liked this beauty very much and valued her very much. The apartment she arranged for her was separated from his study by a wall.
With red sleeves adding fragrance every day, Zhang Qing was also very interested in poetry and wrote many poems to describe his feelings.
Just like when he caught up with Jiangnan's famous actress.
Yue Ling followed her daughter to the door of Aunt Guo's room, but stopped, with a look of confusion on her face, and even the murderous intention in her chest had nowhere to put it.
I do have grudges against Aunt Guo, but I'm not that strong, and I feel a little inexplicable shame.
"Qingqing, these things are not your responsibility."
Yue Ling paused and sighed, "Your father wants to use Aunt Guo. How can Aunt Guo say 'no'? In the end, it's your father who can't help me, and it has nothing to do with anyone else."
That man doesn't know how to respect his wife. There is no Aunt Guo, and there will be Aunt Li and Aunt Wang in the future.
She brought her daughter to her concubine to cause trouble, which would only make her feel more humiliated.
In particular, Aunt Guo also came from an opera troupe and was also a famous Dancing Girl from Jiangnan. She is only seventeen this year and is only two years older than Mu Qingyun.
As a child, should I argue with her?
Even now, Yue Ling still wants to lose face. Even if I beat her to death, she wouldn't be able to do it.
Back then, before she was friends with Zhang Qing, she had a senior brother who had a crush on each other. At that time, she and her senior brother already had a tacit understanding. They both wanted to make money by singing on stage, so they made it clear to their master that the two of them wanted to get married.
As a result, not long after he came on stage, his senior brother fell in love with her and left her for her good sister.
At that time, she felt as if she had been stabbed by someone, and it was extremely painful.
Even so, she did not place all the blame on her sisters.
A slap can't make a difference, and besides, senior brother is old and has become famous early, so he already takes the initiative. If he doesn't want to, even if a hundred sisters come, who can tie him up and go?
They, the actors, are fed by their youth, and many people think that they are low-class and have a hard time, especially for women. Yue Ling has always been a little more sympathetic to her colleagues.
Her class teacher always said that Yue Ling had a chivalrous spirit in her body, and it was because of this that she sang well.
Mu Qingyun looked at Yue Ling's face and felt much more relaxed. He shook his head and reached out to knock on the door.
It was the maid who came over to open the door. She opened the door and walked out.
Aunt Guo was standing next to the far window, with a heavy-bodied woman standing on each side.
The windows are wide open.
Every line on her face showed tension. She slowly stood up and saluted Yue Ling: "Madam, you are polite."
The Snow Emperor
