Song Jinyin blessed the person in front of her.
Her legs were still in severe pain, and her blood color had not yet recovered. She stood in the wind, and her thin waist was blown out of her thin coat.
Ye Wanqiu became more and more angry.
Even though it was autumn, the layered dresses still couldn't cover up the charm of this seductive woman. She was obviously very thin, but she still managed to accentuate the plump and dazzling pair of hair on her head.
"Yuanchun, go and make up for the slap you didn't finish yesterday. I want to see how hard this bastard's life is!"
"Yes, girl."
The girl called Yuan Chun received the instructions and approached Song Jinyin with small steps.
Seeing her frown and eyes tightening, as if she wanted to retreat, he couldn't help but snorted coldly: "They are all slaves, so it's better for the girl to endure it. If we wait for the prince to come back and find out that our girl is unhappy, he will do this." I’m afraid it will be even more cruel.”
Song Jinyin naturally didn't want to receive this slap in vain.
Although she had prepared Ye Wanqiu to fight to the death, it did not mean that she had to accept the situation.
After thinking about it, Song Jinyin took a step back and glanced at the maid in front of her who was provoking her, and looked at Ye Wanqiu, who was aloof but had a distorted face.
"This servant is a maid in the Crown Prince's courtyard. Last night, the Crown Prince asked this servant to suffer, and this servant suffered. Today, the Crown Prince has not spoken, so in what capacity can Miss Ye take action?"
Ye Wanqiu's expression changed.
The words "Mrs. Crown Prince" rushed to his lips, but they could not escape his lips.
Speaking of which, her stay last night and Pei Yanzhou's visit to her courtyard confirmed that the two families were discussing marriage, but it happened to be something that everyone knew very well, and she couldn't say anything about it at the moment.
After all, the woman said it first, and she was always at the disadvantage.
But Ye Wanqiu didn't expect that Song Jinyin, who had been slapped in silence last night, would dare to question her today, causing her to lose face in Pei Yan'an's courtyard.
"I, the noble girl of the Ye family, want to teach a lowly slave girl a lesson and have to reveal my identity? Who do you think you are? You are just a dog being beaten and scolded by your master!"
"Then I dare to ask Miss Ye, are you my master now? Can you take my deed of betrayal and give me a monthly allowance?"
Although Butler Wang on the side did not speak to dissuade him, he nodded secretly in his heart.
In Dayan, slaves who entered the mansion had their own masters to deal with them, and there was no reason for outsiders to come into the mansion and impose punishments.
Unless it's a nod from the head of the family, or a personal grudge outside.
Being so grand and grand, after all, it was a loss of etiquette.
The housekeeper didn't know what the prince was thinking now. Seeing that this girl from the Ye family really had the possibility of becoming the prince's concubine, he didn't block her outside the courtyard.
But if Miss Ye wanted to go to the prince's bedroom and study again, he would definitely persuade her to leave.
As soon as Song Jinyin finished speaking, Ye Wanqiu's face completely fell.
There seemed to be clusters of fire in her eyes, and she moved towards Song Jinyin, drawing her long nails across her neck, trying to pinch her neck.
Song Jinyin avoided it, and finally there was movement outside the hospital.
It's not Pei Yanzhou, it's the Duke's side wife, Mrs. Liu.
The visitor was wearing a purple dress, a high bun, and a pair of dong beads in her hair. She was surrounded by maids. She was full of nobility and came slowly.
Although she is only the concubine of the Duke of Guo, she behaves like a royal wife.
When Song Jinyin saw the person coming, her face turned paler, then she laughed to herself, lowered her head, and stepped back to the side.
"As soon as the old lady woke up, she sent someone to ask Miss Ye. Unexpectedly, the girl came to the prince's place early in the morning. I couldn't coax the old lady, so I hurried over and took the girl there... ....I wonder what this is right now?”
Mrs. Liu covered the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, showing a little smile, and then glanced around in surprise.
When Ye Wanqiu saw the visitor, he became even more disdainful. But after all, he knew that he was favored by the Duke and could speak well in the Duke's palace, so his expression was somewhat restrained.
But what he said was still provocative: "Mrs. Side came just in time. The maid in this courtyard has learned a lesson for not being smart. She just slapped me a few times and is now questioning me. I wonder what Mrs. Side thinks?"
"Look at what the girl said."
Liu waved her handkerchief, and the corners of her lips curved even wider: "The girl is a distinguished guest, but she only needs a few slaps, so I'll just slap her. It'll be good if she can calm her down. If she still can't calm down, I'll send someone to tie this maid up." "
Butler Wang next to him heard this and looked up at Song Jinyin.
The little girl's face was pale, and her illness had not dissipated. Only her back was straight, like a flower on a cliff that could not be blown by the wind, solitary, yet extremely resilient.
He subconsciously remembered the scene eight years ago and sighed in his heart.
Although Song Jinyin's father was not a high-ranking official, he was once the magistrate of Anyang County. During the three years he took office, he worked diligently and loved the people. He encouraged teachers to teach farmers and cultivate mulberry trees, and cultivated schools and opened canals. He was praised by the people.
However, before his term expired, there was a flood. Magistrate Song, who led people to provide disaster relief, was washed away by the flood and was never seen again.
The person who took over later was the Duke of Guo who led the troops.
However, the county magistrate's wife, who was supposed to receive money and belongings from the court, was carried into the Duke's Mansion with her daughter after the disaster relief. She lost her identity and was only known as a newly adopted widow.
The widow was still a bit fierce when she first came, but as she lived a better life, she calmed down and carved out her own identity from the nameless person in the backyard.
And that widow is now Mrs. Liu Zang.
Liu's expression was indifferent.
The tone of Song Jinyin's disregard for her life and death made her stiffen, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
She was homesick.
Thinking of that far away family in Anyang County, which was not considered wealthy.
Her father was still there at that time, and her mother did not abandon her. She did not need to listen to those gossips, she only had to pester her father to study and watch her mother embroider every day.
But now, it seems that there is no going back.
...
Ye Wanqiu left with a cold snort. Rather than venting his anger on Song Jinyin, it was more important to accompany Mrs. Pei.
Mrs. Liu Fang was a few steps behind her.
Before leaving, she stared at Song Jinyin, who had been hanging her head in silence, with a cold tone, completely different from the gentle and smiling Madam Side just now.
She said: "Since you are a maid, you should learn to be smarter. A few slaps can bring you peace. Why are you so stubborn?"
There was no response for a long time.
Mrs. Liu was a little impatient and wanted to leave.
"mother......"
There seemed to be a slight tremor in the small voice, as if he could not hide his caution and hope, but more of it was fear.
After the sound came out, Ms. Liu suddenly froze on the spot.
But in just a moment, the noble woman gathered her shawl and left the place without looking back.
...
When Ye Wanqiu appeared in this courtyard again, it was already an hour later.
The difference from just now was that this time she was accompanied by Pei Yanzhou, who was returning home from the next court.
The man's face was stern, and he had not changed into his court uniform. He was a bit sharper and deeper under his unruly attitude. When he raised his eyes and looked over, he looked cold-blooded and ruthless.
Song Jinyin was not on duty, but she was called over and knelt down in the hall.
