When she woke up again, Song Jinyin had already moved to another place.
The first thing you see is a splendid million-flower gauze tent, surrounding a large huanghuali wood frame bed, exuding a sense of luxury.
It took her a long time to wake up. Perhaps it was because she had been crying for so long that it was still difficult for her to open her eyes.
It wasn't until she sat up that she saw the whole place clearly.
It is a large room, with wooden tables, bronze mirrors, wardrobe utensils, and even soft screens, all of which exude sophistication.
After a long time, there was some slight movement outside, and then the wooden door was pushed open, and a girl came in carrying something. When she saw Song Jinyin waking up, her pace quickened a little.
"The girl finally woke up! I have been sleeping for nearly two days and it is not good to continue sleeping. This is the medicinal meal that the master ordered to stew for the girl. The girl should drink it while it is hot."
"master?"
"The master is the master of this house, and this servant only saw it for the first time yesterday."
Song Jinyin frowned. She didn't take the medicinal meal that was brought to her. She just stood up and walked to the door. Just as she was about to open the door and go out to take a look, she heard the sound of chatting outside.
"Who knows, that person was just sent in with no name or status. I don't want to go and wait on him, lest I have to go through a lot of trouble."
There was the sound of sweeping outside, accompanied by the woman's mocking words.
"It's hard to say. This person inside is the master who came in personally. If you don't have a status in the future, how can you get into the eyes of the master like this? If you ask me, you might as well serve me like Zhaomei, maybe... A job no one else could ask for."
"Tsk, serve whoever wants to be served!"
Although the woman lowered her voice, it still sounded a bit sharp and unpleasant.
"Our master looks young and handsome. He can buy such a big and empty house at such an age. His family background must be either rich or noble. If the person inside is really important, would he be willing to send it out? I guess. It’s just an outer room to relieve boredom!”
"Please keep your voice down, you can't say these things in the outer room casually."
"What are you afraid of? I'm so dizzy that I don't know if I'll wake up. It's unlucky to look at it! Besides, if the mistress of the master's family finds out by then, I'm afraid my life will not be guaranteed even if I'm serving this circle! Want me to serve her? I won’t wade into this muddy water, I’m just waiting to serve the master!”
Song Jinyin put her hand down on the wooden door.
The words of the woman outside were not worthy of making waves for her. The only thing that made her expression slightly change was the words "outer room".
The maid inside saw this and took a few steps forward.
Seeing her eyes dark and cold, she felt a little uneasy. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Girl, please don't take it personally. Our mansion has been empty for several years, and the slaves were only called into the mansion in the spring of this year." , I have never seen the master. When I saw him yesterday, it was inevitable, it was inevitable..."
"Did your master leave any words when he left yesterday?"
Apart from Pei Yanzhou, there will be no other master in their mouth.
It's just that although she knew that Pei Yanzhou had bought a house privately, she didn't know that he had called someone in at the beginning of the year.
Song Jinyin raised her hand to touch her lower abdomen, and her anxious heart finally calmed down a little.
She could feel that the child was still there.
"The master left today at Yin Dynasty. He didn't leave a message when he left. He just asked the slaves to take good care of the girl and said that he would send someone in today."
Sending someone in was probably to keep an eye on her, not to take care of her.
But in this way, Xu really wants to solidify her reputation as an outsider.
Song Jinyin's hands and feet felt cold.
The outer room is not much better than that of a maid.
They are both caged birds. One earns money by doing work, while the other relies on pleasing and flattering, and will never have a serious reputation again.
Song Jinyin lowered her eyes to cover her thoughts, and her heart sank.
She couldn't guess Pei Yanzhou's thoughts more and more, and she didn't know whether he kept the child temporarily because of her request that day, or if he had other plans.
Or it could be humiliation, just like her shady status at the moment, coupled with that humble sentence.
"girl?"
Seeing that she was deep in thought, the maid who came over with the medicinal meal called her carefully again.
Although the master was handsome, he was not easy to get along with at first glance. When he sat there, he was filled with an intimidating aura that frightened her so much that she could not stand still.
Now that the master had specifically asked to take good care of people before leaving, how could she dare to neglect him?
That is to say, Hongli outside has big ideas, and when she meets a noble person for the first time, she has thoughts that she shouldn't have.
"Why didn't the girl drink this medicinal food first? The master specially ordered the kitchen to stew it. Even the doctor stayed by the side to keep watch, for fear that the medicine would lose its effect."
"I can't drink it. If you're afraid it won't be easy for you to do business, just pour it into a basin and pretend I've drunk it."
Withdrawing her thoughts, Song Jinyin calmed down quickly.
Before she understands Pei Yanzhou's thoughts, she will not drink anything related to medicine, and she will never trust anyone around her.
She needed to figure out her current situation.
And even if you want to stay here temporarily, the arrogant woman outside must not stay by her side.
