"Master, the slave family has really realized their mistake. The slave family will never dare to do it again. The slave family really doesn't know that Brother Xuan is allergic!" Aunt Yan kowtowed crazily. If she had known there would be such a result, she would have been beaten to death. I don't want to do such a thing.
Why did she do such a thing? She must have been carried away by anger. The long-standing resentment made her lose her mind, which made her do something wrong that she regretted.
This mistake was too big for her to bear.
This was really a stupid thing, the biggest stupid thing she had ever done in her life.
So stupid that you will never recover.
It was Mrs. Xu who deliberately fought against her and suppressed her, causing her to get carried away and lose her mind. It must be her, it must be her.
Peng Youqin sent Aunt Yan into the eighteenth level of hell with just one sentence. She couldn't get up. The only thing she could do was kowtow and beg for mercy. She used her last bit of kindness to attract the master's pity. The veil fell to the ground and she lost two of her front teeth. Exposed to others without concealment.
The gap between her two front teeth is missing, her speech is leaky, tears and snot are streaming down her nose, and she is on camera every minute, making people unable to bear to look at her.
The picture is too beautiful, what should I do if I don’t dare to look at it?
Aunt Yan kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, her voice pitiful and pitiful. Xiao Ming was wondering who was the bad one. Xiao Ming turned to look at Min Fangqi numbly, only to see that the old god was there with his eyes closed, as before. He closed his eyes and meditated, as if all external matters had nothing to do with him.
Xiao Ming......
Senior brother, we are at a critical moment of life and death. Is it appropriate for you to wander around like this?
Xiao Ming withdrew her gaze. After all, she was soft-hearted. She couldn't bear it. Her heart softened when others begged her. Grandpa once said that her heart was too kind and she would be harmed in the future. She couldn't do anything to kill people. Things.
When can she be able to do everything as she pleases like Senior Brother Min, without being affected by anything outside her.
Medicine can cure life, medicine can cure death, but there is no medicine that makes people regret, and there is no medicine that makes people feel merciful.
What Aunt Yan did is so hateful, but she is pitiful and pathetic at this time. They say that poor people must be hateful. This is the case with Aunt Yan. She is so miserable because she is responsible for her own death. He lit a fire with the intention of burning others, but accidentally lit himself on fire.
But on the other hand, what will happen if she succeeds? Xiao Ming will be discredited, will be exiled, and more likely will die, and the Xu family will be implicated.
Mrs. Xu is taking revenge, at least Aunt Yan still has a life; compared to Aunt Yan's cruelty, she is also cruel. Compared with Aunt Yan's sharp knife, which can cut her throat with blood, what Mrs. Xu used is just a knife. Sharpen a dull knife one by one.
"Master, I was wrong. Please don't send me away. I can't leave Master. I can't bear to leave Brother Xuan." Aunt Yan kept crying and begging, even though her voice had become hoarse, she was dizzy, and her face was full of tears. I don't know if it was tears mixed with sweat, but she was in a mess, but she didn't stop begging for mercy, and she didn't dare to stop.
If she is punished like this, her life will be worse than death, and she will have no hope of coming back here in her life. If she can get a chance to survive, she will be able to turn over. Mrs. Xu has always been vicious, with a hypocritical face everywhere. Targeting her, forcing her to kneel down to admit her mistake, causing her to lose all face, leaving her unable to hold her head high as a human being, locking her into a nunnery so that she never gets ahead, is more painful than killing her.
She didn't know why things suddenly turned like this. She could only beg the master over and over again, hoping to escape the disaster through the kindness of the past.
The wind was still, and the servants were as silent as chilling cicadas. They were all shivering and did not dare to speak loudly. Except for Aunt Yan's cries and begging sounds, there was no other sound in the hall.
Mrs. Xu saw Peng Youqin's expression of hesitation. If the master was indifferent to Aunt Yan's pleas, he would be really cold-hearted. The master was still hesitating, which meant that the bargaining chip was not enough. Mrs. Xu thought so There was no rush, she held the tea cup and drank quietly. Even if it was tasteless boiled water, she could taste the taste of Longjing at this time.
It’s also great to drink cold water when you feel better!
It feels really good to be in charge of someone's destiny.
Aunt Yan's begging and the frustration and hesitation in Peng Youqin's heart can be imagined. Aunt Yan has been with him since he was sold into the house when he was a child. Later, he became his wife and aunt, and later gave birth to his eldest son, who was also him. Peng Youqin dotes on her only son Xuan Geer after more than ten years of getting along with her, even more so than his first wife Xu.
But now she has made such a big mistake...
Peng Youqin didn't speak, Min Fangqi closed his eyes and rested, and Xu drank tea leisurely, turning a deaf ear to Aunt Yan's plea.
As for Xiao Ming, she also imitated Min Fangqi's example and kept her spirits up. She only wanted one result.
Fang Wei, the chief steward of the Peng Mansion, stood upright behind Peng Youqin, unavoidably frightened in his heart. Aunt Yan had been a powerful mistress for many years. She once interfered in the affairs of his outer courtyard, but now she fell down and became as big as the mud on the ground. Even more pitiful.
Different emotions such as pity, sympathy, relief, etc. flashed through Fang Wei's heart. After this battle, no one in this backyard can possibly touch his wife's status.
When the glass of water bottomed out, Mrs. Xu gently placed it on the table and turned to wink at Lan Yi. Lan Yi proudly withdrew again; not long after, she led a woman in with her head tied up.
When Aunt Yan saw the woman, she became even more panicked. Her plea for mercy was stuck in her throat, and she stared at the visitor with wide eyes.
Peng Youqin was in a state of irritation and was too lazy to move his eyelids. When he saw the person coming, he could only assume that it was the servant girl who wanted to see Mrs. Xu. , I was just annoyed to come, why did you come in?
So he asked in a bad tone: "Who is here? What do you want to report?"
The woman was so frightened that she knelt down in front of Peng Youqin, lowered her head, and said tremblingly: "Back to the master, this servant is the cook in the small kitchen in the west courtyard. Last night, my aunt asked me to steam a bowl of egg custard. I also saw Bao Bao." Jane sent it to the eldest son’s room.”
The timidity in the woman's trembling voice could be heard. As soon as she said this, she attracted the attention of everyone in the room. Min Fangqi opened his eyes and glanced at Xiao Ming appreciatively.
"What?"
Peng Youqin was so angry that he stood up and looked at Aunt Yan in disbelief. There was anger in his eyes, but more importantly, disappointment: "Ms. Yan, what else do you have to say?"
Xiao Ming once said that Brother Xuan was allergic to yam and eggs, but Yan actually gave Brother Xuan yam and eggs, swearing that Brother Xuan had no allergies, and falsely accused Xiao Ming and Mrs. Xu. What's the purpose?
He can't believe it?
People who were once timid and kind can become so vicious.
Aunt Yan was panicked and hurriedly denied: "Master, the slave family did not let brother Xuan eat the egg custard. It was this slave who framed me."
"Pa!" Aunt Yan's eyes flashed fiercely, and she slapped the cook firmly: "You, a slave, framed me, and you will die a good death."
"No, slave. It was really my aunt who asked my slave to steam a bowl of egg custard last night!" The cook lowered her head lower, and there was blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, which showed how cruel Aunt Yan's slap was.
"You still dare to quibble." Aunt Yan raised her hand to hit her again.
"That's enough." Peng Youqin yelled, looking at her as if she were a stranger, "Tian Baozhen."
Aunt Yan's body softened and she sat on the ground without any image.
There was no suspense about the outcome. Baozhen did not retain much loyalty to his master and confessed everything he knew. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Good Doctor", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~
