Wen Yingsheng is beautiful. Her beauty is not offensive at all. She is like a gentle and submissive white jade flower that can be crushed and kneaded by anyone. Especially among the maids, she is a pleasing existence at a glance. , and can control it at will, as if she could be folded down and placed in a vase, and would not dare to wither without the master's instructions.
At this moment, the eldest son suddenly spoke, causing the whole flower and its branches to tremble.
Wen Ying subconsciously raised her head and bumped into the eldest son's meaningful eyebrows. Before she had time to figure out why the eldest son said this, the next moment the eldest son suddenly said: "After today, come to my room to serve me."
He tilted his head slightly to look at her: "It's just that I'm a bit ambitious. Remember to stay safe in the future."
Wen Ying's eyes suddenly narrowed, and she suspected that she might have made a mistake.
But seeing that the eldest young master didn't look like he was joking, and even seemed a bit disgusted with her so-called "ambition", she froze on the spot and almost couldn't breathe.
But the eldest son was very displeased when he saw her hesitant reaction. He seemed to be confused about why she hesitated. He opened his thin lips lightly, with an obvious threat: "You don't want to?"
He showed her favor and was willing to give her a status, but how dare she refuse?
Lu Cong's whole body exuded danger. He was approaching her, as if he would reach out and break her neck in the next moment.
Wen Ying was frightened, thinking that he was like the Third Young Master, who would get excited when he saw someone. She knelt down in front of him, her knees hitting the bluestone road with a muffled sound, and then her head fell to the ground. Smash, his voice was almost whimpering: "Young Master, spare your life."
Lu Cong only frowned more tightly, as if he didn't expect her to react so strongly.
His face was even more unhappy, but he also made excuses for her reaction: "Are you afraid that it will be difficult for Madam to explain? It doesn't matter, I can explain it for you."
"Master, I beg you to spare your life. This servant is so clumsy that I may not be able to serve you well. I ask you to take your life back, or... or choose someone else."
Wen Ying spoke out what was in her heart at once, her voice filled with tears.
She was really scared.
If the eldest son asked her to go over, she would rather go with the eldest girl.
This was the first time Lu Cong experienced the feeling of robbing a civilian girl. He looked coldly at Wen Ying, who was kneeling on the ground and shivering. But before he could speak, someone behind him called him: "Brother?"
Before he could turn around, he saw Wen Ying raise her head, her tearful eyes full of hope, as if she wanted to rush directly into the arms of the person behind him.
Lu Cong only clasped his hands behind his back and clenched his hands tightly, his Adam's apple rolling as he tried his best to digest the anger that swept over him.
But seeing Wen Ying's eyes looking at Lu Congjing, he later remembered that night, Wen Ying's body was burning hot, even though she couldn't bear the wind and rain, she tried her best to cooperate, and she just whispered in his ear while she was confused and confused. Call him—Second Young Master.
All her reactions were answered at this moment. The displeasure and confusion on Lu Congjing's face turned into mockery. As if he was watching a show, he turned sideways and exposed Wen Ying who was kneeling on the ground to Lu Congjing. before.
"Is something wrong?"
His eyebrows were slightly raised and he stood with his hands behind his back, which gave Lu Congjing the illusion that every step he took was stepping into his territory, and Wen Ying was the prey in his territory.
Wen Ying looked at the second young master and felt that he was like a god descending to earth. The second young master walked towards her under her gaze: "Brother, what is this?"
Lu Cong raised his eyebrows lightly: "I don't know."
An unknown smile appeared on his lips, and he lowered his head to look at her: "Are you afraid of me?"
Wen Ying was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak. She saw him slowly take a step closer to her. The next moment, his slender fingers fell on her head. The hair on her back stood up, and a sound that sounded like a smile but not a smile came from the top of her head. Come: "You want to go with him?"
These words were like hell, but Wenying didn't want to shake her head, let alone nod.
She swallowed her saliva and looked at the second young master with even more sincere eyes. She complained that the corridor was too long, and hoped that the second young master would walk faster and faster.
But the eldest son's pause seemed to be just to scare her, and then he pushed her, took his hand back, and sneered: "If you want to, just get out."
As if a drowning person was suddenly fished out, Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up and saw only the back of the eldest son. She couldn't care so much. She seemed to be afraid that the eldest son would regret it, so she hurriedly trotted over. Go to the Second Young Master.
When she got close to him again, she almost staggered, but fortunately she was held firmly by the second young master: "What did eldest brother tell you? You were so frightened like this."
Wen Ying slowly stood up and looked at the concerned look on the second young master's face towards her. She thought of what Wen Yan said last night. Could it be that the second young master really didn't want to admit his fault?
Feeling a little depressed in her heart, she lowered her head and walked beside the second young master.
After all, she is just a maid, and her master has the final say in everything she does. Even if the second young master really doesn't want her, what can she do?
But her heart ached, and she didn't know what she was thinking. She said angrily: "Just now, the eldest son said that he wanted to ask the madam to take a slave to serve him."
She thought, after all, she had served the second young master for one night. How could a gentleman like him be willing to ask the woman who had served him to serve his brother again?
When she said these words, she suddenly became nervous. She held on to a glimmer of hope that her words would inspire the second young master.
But when she looked up, she saw the second young master smiling at her as warmly as the spring breeze.
Then, his beautiful lips opened and closed: "This is very good."
