"Are you unhappy?"
Before leaving, Pei Yanzhou smoothed her hair without changing his expression.
Song Jinyin didn't react for a moment, but she still followed his words and shook her head, "This is General Xu. If he knows that the slave is sleeping in the main room, and he gets angry, he might make the girl unhappy. , and it will also cause twists and turns in the prince’s marriage.”
After hearing this, Pei Yanzhou suddenly laughed out loud, but there was mockery in the voice.
"Do you think these people in front of His Majesty can really talk about the love between children?"
Pei Yanzhou tucked the last strand of her hair behind her ears, took his hand back slowly, and stood up.
The tall figure stood in front of her, his official uniform made him colder and sharper, and even the voice that came from him was deeper than just now.
"Or do you think that the most useless thing like love and love can really influence what I want to do?"
Song Jinyin raised her eyes, the hands in the mattress curled up slightly.
When he said these words, it was as if he was mocking her along with him.
"Whether it's the Xu family or the Ye family, they all have their own calculations and considerations. It doesn't make any difference to me who enters this yard in the end, and it doesn't make any difference to you either."
"Take good care of your injuries, don't worry about other things, and do what you should do...Song Jinyin, actually you know very well how not to anger me, don't you?"
The tenderness on Pei Yanzhou's face had completely disappeared. He looked at her condescendingly, with a meaningless and cold smile on his lips.
Song Jinyin just glanced at him and saw his new coldness.
This is Pei Yanzhou.
His calmness destined him not to be stumbling upon love, and also destined him never to care about his sincerity towards him.
Thinking about it, in his heart, being able to keep his life is already his biggest concession.
But even if he gave in, even if this backyard would be filled with interests and calculations in the future, he had no intention of letting her leave.
I would rather look at her every day and drag her into hatred and be criticized than give her some dignity.
Song Jinyin smiled and nodded gently to him.
Yes.
He had always only had desire for her, so how could he pour his sincerity and respect into her.
"My slave will recover better and come back to serve you soon."
Her voice was a little soft, and her pale face showed a weak look.
Pei Yanzhou glanced at her quietly, then unexpectedly leaned down and touched her lips.
After all, he didn't stay any longer. The kiss was just like a dragonfly touching water, so he stepped away and walked out of the house.
Song Jinyin looked at his back as he disappeared into the house, recalling the look in his eyes when he approached just now.
There is no tenderness in it, only strong possessiveness and paranoia.
Tiredness hit her again, and she couldn't move, so she fell asleep lightly again with the warmth remaining on her side.
...
Large backyard.
Aunt Fang's small courtyard is a bit remote, and there are fewer servants in it than elsewhere.
There is no main wife in the big house. Since Mrs. Liu assisted the old lady in housekeeping, several concubines in the big house, although not revealed on the surface, will go to Mrs. Liu's house according to the day to pay their respects.
Even the daughter of the Xie family, who was also the side wife, consciously put herself on the shorter side and treated Mrs. Liu like a full wife.
It's just that there is no need to go to say hello today, the place in front is not so busy, and Aunt Fang got up later than usual.
"Bairou."
After calling her maid, Aunt Fang got up from the bed.
After the prince killed several wives and slaves that night, the entire Duke's mansion was in panic, and she was no exception. She was so frightened that she didn't close her eyes all night.
Last night I finally asked the doctor to prescribe some tranquilizers, and I slept lightly for a few hours when I was woken up by sudden discomfort all over my body.
There was some itching on her face, but Aunt Fang couldn't bear to touch it. She went to look at the newly bought fabric first.
The man was afraid that it would be difficult to return to Kyoto City at the moment, so he took advantage of this period to make him a middle coat and an outer robe, which should be delivered to him before spring.
"Auntie, are you calling your slave?"
Bai Rou came in from outside, shook off the rainwater on her body, and carried the breakfast she had received into the house.
Yesterday, Aunt Fang's closest personal maid took leave of absence, so she took advantage of the situation and stepped in.
"I finally have hot porridge for breakfast today. Because of what happened to the prince yesterday, not many people in the mansion were working hard... Auntie, your face!"
