Shen Qingluan opened his eyes unexpectedly, the coldness in his eyes made Jun Yuan freeze a few times.
He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, lowered his head and looked up at him, "You...you have taught aunt a lesson, so don't teach me a lesson again."
Shen Qingluan grabbed the fan on the coffee table and patted his forehead to signal him to look up.
Facing Jun Yuan's confused eyes, she raised her fan over his head again and nodded behind him from afar.
"The door is over there." Shen Qingluan's voice was very gentle, "Go out alone and bring me the big words that Mr. asked you to write. If you don't write them down, don't show your eyes to me."
Jun Yuan:…
Shen Qingluan shook her fan and looked at his back, which was angry but dared not speak.
Ah? Teach you a lesson? Incidentally.
Du Mianmian returned to the yard, rushed into the inner room angrily, held the basin and vomited.
Yuan'er waited for the noise inside to stop before entering cautiously, and handed over the handkerchief, "Auntie, are you okay?"
Du Mianmian suddenly turned over the basin in his hand. Yuan'er didn't dare to avoid it and was splashed all over his face.
"Bitch! Idiot! Just watch me being humiliated."
Her voice was so vicious that it could almost bring out the venom. Yuan'er's heart sank. He ignored the dirt on the ground and knelt down with his skirt up.
"Auntie, forgive me, slave..."
Yuan'er's mouth was so bitter that she didn't even know what to say to beg for mercy.
How can she help Du Mianmian? Are you going to challenge the madam for her?
After coming to the Hou Mansion for so long, Du Mianmian may not have seen the power clearly, but she could clearly see it from the outside.
Although the madam is not as fierce as the aunt, nor as tough as the uncle, she is like cotton in the wind, making you unpredictable and helpless.
How could my aunt defeat her?
Her unwillingness to speak made Du Mianmian even more angry. He picked up the washbasin and threw it at Yuan'er's head!
"Ah - aunt, please forgive me, aunt, please forgive me!"
Yuan'er ignored the pain on the top of his head and kowtowed frantically for fear that Du Mianmian would be angry again.
"Auntie, please don't get angry again, take care of yourself!"
As if to echo these words, Du Mianmian felt nauseated in her chest and vomited on Yuan'er's shoulder.
Yuan'er held her breath subconsciously, and her scalp went numb after being glanced at by Du Mianmian's sinister eyes.
Anxious and wise, he said hurriedly: "It's not that I don't want to help my aunt, but the master now relies heavily on my wife, and he just keeps a straight line in everything for her.
In that case, if you intercede for your aunt, you will be disgraced and your uncle will think you are unreasonable. Comparing the two, the uncle definitely prefers the wife. "
Du Mianmian leaned forward suddenly and grabbed the edge of the bed.
Yuan'er was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat and she spoke even faster: "It's better to suffer the loss like this. I like gentle and pitiful women the most. I will definitely come to see you tonight."
Du Mianmian stared at her, like a beast trying to figure out where to start.
Yuan'er was on tenterhooks for a moment before she heard her hoarse voice: "Washing up while I was there."
"yes!"
…
That night, Jun Hongbai came to Du Mianmian's room again and listened to her grievances and cries without mentioning it.
The plum blossom on his forehead was like a candle, burning into his heart.
So the next day, when he went to Hanguangyuan to pay his respects, Du Mianmian was full of energy and charming again.
"Meet Madam."
She glanced at Jun Qian and Jun Yuan who were sitting aside, and a hint of pride flashed in her heart.
Yesterday, she asked her uncle to relieve Jun Qian from being restrained, and Jun Qian came out.
She has such an important position in the uncle's heart, why are the servants of the Marquis Mansion still unable to take advantage of the situation?
Jun Qian looked back at her with eyes full of trust and gratitude.
Du Mianmian stepped forward gracefully and took Jun Qian's hand: "I'm sorry, it's the time when I'm growing up. Why do you have to get up so early to come to say hello? You're too naive."
There was a hint of grievance in Jun Qian's eyes, and she tightened her hands.
Du Mianmian turned to Shen Qingluan and said kindly: "Last night, I kept saying that Madam is kind and tolerant, and he probably doesn't want to see Qian'er working so hard.
I simply show my face and ask Madam to be kind and let Qian'er come to pay her respects later in the future. "
She made a good calculation and thought that if Shen Qingluan agreed, it would be a favor to her Du Mianmian, and Jun Qian would definitely trust her more.
And since her words were so weighty, the servants in the mansion must have seen her power and would not dare to treat her lightly in the future.
Naturally, if Shen Qingluan refuses.
Humph, I want to show everyone in the house what a vicious heart her surname Shen has!
She was extremely pleased with herself and waited for Shen Qingluan to speak.
But when she saw Shen Qingluan slowly taking a sip of tea with such a leisurely look, she hated him and wanted to step forward and speak for Shen Qingluan.
"Bye later?"
God bless, Shen Qingluan finally spoke.
The next moment, Du Mianmian was almost mad to death.
"It is said that when a fool thinks, the Bodhisattva laughs; when a fool speaks, the Bodhisattva jumps. Aunt Du, please be kind and please speak less in the future, so as not to make others laugh!"
There was silence in the room for a moment, and then the first suppressed sneer suddenly came to mind.
Then, it couldn't stop.
In the cheerful atmosphere in the room, Shen Qingluan's thin lips spoke a series of words elegantly:
"It's strange that you couldn't get married at your age, and now you can only be the concubine of your former brother-in-law. You are so superficial and disrespectful. I feel sad that I have accepted a woman like you.