"The people talking outside are the same maids who serve you?"
"That's right, girl. My name is Zhaomei. The person speaking outside is Hongli. The person with her should be Sasu's little maid, who is from the same hometown as Hongli."
"Her words are all about the outside world, but what did your master give you?"
"Girl, don't get me wrong."
Zhaomei quickly put down the things in her hands, followed the rules taught by her grandma, and bent her knees and lowered her head.
"Xu Shihongli was quick to speak. The master has never mentioned the word "outer chamber". Moreover, the master looked at her and valued the girl very much. The girl slept soundly last night, and the master stayed with the girl and never left her all night."
The fingertips in Song Jinyin's sleeves moved. She couldn't figure out why Pei Yanzhou stayed with her all the time.
But she had already been chilled by Pei Yanzhou's words.
Compared to those days when she had been throbbing, the calmness at this moment made her feel more at ease.
"Where is the steward of the mansion?"
"The master came unexpectedly yesterday. The manager is sorting out the affairs of the house today, so he must be busy at the front."
"Okay, I'll go for a walk."
"My slave will accompany you."
The wooden door was pushed open.
Song Jinyin's eyes fell on the woman who was lazing away against a wooden pillar not far away.
The woman saw that her face was cold, and although she still looked weak, when she looked over, her whole body was full of aura, and she couldn't help but feel guilty. She didn't even have time to spit out the food in her mouth, and it got stuck in her throat for a while, and she started coughing. .
"Your master doesn't like such rude maids. He likes the word arrogance, which can mean arrogant arrogance or coquettish Jiao."
Song Jinyin smiled at her and stepped into the courtyard.
People who keep saying that they despise her as an "outer", but still want to crawl into the master's bed, really should take the initiative to dig their own graves.
...
At this moment, two unconscious people were hanging in the dungeon.
The strong man among them had not much good meat left, and had a broken arm. He was dying and could not survive or die.
Pei Yanzhou stood not far from him, holding a tea cup in his hand, and when he raised his eyes, he couldn't hide his bloodthirsty aura.
"Wake up."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The two of them woke up in the biting coldness, followed by severe pain after being tortured.
It's just that the strong man couldn't even cry out. Only the man next to him who was still awake was crying and begging for mercy. He was the driver who had carried Song Jinyin.
"Your Majesty, spare your life! It's not me, it's really not me! That young master doesn't have much money, and he has an elder brother waiting to report to the official. I have no intention of doing this business. I didn't leave a mark on this journey! It's him! It's him! He is so cowardly that he thought I was hiding some good stuff, so he came to stop my carriage! Your Majesty is aware of this!"
The strong man next to him could only whine and kept struggling, but he showed an expression of pain due to the cracked flesh.
"Why do you think you can still speak, but he can only wait to die?"
Pei Yanzhou looked at the coachman coldly. Even though his eyes were calm, he still had a ruthless expression.
"You didn't touch her, I left you half alive, and now, I'll give you another chance to live."
The coachman was startled, but before his joy could overflow, he heard the man in front of him speak again: "What do these mountain bandits have to do with the group of bandits who split up in Yuxi Mountain? Let's talk carefully. Do you want to leave here alive?" On your own.”
"My dear, spare your life! I was forced to catch up with them, I don't know much..."
The man in front of him raised his lips slightly, but his eyes were cold and sinister. The driver was so frightened that he trembled all over and said repeatedly: "I said it, I said it, I said it all!"
...
When Pei Yanzhou came out of the dungeon, the corners of his dark robe were stained with blood.
The man with the broken arm was already dying, and death would be a relief for him, but Pei Yanzhou had no intention of letting him die, nor did he intend to let anyone who had touched Song Jinyin live a good life.
He took the handkerchief and wiped his hands casually. His thin lips moved but then stopped. After a while, he said, "Is she awake?"
"Go back to the master, the girl is awake, but no one has been sent to take care of the house over there before. The people inside are mixed together. For a while, the master may not be able to go there often."
"I dont go."
Pei Yanzhou's eyes were cold, and his eyes were deep, showing no emotion or anger.
"Have her take good care of her. When she gets better in the next few days, then...send someone to call me again."
The man turned around, leaving only a tall silhouette.
But no one knows how tightly Pei Yanzhou clenched his hands in his sleeves when he said those words.
He only felt that the knife inserted in his chest had not been pulled out yet. The more he lifted it, the more intense the pain would be.
As he spoke, he walked slowly step by step.
Everything at this moment seemed to be covering up his unknown embarrassment.
He didn't dare to see her, because he was afraid that she would cry and beg him to keep the child, and he was also afraid that he would feel guilty and soft-hearted when he thought of his first child.
"Song Jinyin..."
Pei Yanzhou opened his mouth and softly called her name as if he was masochistic.
