The night was vast, and the lights in a small courtyard of Guhou Mansion were dim.
Murong was wrapped in old clothes, curled up in the recliner, and stared blankly at the charcoal basin in front of her.
The charcoal basin was almost extinguished, and the room was cold and gloomy.
Not far away, two women were sitting, leaning on each other and dozing off. From time to time they would open their eyes, glance at her with boredom, and murmur in a low voice: "Should I sleep or not? It's really annoying to torment people."
Murong heard it, but was too lazy to pay attention.
She has made many noises these days, but it is of no use at all. The ridicule and suppression she gets only get worse.
She looked at her old clothes and saw that she didn't have any new clothes to wear.
She used to make a lot of new clothes every year and every season, and she couldn't wear them all.
But now she couldn't take one out, so the mother-in-law said directly: "Don't go out, don't waste it."
"You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, but the government spends so much money every year. Where does it come from?"
"If you pawn and sell these clothes, it will bring you a lot of money. At least it will be enough for you, right?"
She had a dowry, and she often used her parents' money to subsidize them, but...
Murong covered her eyes with her hands to hide her tears.
Why are these people so vicious?
Suddenly there were footsteps at the door.
The two women were too lazy to move. No one would come to see Murong anyway. They must have other things to do.
When the door opened, the steward took a quick look, and then cursed angrily: "You two ignorant bitches, how come you don't know how to pick them up when the eldest lady is here?"
The two women were startled and quickly got up to pick them up.
Murong just curled up on the recliner.
When she was in trouble, she became more alert. She always felt that the grandma in charge was scolding her for not picking up Mrs. Gu.
But I'm too lazy to worry about it, it's come to this anyway.
Mrs. Gu walked in slowly.
She was surrounded by many young, beautiful and well-dressed wives and maids.
She herself even wore precious tapestry mink fur and precious sapphire headdress.
The plain white face looked proud of the spring breeze, and the two long and curved eyebrows almost flew into the temples.
"Ninth brother and sister, let me see you."
Mrs. Gu walked up to Murong and looked at her condescendingly: "How are you these days?"
Murong's eyes moved and she looked at the two women.
The two women were so frightened that they shrunk smaller and smaller, looking at her and smiling flatteringly.
Murong looked at Mrs. Gu again: "You ask me how I am doing?"
Mrs. Gu said pitifully: "Yes, I have been too busy to take care of you. I had wanted to come over for a long time, but I was delayed."
She looked at the people waiting around and said calmly: "It's not like I didn't ask. I heard they said you can eat, sleep, and don't make any noise, so I felt relieved. This person just wants to accept his fate."
The two women's waists straightened up instantly.
Doesn't Mrs. Gu's words mean that they are right?
Murong sneered: "Get out!"
"I think you are not completely stupid. Look, you are quite smart now. How could you be here now if you were like this earlier?"
Mrs. Gu waved her hand and ordered everyone to go down: "Listen well, I came to see you, not to quarrel with you or get scolded or angry by you. Your father is dead."
Murong was stunned for a while before she understood. She stood up in disbelief: "What did you say?"
"I said your father is dead." Mrs. Gu said gently: "Your condolences!" (To be continued)