The most important thing for a woman who has not left the court is filial piety. If you can't even do it, who can expect you to be filial to your parents-in-law and kind to your younger generation when you get married? "
Shen Qingluan put down the tea bowl and dabbed the handkerchief on the corner of her mouth elegantly: "Don't say such stupid things in the future. If anyone comes to see me in the house and hears our girl even saying hello, she will be too lazy to shirk it. Do you think Sister Qian is still here?" Can you tell others?
Even if you are right, you are still one of those flattering people who come here for the power of the Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion. You claim to be the elder of Sister Qian, so you can't see her like this? "
With their big hats buttoned down, both Jun Qian and Du Mianmian's cheeks turned red, and they were speechless.
How could Shen Qingluan's mouth be so sharp!
Although he said some gentle and elegant words, he scraped their faces off and stepped on them three or four times!
Shen Qingluan looked at the expressions of the two of them who dared not say anything, and concluded in an understatement:
"Despite the etiquette, there are always some people in the world who are transcendent. Sister Qian, if you don't want to come so early to say hello, how about I avoid this as your aunt said?"
Jun Qian has been imprisoned for the past few days, and her confidants have been cut off by the old lady. She is no longer as aggressive as before.
Hearing Shen Qingluan say this, he didn't dare to show any emotion on his face. He stood up and knelt in the middle of the room, "Qian'er doesn't dare, Qian'er is willing to serve her mother."
Even though she said this, she didn't think so.
Shen Qingluan thought that with a good reputation, he would get a good marriage.
As everyone knows, if a woman wants to marry well, she must be knowledgeable and have the means.
But it can be seen from the fact that her mother, a businesswoman, was able to marry into a noble family and occupy her father's heart for more than ten years.
Not to mention that although her aunt is now her father's concubine, she is still very favored by her father and can persuade her father to lift the ban imposed by her grandmother herself.
On the other hand, Shen Qingluan, it doesn't matter that her family is noble and well-known, and it doesn't matter that she abides by the rules and etiquette, is she still unpopular with her father?
In the inner house, all honor and status do not depend on your family background and rules, but on whether your husband loves you.
So what she wants to learn is not the rules, but how to be a woman who pleases men.
"Get up." Shen Qingluan raised his hand needlessly.
Although Jun Qian had a sullen face, the stupidity in her eyes was unobstructed. Shen Qingluan could see the stupid thoughts in her mind without having to probe.
If it was in her previous life, she would have broken it apart with Jun Qian and explained it in detail, but she didn't bother to care about it now.
She had good intentions in her previous life, but Jun Qian always felt that she was being harsh on others.
Not to mention, she used the Shen family's family background as a guarantee to arrange a good marriage for Jun Qian, but she thought that others were targeting her family background.
In this life, Shen Qingluan had already made up his mind to put down his hands, but it was up to him to see what Jun Qian could do.
But without her guidance and planning, Jun Qian would have grown into a mediocre, narrow-minded and short-sighted person.
She couldn't wait any longer.
There was silence in the room for a moment. Shen Qingluan was not as cold as in the past, and a strange feeling flashed in Jun Qian's heart.
After a moment of silence, Jun Qian said cautiously: "Mother, the third lady of Uncle Zhongqin's birthday is tomorrow, and she sent me a message. My sisters and I haven't been together for a long time, so I thought I would take this opportunity to get together."
After saying this, Jun Qian felt a little aggrieved.
Shen Qingluan was a self-righteous person and looked down on the close relationship between Zhongqin and the Prime Minister. In the past, Shen Qingluan always tried to dissuade her from going to Zhongqin's house.
What a fool.
People who are close to the Prime Minister are extremely wealthy and wealthy, and others who want to get into this relationship cannot.
But Shen Qingluan, an old-fashioned man, wants to strangle Qingyun Road in Zhenyuan Hou Mansion!
In the past, she would have been too lazy to tell Shen Qingluan these things, but now, times have changed...
Jun Qian bit her lip and racked her brains to think of how to get Shen Qingluan to agree.
"The third lady of Uncle Zhongqin's house and I are handkerchiefs——"
"Go ahead."
"Wha...what?"
Jun Qian still didn't react.
Shen Qingluan waved his sleeves calmly, "When is tomorrow? I'll let the concierge set up the car."
"You agreed? No objection?" Jun Qian couldn't believe it.
Although she had always wanted to go to Uncle Zhongqin's mansion, Shen Qingluan agreed without hesitation, so she felt that there was something fishy about it.
Probably because she is too careful, she always feels that others are also careful about her.
However, Shen Qingluan didn't have the patience to explain to her thoughtfully and comprehensively, so he stood up and interrupted her, "If nothing happens, just follow me to pay my respects to the old lady.
Your confinement was originally ordered by the old lady herself. Today is your first day out of confinement, so you should make it clear to her. "
Jun Qian's face froze and she followed Shen Qingluan angrily.
Say hello to Mr. Lu?
Jun Qian resisted in every possible way.
Lu's atrocities against Qingyu are still fresh in his mind.
Although she couldn't be said to have any compassion or compassion for the maid, she only beat and scolded her, not to the point of killing her.
Thinking of Qingyu's dying appearance, Jun Qian felt cold in her heart, and her steps towards Fushou Hall slowed down a little.
The group of people arrived at the entrance of Fushou Hall far away, well past the usual greeting time.
But there was a lot of noise at the door of Fushou Hall. A tall man pushed the maids and women of Fushou Hall, causing several of them to stumble.
A group of people were crying and howling.
The man pushed one by one as if he was being stricken by ants, swaggered out of the crowd, and walked away.
Shen Qingluan couldn't see clearly the man's true appearance due to the distance. He only felt that his back looked majestic and majestic, unlike that Jun Hongbai who was a living bastard.
