"Miss, just feel sorry for me. Go back and see him. Isn't it because he cares about you? Can you bear to let him torment you like this? At any rate... at any rate, you have also liked me for ten years..." Xiaomei at this time
I have basically concluded that her young lady has changed her mind, but she is still trying to persuade her out of sympathy for my uncle.
"Xiaomei, I really don't have time to discuss this with you. How about this? After I finish my work today, I will make time to see him. Please let me go first. I really won't be able to make it in time. Good Xiaomei, please
"Yueyue has always felt that Zhao Changyuan is a half-grown child, and sometimes does things willfully and childishly. He is so tormented just because he wants to surrender and turn around. If she is soft-hearted this time, he will follow Zhao Yong in the future.
This was a bad way to deal with her. So she told herself not to be soft-hearted. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he would naturally stop trying and let him go.
"Miss, please don't embarrass Xiaomei. Xiaomei was almost punished by the master yesterday. If I let you go today, you will definitely not see Xiaomei when you come back tonight. Please be kind and listen to the master and his wife for once. Wait for them for a while.
I will personally come and take you back when I have time. Xiaomei is going to work first. Miss, please have a good rest..." Xiaomei is in a dilemma. She doesn't want to offend the miss, but she dare not disobey the master and his wife. After weighing the pros and cons, she still chooses to wait for the time being.
Sorry, miss.
When Yueyue heard what she said, she knew that it was useless to beg her again. Hearing her footsteps walking away outside the door, Yueyue sat down on the ground, leaning against the door, feeling extremely depressed. She was once again
Imprisoned.
Pan Zhuqing was still waiting for the arrival of the beautiful figure he was longing for in his heart. After three o'clock, he gradually became a little anxious. Could it be that after thinking about it last night, she decided not to see him again? Probably not, she didn't look like that
A young woman. Then she thought again, could something have happened on the road?
Waiting left and right was not an option, and time kept crawling over his skin with uneasiness. Finally, he decided to walk along the road to Yang's Mansion and meet him all the way.
There was no sign of Yang Yiyi until he reached the gate of Yang Mansion. He stayed there, thinking about it, not knowing what to do. If he just went back to the Yamen, what would he do if something happened to her on the way?
?still……
He was not a person who acted impulsively, but he still took steps and walked towards the steps of Yang Mansion's gate.
"Madam, my husband is about to go out. Today, I will thank you for your hard work and send Yiyi to the Zhao Mansion." Yang Guodong walked out of the main room with a big belly. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell his wife to return his daughter to her husband's family.
.
Mrs. Yang sent him out: "Hey, sir, don't worry, I will go to Yiyi's room to take her out in a moment."
Before he had even taken a few steps, the servant Xiao Liuzi came up to him in a hurry: "Master! Sir Pan, please see me!"
Yang Guodong asked loudly: "Master Pan? Which Master Pan?"
Liuzi replied: "Oh, it's the eldest young master of the Pan family, Mr. Pan Zhuqing."
When he heard this name, Yang Guodong just felt a little strange. He and Pan Zhuqing had never had a close relationship, and their relationship with his father Pan Yu was only official, and they rarely interacted with each other in private. When Pan Zhuqing was a child, he visited Yang with his father.
He has never set foot in this house since he was an adult except for the one time he proposed marriage. How could he come here today when he is so good?
But Mrs. Yang was stunned by the name. Xiaomei's words were replayed in her ears. Her daughter once chased Pan Zhuqing across the street... Now that he is here, could it... could it really be...
For my daughter?
"Invitation!" There were all the guests passing by, not to mention the visit of the son of a high-ranking official at that time. There was no reason to be negligent. Yang Guodong hurriedly greeted him. As soon as he saw the majestic figure, he shouted with a smile on his face.
He greeted him and said, "Master Pan, it's such an honor to come to my humble home!"
"Uncle Yang! I happened to be passing by today. I thought that my uncle might still be in the house, so I hurriedly came to visit. I don't know if it disturbed the uncle, but it was really disturbing." Pan Zhuqing didn't think of the reason for visiting until he stepped into Yang's house, and he bumped into her face to face.
When he met Yang Guodong, he could only make casual greetings based on his many years of social experience.
"Anyway, I don't know how happy you are to come see me. Come in and have tea. Xiaoya, prepare tea!" Yang Guodong affectionately led Pan Zhuqing into the main room.
After all, they were both officials in the court, so the two men quickly found a topic and chatted together. Pan Zhuqing's mind was flexible, and even if he was absent-minded at the moment, he could easily deal with a big boss like Yang Guodong.
Mrs. Yang retreated to the door early and quietly watched the uninvited guest.
When Pan Zhuqing came to propose marriage, Mrs. Yang had been thinking about her daughter. This young man was better than Zhao Changyuan in terms of appearance, family status, conversation and behavior, and how he treated others. Mrs. Yang had one advantage that was better than that of ordinary women and children.
Even she didn't believe in such evil things as controlling the husband and the wife. So at that time, she almost tried to persuade her daughter to shift her thoughts from Zhao Changyuan to Pan Zhuqing. However, her daughter almost threatened death at that time, so she had to give up this idea.
.
But now, what went wrong? After all, her daughter and Zhao Changyuan are already married. If she gets into such shady things with Pan Zhuqing again, where is her daughter's face? Where is the prestige of the Yang family? She cannot stand by and watch, she must stop it.
My daughter jumped into the fire pit! Thinking of this, she turned around and walked towards Yang Yiyi's boudoir.
"Madam!" Xiaomei saw Mrs. Yang coming, and she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. Take the young lady back to the Zhao Mansion quickly! Let her uncle look at the young lady, and she can breathe a sigh of relief.
Mrs. Yang asked: "Well! The lady hasn't been out, has she?"
"Yes ma'am, the young lady has been in the house the whole time and has never come out."
"Okay, open the door."
With a "crack", the copper lock was opened. Mrs. Yang pushed the door open and entered. She looked around and screamed in surprise: "Where is the person? Didn't he say he never came out?"
Xiaomei and several other maids were so frightened that they followed them and were stunned. There was no sign of the young lady in the empty room.
"Still stunned! Come and find me quickly!" Mrs. Yang yelled angrily and kicked everyone out to look for someone.
A minute later, the closet door opened with a creak. Gong Yueyue climbed out, walked to the door and looked at what was going on outside. No one was around. She smiled with satisfaction and slipped away lightly.
Got out.
"Master! Master! It's not good." The maids turned the entire Yang mansion upside down, but no trace of Yang Yiyi was found. Mrs. Yang was anxious, knowing that if she didn't inform her husband about this, she would be in trouble.
As soon as he left, he ignored Pan Zhuqing's presence and hurriedly ran into the main room and shouted to Yang Guodong: "Yiyi... Yiyi slipped away."
After hearing this, Yang Guodong was so angry that he almost scalded himself to death with a mouthful of tea. His eyes widened and he yelled at the top of his lungs: "What's going on? Aren't the doors locked? How could you let her escape? You
What do you women do for a living? You can't even look down on a girl!" (To be continued)