Song Jinyin lay injured for seven days.
I don't know whether it's because the medical doctor's medical skills are too good, or because she has a hard life and is easy to take care of. Except that her face is still not good, her body has recovered to a certain extent.
It's just that she hasn't seen Pei Yanzhou in the past seven days.
Song Jinyin rarely relaxed, and handed Xue Yu the sign, preparing to leave the house.
She might not have a chance to leave the house after being on duty this time, so she had to take advantage of this time to buy more needlework and fabrics.
Xueyu held her arm in one hand and held a cake wrapped in oil paper in the other hand, looking excitedly at the row of clothing stores.
"Sister Jinyin, the things here are so valuable. Do we really want to go to that row of shops?"
Song Jinyin nodded: "Go and have a look at the colors and styles. We can't just rely on embroidering a few handkerchiefs to save money."
Xueyu has been learning embroidery from her, but she is a slow learner and does simple work on weekdays. Now listening to Song Jinyin's words, she feels a little excited to try it.
But just as the two of them were about to step into the largest ready-made clothing store, they were squeezed by the girl coming out. They looked up and saw that there were distinguished guests in the store.
Ye Wanqiu was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon. She seemed to think that the clothes were not good-looking, and there was a hint of impatience on her face.
Song Jinyin's steps stopped instantly, and she was about to pull Xueyu away, but she heard Xueyu ask out of curiosity: "Why don't you leave, sister?"
Ye Wanqiu followed the voice and looked over.
As if he had found something interesting, his impatience disappeared from his face, and even the annoyance of Xu's family returning to Beijing was relieved a lot.
"Song Jinyin?"
She avoided the shopkeeper's attentiveness and carelessly straightened her shawl, "With your status, can you come to visit the shop here?"
Since the last time Pei Yanzhou took Song Jinyin away on a horse, she could no longer pretend to be generous in front of others.
Especially when he learned that those people not only failed to succeed, but also lost half of their lives, Ye Wanqiu hated Song Jinyin even more.
Discussions started rising all around.
Seeing everyone's appraising eyes falling on Song Jinyin, Ye Wanqiu tapped the corner of his lips with a handkerchief, breathed softly, and pretended to be suddenly aware: "I almost forgot, how can someone like you, who follows a man around and waits on her, be able to win something?" Quite a reward, right?"
This is said ambiguously.
Ye Wanqiu deliberately did not mention Pei Yanzhou's identity, just to cause others to speculate and think of Song Jinyin as the most unbearable woman.
Sure enough, the few official ladies who accompanied her all showed contempt, especially the one with many aunts and concubines in the family, who looked down upon such an Israeli waiter.
Seeing this, Xueyu was a little at a loss. She grasped the oil paper with a little more strength, her face was green and white, and she felt deep guilt in her heart.
If it weren't for her loud voice, Sister Jin Yin wouldn't have been targeted.
Seeing that Song Jinyin remained silent, Ye Wanqiu took a few steps forward, looked at her provocatively from head to toe, and clicked his tongue twice: "You are so tough, so many people didn't kill you. I don’t know if you will have such good luck next time, but if you are afraid, why not beg me?”
Song Jinyin's lowered head lifted up in an instant, and finally there were some waves in her plain eyes.
They regard human life as nothing, and are so confident.
It seemed to overlap with Pei Yanzhou's words. Every word was ridiculing her and saying to her, you know, so what can you do?
Song Jinyin's eyes showed disgust.
But remembering that Xueyu was also following her, she didn't say anything. She just pulled the person to the side to avoid the road in the middle of the shop.
Unexpectedly, Ye Wanqiu's expression changed when he saw her being so calm.
She was humiliated by Xu Youyi just two days ago. Now, even if this wretched servant didn't kneel down and beg for mercy, how dare he ignore her like this?
"Who are you pretending to be aloof for? Do you really think he values you and that's why he protected you that day?"
Ye Wanqiu stared at Song Jinyin's eyes, and the jealousy in his eyes turned into bright ridicule.
"A few days ago, my eldest brother invited him into his house. When he was drunk, he mentioned your face. Do you know what he said?"
"Miss Ye, I'm not on duty today, so I don't need to know about the master."
