"The master of our family is the next head of the Zhao family, Mr. Zhao Gulian!"
Lin Mengya was thankful again that she didn't take another sip just now, otherwise she would have had to trouble Aunt Lan to clean her clothes.
Okay, she understands.
I bet the current situation is like enemies gathering together.
She does have a personal feud with the Zhao family.
But the only person who had ever fought with her, apart from the two elders of the Zhao family, was Zhao Gulian.
Moreover, she indirectly solved Zhao Gulian's cuckold mystery.
Alas, in short, this matter is really a coincidence.
Aunt Lan still looked at her gently and thoughtfully changed her to another cup of tea.
Several people in the room fell into silence for a while.
However, Aunt Lu and Xue'er thought Lin Mengya was scared, but what about her? She just didn't know how to open her mouth.
Why don't you tell them that your master is too cuckolded, so I'm afraid he won't be able to support you?
No! Then wouldn’t her identity have to be exposed?
What's more, the other party may not believe her words!
For a moment, she was a little confused.
If the other party knew that their thighs had been broken by her, how bullying would it look like for her?
However, this idea of tea-flavored tea only flashed through her mind.
Of course, she still prefers the feeling of crushing her enemies.
"Zhao Gulian? This name is a bit unfamiliar. Who is it? You haven't heard of it before?"
Aunt Lu across from me was so angry that she was shaking.
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If you haven’t heard of it, then she was so shocked just now!
"It seems that the madam is ignorant. However, my husband's reputation is not outstanding, but he has a promising brother. Elder Sanhui of the Presbyterian Church. Madam, you don't know what it means, right?"
Oops, Elder Sanhui is here!
Lin Mengya curled her lips inwardly.
That was so many years ago, and her Uncle Huo no longer cares about it, right?
"Oh - never heard of it, who is it?"
She still pretended to be dumbfounded. Aunt Lan covered her mouth, feeling in her heart that the little scoundrel Mr. Gong was simply too irritating.
"you you you you"
Xueer almost cried because of her anger.
Aunt Lu was the one who was more responsible. With a sullen face, she scooped the person up behind her.
"It seems that Madam is going to pretend to be stupid to the end. Forget it! Since Madam doesn't take our master seriously and despises the Presbyterian Church even more, I will report back to my old lady and let them come and argue with you in person."
With that said, he took Xueer's hand and left.
The latter also looked stunned, and then thought that if this was really the case, then she might still be able to be a concubine!
Concubine! That is the side wife. Although she still has to be subordinate to others, at least she cannot be disposed of at will.
This is much better than following her anonymously.
For a moment, Xueer's mood became even more joyful, and she almost urged Aunt Lu to go back and find someone.
But Aunt Lu knew better than she did.
The madam allows her to use the name of the master.
However, this does not mean that the master will stand up for an inconspicuous girl.
She deliberately gave the other person a step to get off, so she walked very slowly.
It's a pity that the man's voice of condolences was never heard from behind.
I can't help but feel a little anxious.
Lin Mengya looked at the two people dawdling jokingly.
I thought that with just that distance, I didn't know how long the other party could linger.
Just when she was having fun, she heard an "ouch" sound.
Then, Aunt Lu suddenly fell down and fell down in front of the door, like a big frog.
Aunt Lan also curled her lips, but still secretly tugged on Lin Mengya's sleeve.
Okay, now that we’ve seen the excitement, it’s time to do some serious business.
She cleared her throat, deliberately dawdling and said in surprise, "Oh, why did you fall? Auntie, go help the person up quickly, otherwise we will have to raise another one next time."
Aunt Lu's face turned red.
Although she has been a slave all her life, she has always lived a dignified life. Everyone in her family treats her with respect, and even her master is gentle and gentle to her.
But today, she lost all face!
Before Aunt Lan could step forward, Aunt Lu climbed up with Xueer's help.
But at this time, she also hated Lin Mengya very much.
"There is no need for you to pretend to be kind, madam! I will definitely report the matter to my master and my wife truthfully!"
"That's right." Lin Mengya nodded solemnly, "By the way, I would like to tell your husband and wife that the feng shui of this inn may conflict with your family. Otherwise, why would one of them fall down?"
"It's okay if you fall over your head, but if you break your neck, tsk, it's really dangerous!"
Aunt Lu's eyes darkened.
Who can shut up this mouth that deserves a beating?
But Lin Mengya had had enough of teasing, and immediately said, "Okay, you have made enough trouble today, and I have seen enough."
"Go back and tell your master that if you want me to take you in, you can. But you must follow my rules. Otherwise, everything will be discussed."