Before she finished speaking, the maid named Bai Rou suddenly widened her eyes, looked at Aunt Fang who turned her head and screamed.
"Auntie, you, you..."
Aunt Fang's heart sank, she raised her hand and ran to the bronze mirror.
What was swept under the fingertips was the uneven face, accompanied by a little tingling and itching.
Her hands began to tremble, and her eyes looking at the bronze mirror were full of fear.
In the vague darkness, the fair face seemed to have red spots, and there were red rashes on it that were not clearly visible.
Aunt Fang's vision went dark, she held onto the wooden frame with both hands and almost fainted.
"My face, my face... quickly, go get me a doctor!"
Bai Rou came back to her senses, not daring to look at that terrifying face, and staggered out of the house.
The sharp screams that kept coming from behind were just like her anxiety at the moment.
Aunt Fang is good-looking, and she can be considered one of the top ones in the backyard. If she figures it out one day, she might have the possibility of fighting against the Duke of Guo, but now if her face is ruined, what will happen with it? Those of them who are slaves will suffer.
It would be fine if she could just stay in the courtyard and ask for food and drink, but she was afraid that Aunt Fang would be despised and kicked out of the house. Waiters like them would be transferred to other places and could only do dirty work that they couldn't raise their heads.
The more Bai Rou thought about it, the faster she walked. Her face was frighteningly white.
When I asked the familiar doctor to come back, it was quiet inside.
When she opened the door, Aunt Fang fell to the ground, as if she had lost her soul. She turned her neck stiffly when she heard the sound. It wasn't until she saw the person clearly that her eyes burst out with a glimmer of light.
"Doctor Xun, my face, my face..."
"Aunt Fang, don't be anxious."
The doctor frowned and put down the medicine box. When he saw the face full of red spots and rashes, his heart skipped a beat and he said something bad to himself.
"Doctor Xun, you must cure my face, no matter how much money you have! I can't lose this face, absolutely not!"
Bai Rou went to look outside the door and saw that there was no one outside, so she closed the door carefully.
Originally, she wanted someone to go to Mrs. Liu Fang's house, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't spread this matter.
Even if Aunt Fang's face is cured, the Duke of Guo will definitely feel unlucky and unhappy if it is known that she has had such an incident.
Although Bai Rou could not guess what Aunt Fang was thinking now, she knew that leaving a way out for her master meant leaving a way out for herself.
"Doctor Xun, how long will it take for my face to heal? I had no appetite yesterday and didn't eat anything by mistake, but someone wants to harm me?"
"this......"
The doctor looked at her carefully and put a handkerchief on her wrist. His eyes gradually became heavy and he said, "Aunt Fang is...poisoned."
There was a "pop" sound, and the money bag that Aunt Fang had just taken out and was about to be stuffed into the doctor fell to the ground.
She has long been out of favor with the Duke. If someone in the backyard of the main house wanted to poison her, they would never do it to her.
My heart sank suddenly.
A person's face appeared in Aunt Fang's mind.
Yesterday she deliberately went to take a look at the blood stains left by the mother-in-law and the maid that night.
The place in front of the servant's room was sticky, and the smell of blood lingered for a long time.
It's just that the knife didn't reach the backyard of the Duke's Mansion. After a day's delay, she thought that the woman had died directly and had no chance to confess her, so the matter would not fall on her, but now she looks like this ...
Aunt Fang looked at the doctor in front of her with hope, but felt despair in his sigh.
"Doctor Xun, please! I'm willing to pay you any amount of money. I just want my face to return to how it was before..."
Bai Rou was frightened and stunned.
Poison? Which master did Aunt Fang offend to end up in such a situation?
Doctor Xun was thinking carefully before speaking. He didn't say anything, but he didn't sound very hopeful.
Bai Rou suddenly recalled in her mind Aunt Fang's curiosity about Song Jinyin in Zhuya Courtyard. She couldn't help but sucked in a breath of air and her heart felt cold.
If what happened the day before yesterday had anything to do with Aunt Fang, it would probably be just the beginning of ruining her face.
