Everything is quiet and harmonious on the surface.
It was as if Pei Yanzhou's appearance yesterday was just a pebble thrown into the lake, and the sound returned to calm.
The only one who was agitated was the Prefect's Mansion at this time.
The eldest girl in the mansion was holding the arm of the prefect's wife, shaking her mouth back and forth, with impatience in her eyes.
"Mom, why did father suddenly change his mind? Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of that stinky girl in the backyard?"
"Don't talk nonsense, how can that bitch's daughter compare with you!"
The prefect's wife frowned and sat on the soft cushion holding the stove.
"I think that person's status is too high to be approached. After all, he is the crown prince of Kyoto City, holding the imperial army, and he is also the famous man in front of him in the palace."
"But my father's official position is not low, so why did he change his tune without even trying? Moreover, it was the father who let his daughter go in the first place, and now it is the father who has made her stop thinking about it! Not only did the mother not ask about the reason, but she even helped her Talk to your father!"
"Don't be presumptuous! How can you and I understand what is going on in the officialdom? If this word reaches your father's ears, I'm afraid you will have to be punished again, allowing the mother and daughter to take advantage of the loophole!"
The prefect's wife scolded her, but she didn't expect that these words would make the eldest girl in front of her even more upset.
She stood up suddenly and raised her hand to overturn the cakes on the table.
"My mother will believe what my father says. Does my mother know that after the prince left, my father went to the backyard and asked the little bitch to go over to inspect the homework and have dinner together! Now they look more like normal people." The direct daughters of the house, they are the ones who are the ones making the suggestions regarding matters related to the prince!"
The superficial calmness was completely shattered by this young lady. The prefect's wife looked gloomy and took advantage of the situation to pick up the teacup and smash it out.
The sound of "bang" frightened the eldest girl who was losing her temper, and also frightened the maid waiting beside her to quickly close the door.
If the madam's private anger comes to the attention of the master, they who serve closely will inevitably be punished.
"Mother......"
"You think I don't want you to crush those bitches?"
The prefect's wife looked at the pile of debris with a livid face.
"If you can really catch the eye of the prince, even the noble ladies in Kyoto will look up to you. After leaving Luo City, why should you take them seriously? But mother only asks you , when you went there yesterday, did the prince look at you?"
The girl in front of her was twisting her handkerchief tightly, her teeth clenched, her eyes full of dissatisfaction, and her face flushed with anger.
"I was too hasty yesterday. Besides, the bitch in the backyard was said to be my father's cousin. Didn't she gain my father's attention later and enter the backyard?"
The nanny next to her kept winking, trying to get the girl to stop talking, but her words ended up going back to the original point.
The prefect's wife was finally too angry to speak, so she raised her hand to let her go down.
"I will go and find out more, but for that prince, you'd better not make too many plans. Choose among those people earlier. If you are overtaken by that bitch's daughter, then you will There’s no place for you to cry!”
"Thank you mother!"
The girl in front of her became happy, and then sneered: "Don't worry, mother, even if I don't want it, the young masters from those families will not fall in love with her as a concubine! Besides, if my mother and I really have the support of the prince in the future, what will happen to my father?" You will also look after others!"
Seeing her daughter's thoughts, the prefect's wife just rubbed her forehead, feeling deeply helpless beneath her anger.
She took a look at the prince from a distance yesterday. With such an appearance and imposing manner, she was afraid that he only had power in his heart, so how could he be the one who would stop for the sake of the girl's family.
Even if the purpose of hearing this was to find someone, she estimated that these words were just excuses, just casual remarks from men.
...
Song Jinyin, who was far away in the embroidery workshop, never expected that she would become a pawn in Pei Yanzhou's heart in the heart of the prefect's wife.
She became more and more accustomed to the life in the embroidery workshop, and had already made up her mind to stop paying attention to everyone related to Pei Yanzhou, not to accept the work Xiu Xiu said, and only to do what she felt was practical.
I just thought I wouldn't see Xiuxiu again today, but unexpectedly I saw her sneaking into the embroidery workshop after lunch.
The people in the room couldn't help but look at her a few more times, and even those she was friends with suppressed their laughter.
Xiuxiu naturally knows everyone's thoughts.
She glanced across the room, stopping at Lian Xiang, who was smiling so hard that she couldn't hold back her smile, and then fell on Song Jinyin.
Today she woke up from her hut, her screams resounding throughout the embroidery workshop, and her whole body was completely frozen in place.
She recalled that yesterday, she was obviously knocked unconscious, but when she woke up, she returned to the embroidery workshop.
When she angrily went out to look for someone, she was knocked to the ground again by a strange man. In order to make amends, the man invited her to the largest restaurant in Los Angeles.
Such a powerful place, splendid and lavish, even a cup of tea was a price she could not imagine.
Moreover, the man in front of her looked full of nobility, Xiuxiu naturally did not care about the defense of men and women, and even forgot about the trouble of looking for someone.
And this time, we arrived directly at today.
But no matter what happened to her later, when she was knocked unconscious, it was in that alley, in front of Song Jinyin!
Thinking of this, Xiuxiu walked up to Song Jinyin, glared and lowered her voice.
"Is the person who knocked me out yesterday related to you?"
"Knock you out?"
Song Jinyin raised her eyes and tilted her head, exclaiming: "I thought those people who blocked me in yesterday were called by Sister Xiuxiu! Is that the hut where they threw Sister Xiuxiu? Are we going to go there? Report to the official?"
