Not long after Song Jinyin returned to the house, there was sporadic movement outside. She didn't pay attention to it, but only heard it when she and Xueyu went to fetch hot water.
The prince removed all the newly delivered lamps overnight, leaving not a single one.
There were layers of hot air in the barrel, and white mist curled up, covering Song Jinyin's hands.
She didn't listen to the pity words from others. She just remembered that she almost fell in that light, and she was a little glad that she didn't lose her sense of proportion.
She is Song Jinyin, a maid with no freedom at all, no backer, no one to support her.
With such an identity that makes it difficult to survive, how could he really take Pei Yanzhou's occasional rise seriously?
Fortunately she didn't and never would.
...
Before dawn the next day, Song Jinyin opened her eyes.
She had to drink the medicine for two days. Butler Wang wanted her to return to the front line for duty after two days.
After simply tidying up the house, Song Jinyin went to Xueyu's house.
Xueyu was holding the sewing basket she had brought yesterday. When she closed the door, she saw her and happily came forward.
"Why are sisters, Jin Yin, here? I'm planning on sending things back to my sister!"
"Why are you so happy?"
Song Jinyin saw Xue Yu's eyebrows curved into a straight line, and she couldn't suppress the joy in her words, so she couldn't help but smile along with her: "Is it possible that you made money today?"
Xueyu glanced outside and pulled Song Jinyin back into the room, "Sister, do you still remember Siyu yesterday?"
"Of course I remember. I came here today just to ask, did she cause trouble for you last night?"
"She wants to embarrass me."
Xueyu pointed to a place in the middle of the big shop, "It's a pity that Butler Wang kicked her out of Zhuyayuan overnight. Now I don't know where to work in the house. I'm afraid she won't be able to bully me anymore. My sister is still awesome!"
Song Jinyin glanced at the empty space, thinking of Siyu's face yesterday, she didn't feel much regret.
She was not very familiar with these maids.
The only people who have an impression are honest girls who work quickly and don't talk too much. Like Siyu, who has evil intentions and always wants to stand out and watch the excitement, she will never take a second look.
"Okay, just have fun in front of me. Butler Wang transferred the person. He must have known about this person. Even if he hadn't encountered what happened last night, he would not let such a person stay. Zhuyayuan.”
Naturally, Song Jinyin would not be stupid enough to think that this matter had something to do with her. After all, Butler Wang's methods were not as gentle and easy to get along with as he appeared.
"Xueyu knows about it. She just told her sister that she always bullied me before, snatched my things, stepped on my shoes and mattress, and pushed my washed clothes to the ground a few days ago. I I hate her the most..."
Song Jinyin frowned. She had never heard Xue Yu mention these things. Now that she heard it, she regretted not teaching her a lesson yesterday.
"She's just a maid, how can she be so arrogant?"
"She seemed to have entered the Duke's Mansion with her sister-in-law. Her sister-in-law was serving in the old lady's outer courtyard, and she entered the Crown Prince's Zhuya Courtyard. Naturally, she was a little arrogant."
Listening to Xue Yu's words, Song Jinyin took another look at the empty bed.
There are countless servants in the Duke's Mansion. Except for those who serve the master personally, the rest are also secretly divided into three, six or nine grades.
Of course, having a child in a family has some foundation, but if it is sold into the family from outside, it will be different if it is brought by an acquaintance.
It's just that Song Jinyin never sees this. Whether those people around her think highly of her or not, it can't affect her monthly payment from Butler Wang.
"If someone treats you like this again in the future, you should go find Butler Wang."
"But how can Butler Wang take care of such a trivial matter..."
Song Jinyin patted Xueyu's hand, "I'm not asking you to ask Butler Wang to stand up for you, but to let Butler Wang know that some people are delaying your work. As long as you remember, Butler Wang will not let the prince be raised in the courtyard. That’s what idle people are.”
Although Xueyu seemed to understand, she still nodded obediently.
No matter what, if Sister Jinyin can live a good life in front of the prince, she must know more than her.
While the two were talking, they were about to smooth out the embroidery thread again when a voice of inquiry came from outside.
"Is Miss Jinyin here?"