"Also, don't even think about using a backer to suppress me. Who doesn't have a few capable elders in their family who are out to fool around? In terms of big things,
Our legs are not thinner than yours!"
Aunt Lu was almost driven away by Lin Mengya.
Of course, Xue'er is the only one who is careless and only thinks about her own bright future.
Little did she know that she was the first unlucky person to be sacrificed.
After the two left angrily, the door to the inner room finally opened.
Aunt Fang and Uncle Huo sat in front of Lin Mengya with complicated expressions.
As soon as the two of them were about to speak, Lin Mengya overtook them.
"I'm not condoning adultery, nor am I soft-hearted. It's just that these people have a problem."
In fact, Aunt Fang and Uncle Huo were also a little suspicious.
From what they knew about Lin Mengya, she definitely wouldn't care about these two clowns. ??
She has a hundred ways to make these people never appear in front of her again.
But she chose the most troublesome one.
There must be a reason for everything.
"Then what should we do next? Should Xiao'er reveal something intentionally?" Aunt Fang tried to ask.
Lin Mengya cried tears of sympathy for Huo Xiao in her heart.
Is this still my mother?
Just let your son betray his lust so easily?
She shook her head, "No need. As long as we don't expose our identity for the time being, that Xue'er, she no longer poses any threat."
"I don't think that girl is that simple." Aunt Lan interjected at the right moment.
Judging from her years of experience, I am afraid that the other party is not the kind of person to calm down troubles.
But Lin Mengya touched her hairline.
"She won't live much longer. The poison has entered her body and there is no cure."
She is the ancestor who played drugs.
From the moment the other party entered the door, even though it was hidden in the strong scent of rouge, she was able to identify the poison in the other party immediately.
The system's alarm function also reminded her immediately.
That Xue'er, for some reason, applied a poison commonly known as "painted skin demon" externally.
Originally this thing was used to treat skin hyperplasia.
But even so, it has its own taboos.
One of them is not to touch bloody wounds.
If it must be used, it must be combined with some drugs, and the dosage is also extremely demanding.
The concentration remaining on Xue'er's body is enough for an adult to use all over his body.
Of course, this thing can also be used to rejuvenate your skin.
It just needs to be mixed with many other medicines to neutralize it, and it should not be applied for more than a quarter of an hour.
And you can’t wash it with water afterwards, you can only use a special one that has detoxification properties. Use effective potion to wash.
Just like Botox.
If used well, it is a beauty tool; if used improperly, it can be a murder weapon.
Xueer probably used too much, and did not use it according to the normal procedure. After that, she spent the night, so that the toxicity had spread to the whole body along with the blood.
Unless she took action, along with quite cumbersome steps and some rare medicinal materials, Xue'er's life could be saved.
But she couldn't control this matter, and she didn't want to.
If someone commits suicide, he or she must bear the consequences.
However, she felt strange.
The Painted Skin Demon is very effective, but its use is strict and cumbersome. Under normal circumstances, only high-ranking officials can use it.
Even if Xueer got it from her wife.
But this thing is very expensive, so her wife is so willing to give it up?
Also, doesn’t Xueer know the pros and cons of using it when her wife usually uses it?
Xueer cried and followed Aunt Lu back to the house where their wives were.
At this time, Song Xianrou had just finished her tedious skin care steps.
Although she is already in her early thirties, her icy skin is even fresher than Xue'er, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.
Zhao Gulian also loves her delicateness and freshness.
Especially when compared with the fierce women in his family, he felt that Song Xianrou was his favorite.
Little did they know that Song Xianrou's skin and flesh had taken countless efforts to cultivate.
And Song Xianrou attaches great importance to this know-how.
Except for a few old women over fifty years old, no one around her could find out her skin care secrets.
This was also one of the ways she used to prevent women younger than herself from climbing into the master's bed.
Especially for a girl like Xue'er, who is overthinking, she is even more guarded against her.
But in her opinion, this is for their own good.
The purpose of buying it was to serve themselves and Kuan'er. If they knew it, how could they concentrate on the work at hand?
She locked up everything carefully, and then placed everything in the box properly before letting Xue'er and Aunt Lu come in.
"How did things go?" she asked still gently.
Xue'er rushed forward and knelt down. She didn't see Song Xianrou at all and moved her position unconsciously.
But when Xue'er raised her head again with tears in her eyes, Song Xianrou's eyes were already full of sympathy.
"Please Madam, please make the decision for Xue'er! That lady is so cruel that she still wants to wait until the slave has passed the door and then deal with me quietly!"