Song Jinyin had no emotions and did not call herself a slave outside. She just looked at Ye Wanqiu calmly.
This person wanted her dead anyway, and she had nothing to hide from.
The people around him retreated a little further. They seemed to be looking at the clothes on their faces, but secretly they were secretly looking at this place.
"Isn't it just because you are so stubborn that you can serve him in his courtyard? When my brother takes you into his house, how many days do you think you can survive?"
Ye Wanqiu looked at Song Jinyin as if he were an object, and sneered: "He never planned to keep you. A shady thing like you will always be sent to a useful place after you get tired of it. As for... Whether you go to my brother’s backyard or some old man’s mansion depends on your life.”
Xueyu next to her turned pale and heard these words clearly.
It was not unusual to give it to concubine Ji, but she had never thought that such a thing would happen to Song Jinyin.
She turned her head to look at Song Jinyin, only to see her lowering her eyes for just that moment, her withered aura disappearing in an instant, and then she straightened her back.
"Miss Ye."
Song Jinyin said calmly, "Miss Ye and I are not familiar with each other. There is no need for Miss Ye to tell me about this matter. Now that she has to choose clothes, I won't disturb her."
Next to her, the maid Ye Wanqiu came carrying a long green dress out of nowhere. When she passed by Song Jinyin, she was ready to fall on her side. Xueyu, who was so shocked that she had been staring at Song Jinyin, subconsciously stretched out her hand. .
But as soon as she made the move, the maid screamed in surprise, pointed at Xueyu's nose and cursed: "Bold untouchable! You can touch the clothes our girl likes?"
There are faint oil marks on the light-colored dress.
Xueyu was stunned, looking at the oil paper wrapping the cake in her hand, and almost cried.
"I saw you were about to fall, so I wanted to help you up. I didn't mean to..."
"You dare to quibble! I just saw you looking around there. You are not jealous of our girl! For a pariah like you, even if you sell it, you won't be able to pay for a cent of this clothes!"
How could Song Jinyin not understand such an obvious problem?
She sighed softly, stretched out the hand in her sleeve to shake Xueyu, and then knelt down to Ye Wanqiu.
This head must be lowered if not lowered.
"Miss Ye, please calm down. The maid next to me is following me out for shopping for the first time. Ruining the girl's clothes was unintentional..."
"Unintentional act?"
Ye Wanqiu raised her chin, with contempt in her eyes, and snorted coldly: "Since you want to speak for her, then you have to pay for these clothes. They are not made of very good materials. One thousand taels is enough."
Xueyu's hands and feet went cold, her lips suddenly lost color, her ears were buzzing, and she didn't dare to look at Song Jinyin's face.
One thousand taels, her deed of sale was only 20 taels. After sending her monthly money home on weekdays, she didn't have much money left, let alone Song Jinyin, who had been saving money for medicine.
"What, you can't take it out?"
Seeing Xueyu's panicked expression, Ye Wanqiu flicked the handkerchief and chuckled softly: "I'm not an unkind master. How about you two kowtow for one tael of silver each time?"
Song Jinyin pursed her lips tightly, and the hands in her sleeves gradually tightened.
The humiliation that she couldn't shake off, along with Pei Yanzhou's mocking words, hit her overwhelmingly.
She really couldn't do anything. Instead, she had to watch others being forced into desperate situations because of her involvement.
The chuckle still lingers.
Song Jinyin bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to calm down.
The silver and jewelry Pei Yanzhou gave her a few days ago can come in handy. Although the silver is not enough, if you lose one or two gold hairpins, you should be able to pay back the thousand taels.
It's just that it will take some time to sell jewelry. I wonder if Ye Wanqiu will let him go.
Just as he was thinking about it, Xueyu next to him had already walked over, his eyes were red, and the tears kept falling down, and he couldn't wipe them clean no matter how he raised his hand.
She walked up to Ye Wanqiu, knelt down with a bang, and said in a tearful tone: "Miss Ye, please calm down. This matter is due to my carelessness and has nothing to do with Sister Jin Yin. I accept the punishment and I kowtow."
"That's not okay."
Ye Wanqiu glanced at her with disgust: "You two knock together, and you can count one tael of silver at a time. Otherwise, who do you think you are? Can you count like this?"
