The wet nurse took two steps forward and came to the madam, calming her voice to comfort her.
"Miss, don't think too much, it's not a big deal if there are no grapes."
More water seemed to flow out of the lady's mouth, and the water stains on the ground spread like tentacles in the shadows.
"Nanny..."
The wet nurse continued to step forward and pressed against the lady's white flesh. There was a sticky sound of water under her feet, but she didn't care at all.
"Miss, Putao is just a bitch, please calm down, miss..."
Putao stood there in a daze and didn't move. She seemed to be lacking in response, and she seemed to be standing there waiting for something, or expecting something.
The wet nurse started to show her teeth and scream at Mo Zhenzhen.
"Kill Putao! You bastard, why don't you kill Putao!"
Mo Zhenzhen wiped away her tears (none) and sobbed, her posture was weak and frightened, like a weak woman who was really frightened.
Mo Zhenzhen doesn't want to continue to get involved. They seem to have become more alienated. Perhaps the one they want to kill is themselves.
Mo Zhenzhen was actually not sure, but she didn't want to take any chances.
The water stains like tentacles spread to the front of Putao. The lady was murmuring the name of Putao. Putao did not move. She just stood there blankly, staring at the lady with her empty eyes. There was even a smile on his face.
But from Mo Zhenzhen's perspective, she couldn't see the change in Putao's expression.
Before the water stains actually touched the grapes, the wet nurse moved.
Like a gust of wind, she crossed the barrier of the bookcase and came to the grape. Her expression was ferocious and terrifying. As soon as her wild beast-like claws touched the grape, the grape shattered.
Mo Zhenzhen, who was kneeling on the ground, felt her eyes blur. She felt the temperature change again and Aunt Liu's doubtful voice.
"Grape, why are you sitting on the ground?"
Mo Zhenzhen looked up and saw Aunt Liu standing three or four steps away, tilting her head and looking at her.
The surrounding scene is familiar and unfamiliar. This is the yard where the lady lives, but it is not. The yard, which originally had no vegetation, is planted with many flowers, plants and trees for closing. It is the late spring, and these flowers, plants and trees have grown young. The buds make the yard look prosperous.
Mo Zhenzhen stood up from the ground silently, and then patted the ashes on her body. Aunt Liu stood watching from a distance, and she no longer had the same enthusiasm as before.
Su Xiaozhen was standing behind Mo Zhenzhen. She was also very surprised why Mo Zhenzhen knelt down on the ground in the blink of an eye. She blinked and looked at Mo Zhenzhen, and then looked past Mo Zhenzhen at Liu in front of her. Auntie, after taking one last look at the yard, she had a nervous look on her face.
Maybe there were too many things that she didn't understand, so the rebellious little girl Su Xiaozhen also became cautious.
While dusting herself off, Mo Zhenzhen also sorted out the current situation.
Mo Zhenzhen did not ignore Aunt Liu's name for herself. She called herself Putao, which meant that her current identity was most likely that of the little maid named Putao.
What is the final outcome of Putao? Did she become the concubine of 'Master Qiao' like Aunt Liu? Or has she always been just a maid? How many identities does Putao have?
Mo Zhenzhen really didn't want to talk when nothing was certain. She wanted to watch the changes in the situation silently and collect information silently. Her own safety was always the first priority.
But it was obviously not possible now. Aunt Liu was standing not far away waiting for her.
Mo Zhenzhen took five seconds to take care of herself, and then smiled like Putao and talked to Aunt Liu.
"Why are you still impatient?"
Aunt Liu frowned after hearing this, and then said in a solemn voice.
"Auntie, be careful, I'm not familiar with you."
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her eyes, put a '√' on one of the lines she guessed, and then followed Aunt Liu's words.
"Is Aunt Liu turning her back on you? We have the friendship of serving Madam together."
Aunt Liu's face became worse and worse.
"Don't mention Madam, why do you have the nerve to mention Madam!"
Aunt Liu seemed to be anxious and even more angry, so Mo Zhenzhen took this opportunity to test her.
"Why can't I mention it? Aunt Liu also climbed into 'Master's' bed. What's the difference between us?"
Aunt Liu frowned and subconsciously wanted to refute, but the rebuttal stuck in her throat and her expression became confused.
Mo Zhenzhen carefully discerned Aunt Liu's expression and continued.
"Aunt Liu, or Aunt Liu, Madam treats you well, but you betrayed Madam and climbed into my uncle's bed. I don't know why Grandma didn't tear you to pieces."
Aunt Liu's expression was dazed and painful for a moment. She seemed to be struggling and murmured in her mouth.
"Mommy..."
Mo Zhenzhen didn't have any more temptations, this was just right.
She wanted to see something in a piece of thick paper, to see how many layers were glued together.
And the result left her stunned.
The struggle in Aunt Liu's expression disappeared, she began to become stable, and the words in her mouth became clearer.
"...Mom is dead. She was sealed in a dry well and starved to death..."
The expression on Aunt Liu's face changed from blank to coquettish, just like it was at the beginning, like a tree that was not so straight, but very charming.
Aunt Liu...or Aunt Liu smiled at Mo Zhenzhen. She became enthusiastic towards Mo Zhenzhen again, but the struggle in her eyes broke out at this moment, making her even a bit ferocious!
This explosion only lasted for a second, and then Aunt Liu became Aunt Liu again, except that a card fell from the air and landed lightly on the ground.
Mo Zhenzhen's eyes were fixed on the card. Aunt Liu saw it and raised her eyebrows in confusion. Then she bent down and picked up the card. She looked at both sides and said with a smile.
"What is this? It looks pretty and expensive."
Mo Zhenzhen knew that thing. It was a prop card, a prop card only owned by players!
Mo Zhenzhen's eyes slowly moved away from the prop card, and finally fell on Aunt Liu.
"Do you know what this is?"
Aunt Liu shook her head. Seeing that Mo Zhenzhen seemed interested in this thing, she walked over and handed the card to Mo Zhenzhen with a smile.
"Do you like this thing? If you like it, I would like to give it to you."
Mo Zhenzhen reached out and took the card.
Mo Zhenzhen was observing Aunt Liu, she took every step slowly, and she was observing her attitude.
But Aunt Liu's expression remained the same, and she even had a little doubt because of Mo Zhenzhen's hesitation.
Is Aunt Liu a player? Are they her teammates?
Mo Zhenzhen lowered her head and looked at the prop card in her hand, feeling a little heavy.
