Yan Hongfei was shocked.
Mrs. Ji wanted to peel off Liu Xinyue's face and then completely trample it to the ground.
"This can't happen!"
Yan Hongfei blurted out.
Then the next moment, the old lady helped Yan Shuangshuang through the door.
"What can't be done?"
The old lady said angrily, "If you hurt my eldest grandson, you should beat her to death!"
After saying that, he walked tremblingly to the bed.
At a glance, Yan Rong was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, not yet awake. Blood stains could still be seen on the back of his head, and his face was pale and pale.
The old lady seemed to feel distressed for something, and immediately started to cry.
"My darling!"
It's true that she doesn't like Ji, but after all, Yan Rong is her eldest grandson. He has been delicate and cute since birth. As he grows up, it will be obvious that he is extremely intelligent. The old lady's love for Yan Rong is not adulterated.
Earlier, she pretended to be fainted to avoid the embarrassment and did not go to Lihuayuan. She didn't know that Yan Rong was injured by Liu Xinyue.
At this moment, he had already run quickly to tell her. The old lady no longer bothered to pretend to be sick, and directly asked her daughter to support her and went to see her eldest grandson.
"Hit me, hit me hard!"
"Mother!" Yan Hongfei called.
The old lady glared at him and signaled him to stop talking - this was the situation anyway, it would be better to let Mr. Ji vent his anger before trying anything else.
Yan Hongfei shut up.
As if Mrs. Ji didn't see it, she raised her hand and the women at the door pounced on Liu Xinyue fiercely and lifted her to the door of the peony garden.
Yan Hongfei closed his eyes, feeling like a knife in his heart as he listened to Liu Xinyue's screams wrapped in the crisp sounds of slaps.
There was a woman counting the children loudly.
"one two three……"
Finally the blows reached forty.
Liu Xinyue was dragged in.
Yan Hongfei took a quick look and felt as if an embroidery needle had been rubbed into his heart. He was so painful that he could not speak. Liu Xinyue's elegant and beautiful face had been bruised and swollen, and blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth.
If someone hadn't grabbed her hair, Liu Xinyue might not even be able to lift her head up.
"Are you satisfied now?" Yan Hongfei glared at Ji.
Seeing Liu Xinyue's condition, Ji's heart became a little less angry.
She laughed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Marquis, for being sensible and allowing me to straighten out the house. The deed of betrayal has been signed and the fine has been paid. Then let's choose a good day and let Aunt Liu officially enter the house."
"Since she is here to be a concubine, it is not appropriate to continue living in Lihuayuan." Ji continued, "She is the Marquis's beloved, so I think she should live in Taohuawu, away from the Marquis' study. It’s also closer.”
"Besides, according to the rules, my aunt doesn't have that many maids and women to serve her. Those around her who are willing to stay in the Marquis' Mansion will also sign a bond of sale. Those who are not willing to leave the house immediately."
"Even the ones left behind will be reorganized into various places by the housekeeper. As for Aunt Liu, it is said that she can only have two little maids. Since she has given birth to a child for you, Mr. Marquis, and the child is still young, we will allocate two more little maids. A wet nurse."
As Ji made arrangements one by one, Yan Shuangshuang couldn't bear it anymore.
"Sister-in-law, are you going too far?"
Yan Shuangshuang did not necessarily want to fight for Liu Xinyue's injustice, but more simply wanted to find fault with Ji's family to show her status as a noble aunt in her family.
"She is my eldest brother's aunt after all, and she has a child. What's wrong with adding a few more people to serve?"
Ji looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile, "Since my sister-in-law said this, I want to ask, how many people were there to serve Aunt Bai when she was still alive? How many maids were there to serve my eldest aunt when she was not married? ?”
The old lady treated the old marquis's concubines extremely harshly.
Not to mention the waiters, they were not even given a complete meal.
Aunt Bai was the concubine of the old Marquis and gave birth to Yan Huan, the eldest daughter of the Marquis.
Even so, the old lady only allocated one maid to the mother and daughter.
Yan Shuangshuang was immediately speechless.
She had also seen it with her own eyes back then. In the middle of winter, Aunt Bai had to starch and wash her own clothes.
He closed his mouth slowly.
Yan Jiaojiao saw her mother engaging in a verbal battle with the Yan brothers and sisters, and winning a great victory, so she clenched her fist hard.
【My mother is great! 】
The Ninth Prince looked down and saw that the little girl had grown a lot since the first time he saw her.
Snow-white face, big eyes, especially a pair of dark eyes, bright and clean.
Somehow, the Ninth Prince suddenly thought of the box of black pearls that his father had only given him as tribute.
The waiter behind him was already crying.
Seeing that the sun was past noon, the little ancestor had no intention of returning to the palace.
When the Ninth Prince raised his head, he saw the bitter face of the chamberlain.
Feeling that the fun was enough, the Ninth Prince coughed.
The old lady looked back and almost passed by again.
After entering the house just now, she was only focused on singing, chanting, and beating, and did not notice at all that there was a prince sitting by the window.
Immediately he shivered and wanted to kneel down.
After all, he was here to give someone a birthday gift. The Ninth Prince felt that this old lady was also unlucky, so how could he have the nerve to ask her to kneel down?
He waved his hand, stuffed Yan Jiaojiao back into Ji's arms, winked at her narrowly, and whispered: "Look back, I will ask the queen mother to take you to the palace to play."
Shi Shiran left with his chamberlain and bodyguard.
Yan Hongfei ran all the way out of the gate again.
When I came back, the door of the Peony Garden was already closed.
Two women stood at the door.
The mother-in-law smiled and said to Yan Hongfei: "Master Hou, the old lady and my aunt returned to Chunhui Hall; Aunt Liu was sent to Taohuawu, and Miss Wanwan was also sent there. Madam said, I don’t want to see the Marquis for the moment. I also ask the Marquis to feel sorry for Aunt Liu and hire a doctor for her."
Although he was a little embarrassed to be locked out, Yan Hongfei breathed a sigh of relief - after hearing what this woman said, he was a bit jealous.
This is easy to handle.
Ji's jealousy shows that she cares about him.
Since you care about yourself, you can easily coax him back.
In addition, there are three children here, so I am not afraid that Mrs. Ji will be instigated by her brother-in-law to have any thoughts of divorce.
Thinking of this, Yan Hongfei simply gave up the urge to smash the door.
At this time, Liu Xinyue's side was more important.
He lifted his legs and hurried towards Taohuawu.
"mother……"
Yan Rong moved her fingers on the bed, opened her eyes, and called out weakly.
Yan Jiaojiao, who was lying next to him, immediately tilted his head.
Ji grabbed her son's hand, her eyes red, "Arong, are you awake? Does the wound still hurt? Are you feeling nauseous and vomiting?"
Yan Rong shook her head, "Mom, I'm fine, and so are you."
Hearing this, Ji covered her mouth and cried.
She had planned to expose Yan Hongfei and Liu Xinyue's scandal to the public on this day.
But she really didn't expect that Liu Xinyue would want to kill himself by hitting a tree to save Yan Hongfei.
It can be said that it was her plan that indirectly caused her son to be injured.
"Arong, mother is not a good mother, mother has harmed you!"