Lian Xiang heard the noise and turned around, just wanting to watch the show.
It turns out that there is something like this happening here. Xiuxiu actually dares to call people to cause trouble outside the embroidery workshop!
She looked at the two people talking with wide eyes, just waiting to hear Xiuxiu admit it, and then used this matter to find Xin Xiuzhang.
But Xiuxiu didn't make a sound for a long time, as if she had been stabbed in a painful spot and was speechless.
"Why didn't Sister Xiuxiu say anything? But were there other injuries?"
Song Jinyin seemed to be frightened, and her voice was a little higher.
Xiuxiu gritted her silver teeth, trying to expose her fake kind face.
But she knew in her heart that if she continued talking, she would attract a circle of people to look at her, and they would also mention that she stole the quilt from the embroidery workshop and woke up in the latrine.
By then, her reputation will really not be much left.
After this delay, no one came back to make spring shirts, it seemed that they had been forgotten.
But Song Jinyin did not relax her guard.
Xiuxiu did not hesitate to threaten her with words in order to get her to join her, thinking that she would be afraid of her if she just arrived here and would not dare to complain to Wu Xiuzhang after hearing a few words, so she would just accept the job honestly.
Not only did she not succeed, she also lost face.
But with the temperament of a person like Xiu Xiu, and being so anxious about this matter, how could he give up and guess that in a few days, he would come looking for her again.
Song Jinyin watched the visitor leave angrily, put away the shock on her face, and lowered her eyes to look back at the needlework in her hand.
...
Another day passed in a blink of an eye.
When Song Jinyin left the embroidery workshop, she specifically looked back at Xiuxiu, who had been working hard all day.
Seeing that she was so embarrassed and humiliated, she really didn't care about herself, so she walked back home unhurriedly.
Just after walking a few steps out, Song Jinyin saw a figure she hadn't seen for a long time. She was holding a sword and standing next to the shop opposite. It was Cang Lin.
There was a carriage parked at the street corner not far away. It didn't look too luxurious, but it was much larger than an ordinary carriage.
Song Jinyin paused slightly, then walked in the opposite direction to the carriage.
"Miss Jinyin!"
Today's rain finally turned into light and fine snow, which fell on the black hair of pedestrians, which was particularly eye-catching.
Song Jinyin wrapped herself in a cloak to isolate the sound behind her.
It's just that she couldn't walk away.
Cang Lin chased after her, not daring to stop her, but she talked about the jade in the Duke's mansion and the child in her belly.
The little girl's temperament has become much tougher. She doesn't dare to stop working all day long. She just wants to stand firm in the courtyard, as if waiting for her to return, guarding the things she left behind, and no longer making friends with others.
She also mentioned that the child in her belly did not necessarily mean that she could not keep it, as long as she took good care of herself.
Song Jinyin listened intermittently for some time, and finally turned her head to look at the person coming, but the corners of her raised lips did not feel much warmth.
"Did he say that? My child must not be allowed to stay."
"Yes, Miss Jinyin, in fact, the master is not really that ruthless. He chased him all the way here, and his injuries have been..."
"Brother Ke Canglin, this is my child."
Song Jinyin didn't want to hear that, so she interrupted him coldly.
She thought that even if she was no longer a maid in the Duke's palace, Pei Yanzhou would probably never put the word respect on her.
He said he couldn't stay, and he had to prepare abortion pills. He said maybe he could stay, and she had to shed tears of gratitude.
But he seemed to have forgotten that this was her child too.
"I originally didn't want to accept the name Song Jinyin anymore, but since Brother Canglin told me the news about Cuiyu, I accepted it, but if I want to talk about other things..."
Song Jinyin's eyes were cold and she didn't hesitate at all.
"Since I left that mansion, I have had nothing to do with your master. Of course, your master could just take my life and be as ruthless and cold-blooded as before. He would not abandon me twice at once. Second-rate."
"Just don't threaten me with your child again. This is my child. Life and death are tied to me and only me."
These words brought a bit of determination, making Cang Lin's heart suddenly sink.
Although the master did not show up, he knew that the master must be watching nearby at this moment, watching every move of Miss Jin Yin.
Therefore, the master should have heard clearly what he said just now.
But in this case, it is no different from capital punishment.
"Miss Jinyin, the master didn't want to keep this child because of the girl's body, not..."
"Why bother talking about this anymore?"
Song Jinyin noticed Cang Lin's stiffness.
There were few pedestrians on the side, and those who occasionally passed by were in a hurry, but there were many alleys on the street. She thought that the person should be standing somewhere.
In this case, she simply made it clear that she didn't want to see him again.
"He didn't want to keep this child at first, just because he didn't want the eldest son. I don't know why he would worry about my health later, but right now, those things are not important to me, and I don't care."
"In other words, the words from Brother Cang Lin that he cares about are far from equal to the grievances and hardships I have suffered in the eight years of Zhuyayuan, but now I have let it go."
"There is also this child. I will not mention Kyoto to him in the future, let alone the Duke's Palace. He will not affect the Pei family's eldest son in the slightest, let alone appear in front of the eldest princess. Please tell Brother Cang Lin , please let me and my child live."
The little girl still looked delicate and frail, standing next to Cang Lin, thin and petite.
But she raised her head slightly, her body as straight as a cold pine, her eyes cold, and her words full of determination.
