The mark on Hua Rong looked hideous and terrifying, but in fact the injury was not very serious. After cleaning it and applying ointment, Hua Rong went to Ningxinyuan.
The old lady had already rested after dinner. Hearing that she was injured, she was allowed into the house.
"Why is it hurt like this?"
The old lady's tone was gentle and caring. She sat on the head of the bed with her hair down. She was very kind and peaceful, and she did not feel that her beauty was out of favor because of this.
When Hua Rong came, she had already guessed that the old lady would not let her go easily. She was still disappointed after hearing it with her own ears.
However, she did not show it. She lowered her head and looked at her shadow on the ground and said hoarsely: "During the day, the third young master took his slave to visit a clothing store and a jewelry store. By chance, he heard that Prince Heng and his concubine returned to Beijing. After returning home, they had to Knowing that this slave is good at making decisions and has fallen for Sui Feng, I told my slave to go back to Ningxinyuan."
The old lady's prayer beads were always close to her body, and she still fiddled with them habitually when she spoke. After Huarong finished speaking, the shiny and moist beads also stopped on the old lady's old fingertips.
The old lady looked at Huarong intently for a while and said with pity, "Good boy, you have suffered. That bastard said only angry words. Don't take it to heart. With me here, he doesn't dare to do anything to you. "
In addition to verbal comfort, the old lady also took a cloisonné enamel hairpin from her makeup box to Huarong.
The contents in that box were not of ordinary quality, not even those of the ladies in the house.
This reward is very heavy, but the beautiful appearance is calm.
Jiang Yunzhuo now regards her as a thorn in his flesh, but the old lady wants her to continue to stay in Zhixingyuan. The grandfather and grandson are secretly competing with each other, and she will be the only one who suffers in the end.
But she is just an insignificant slave and has no right to refuse.
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Jiang Yunzhuo was so drunk that he was unconscious last night, and was only carried back by Xiao Wu and others at midnight.
When he woke up the next day and saw Hua Rong, his face immediately darkened, and his brows were filled with anger: "Didn't I tell you to get out? Who told you to stay here?"
"This slave has nowhere to go. Please don't drive me away."
After one night, Hua Rong's voice became even more hoarse and her face turned as white as a ghost.
Jiang Yunzhuo laughed sarcastically: "Why, you know that flirting with people doesn't work, so you start to resort to bitter tricks?"
After committing the crime of deceiving her master, no matter what Hua Rong does now, Jiang Yunzhuo will think it is her deliberate decision.
Hua Rong did not defend herself, but said sincerely: "Please, Master, give me another chance."
Jiang Yunzhuo naturally couldn't give Hua Rong a chance.
He shouted sternly: "Come here, throw her out. If anyone dares to let her take another step here, get out with her!"
"The master will not let me enter the Zhixing Courtyard, so I will stand at the gate of the courtyard. If that doesn't work, I will go and stand at the door of the mansion. As long as I am still breathing, I can always wait until the master forgives me."
Which of them will live longer?
Jiang Yunzhuo was so angry that he laughed ferociously. He gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since you want to stay so much, I'll make it happen for you!"
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After the third update, Huarong finally finished washing her clothes.
What she washed was not Jiang Yunzhuo's clothes, but the clothes of the servants in Zhixingyuan.
Jiang Yunzhuo didn't need her to serve him. If she wanted to stay, she could only serve these people.
After drying the clothes and returning to the room, Cai Die sat up from the bed, handed her a steamed bun, and said guiltily: "Sister Huarong, I'm sorry, if I hadn't let it slip, you wouldn't be like this. "
The steamed buns had long since become cold and were as hard as cotton wool.
Hua Rong chewed hard and swallowed, and said calmly: "You haven't sorry for me. You and I are doing things with money. It's already good that you didn't expose me to the young master."