The voice was a little anxious, like Lingqiao in front of the old lady.
When Song Jinyin saw Xueyu, she frowned worriedly. She stood up and curled her lips towards her: "What are you afraid of? The old lady has been busy with us lately. Do your job well."
When she opened the door, Lingqiao's expression was not very good. When she saw Song Jinyin, she smiled, but her sheer hesitation still made Song Jinyin wary.
When leaving Zhuya Courtyard, Song Jinyin did not see Butler Wang. She reviewed the recent events and found that except for Pei Wenshu's family punishment, there seemed to be no other incidents in the Duke's Mansion.
At most, it was the lamp from last night, but the lamp was paid by the prince, and the person invited was the legitimate daughter of General Xu, so she would not offend the old lady.
After thinking about it, Song Jinyin still couldn't find a clue.
Still approaching Fuluyuan, Lingqiao slowed down and gave a few pointers.
"Don't be frightened when Miss Jinyin comes in later. Whatever the old lady says, the girl will listen. If there is some punishment, the girl can weigh it and admit it or not to see which one can protect her better."
Song Jinyin's heart sank, knowing that something big had happened.
Although she didn't know why Lingqiao was always more polite to her than others, she never doubted this girl's words.
But hearing this sentence this time made her feel more and more unsure, and finally couldn't help but ask.
"I don't want to embarrass Sister Lingqiao, but I wonder if I can reveal more about the cause of this matter?"
Lingqiao turned her head and glanced at the outstanding-looking girl in front of her. The morbid look on her face brought out the delicate beauty underneath her stunning beauty.
Lingqiao thought of Song Jinyin's stubbornness when she was wronged, and her heart softened, "Siyu, the maid of Zhuyayuan, threw yourself into the lake in the middle of the night last night. When you fished it out this morning, someone came to the old lady and pointed it out to you. "
Song Jinyin's heart felt like thunder, and her hands and feet instantly became cold.
Siyu's calculating and unconvinced face last night still appeared in her mind, but now this man had become a cold corpse.
The death of a maid is not a big deal in the Duke's mansion, but it is to the master.
Although she served Pei Yanzhou and knew that he was ruthless, except for the last time, she had never seen a dead person around her, and the dead person was now related to her.
Song Jinyin's thoughts wandered for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice was slightly hoarse: "I am not familiar with her, so there is really no reason to harm her."
"Sometimes it doesn't matter whether you have a reason or not. Miss Jinyin has been in the house for so long and she should know better than me. The master's happiness and anger are what we, as slaves, should value more."
Song Jinyin's lips were slightly opened, her eyes were red, but she was pressed back.
"I understand, slave. Thank you very much, Sister Lingqiao, for your advice."
"This is nothing to say. Miss Jinyin has been able to stay with the Crown Prince for so long. If she really wants to think about something, she must be several times more careful than me."
In front was Fuluyuan. Lingqiao led the way, his voice softer.
"In addition to Siyu's sister-in-law, there are other maids who are good friends with her."
"Although I believe that there is no need for Miss Jinyin to miss her career for a humble maid, but since the old lady is looking for you, you have something wrong that people can find fault with."
"Whether you want to give in, and who you want to give in to, a girl needs to know how to do it."
Song Jinyin was startled, then forced herself to calm down, a flash of deep thought flashed in her dark eyes.
She didn't attack Siyu last night, but Siyu slapped herself.
It was she, Song Jinyin, who pushed people into the water when no one dared to bite him to death, but that slap could be the driving force behind Song Jinyin's humiliation of Siyu, causing him to throw himself into the lake in grief and anger.
It's just that even she knew what kind of character Siyu was, and the few people who identified her didn't know either.
She couldn't think of jumping into the lake. Even if all the birds in the three-bedroom courtyard were looking for death, she, Siyu, would never take the initiative to jump into the lake.
Just as he was thinking about it, a nanny beside the old lady came out of the courtyard, holding a wooden box in her hand. She didn't have time to look at Lingqiao and Song Jinyin, so she just shouted to the boy next to her.
"Send it to the prince quickly, so that the prince doesn't just go to the Xu family to see the girl, and forget to prepare everything."
