Wen Yao does not deny the value of Zilan, but she doesn't need it.
Zilan's heart was full of mixed emotions, and she didn't know what she was feeling.
Wen Yao had already entered, but Zilan was so distracted that she missed the opportunity to communicate in time.
Wen Yao was eating fruit and drinking tea, waiting for the good news. Thinking of Wen Yao's ruined reputation, she was so happy that she wanted to dance.
She would not let Wen Yao die, but would let her be abandoned by everyone and fall into the mire and look up at herself. That look in her eyes was so sad, angry, desperate, helpless and pitiful that it made her laugh just thinking about it.
But Wen Yao fell from the sky and appeared in front of her. Wen Yao didn't know how to react for a moment. The remaining smile on her face looked particularly deformed and ridiculous.
Wen Yao smiled, leaned over to look at her, gently touched her face, and said in a gentle voice: "My good sister, are you disappointed that I'm not dead?"
"No, no, I didn't. Sister, are you okay?"
Wen Nuan's heart was about to burst out of her chest. Such a big sister was more terrifying than slapping her twice.
"It's okay, what can happen to me? I'm fine, but you, Sixth Sister, don't look so good. You have such a pale face, you're so distressed!"
Nuan Nuan swallowed and wanted to laugh but couldn't.
"I have suffered so many losses, but I still don't have a long memory. It seems that the lesson is not enough. Very good. Today you give me a big gift, and I will return you a bigger gift tomorrow. I look forward to what my big sister will give you.
Give it a gift."
Wen Yao stood up and didn't ask any more questions. Her thoughts were all shown on her face, so there was no need to ask.
Wen Yao walked to the door, turned around and said: "Accept the fact as soon as possible, Sixth Sister, you are really good, you are so good, you want to fight with me?
You still have to practice for decades before you can barely be considered my opponent. Just relying on the way you have been doing at home since you were a child, and trying to make a living outside, you are looking down on everyone in the world, and you are also looking down on me, my eldest sister."
Wen Yao finally left. Wen Wen took a deep breath and felt like he was alive again.
Zilan asked her concernedly: "Miss Sixth, are you okay?"
As a result, she received a slap from Nuan Nuan: "She came in, why didn't you stop her?"
Zilan felt aggrieved: "I didn't have time. I'm sorry, miss. It's all my fault."
"Of course it's your fault, useless slave. I'm going to be bullied to death by her. Are you all dead if you just ignore me?"
Zi Lan is speechless, who dares to take care of them?
Even the eldest lady doesn't dare to take care of her. The eldest lady is the god of the Wen family. Who dares to disobey?
But she didn't dare to say it. She knew that what Wen Nuan needed now was to vent, and she could only endure it.
After being beaten, Wen Nuan was tired and went back to the house to rest. Only then did Zi Lan dare to get up and go back to her room to heal her wounds alone.
Another maid, Ziyu, came in with a distressed look on her face: "Zilan, did Miss Six hit you again? Hey, when did this kind of day end?"
Zilan didn't say anything. You knew I was beaten, but you didn't try to persuade me. It was just a matter of course to protect yourself. She had to bear Miss Sixth's anger alone.
The slaves who follow their master and warm the courtyard are also selfish and have their own thoughts.
Ziyu handed her a medicine bottle: "This is the best red medicinal oil. You apply it on the wound and it will be much better tomorrow. Zilan, it's not that I don't help you, but I don't have the ability."
This medicinal oil was given to me by Sister Zhiqin, and I gave it to you, which is worthy of our many years of friendship."
Zi Lan suddenly raised her head: "Why did Zhiqin give you such a good thing? Are you..."
Ziyu's face was full of disdain: "Zilan, you are really stupid. Miss Sixth's temper is obviously not a wise master. Although we are slaves, we are also maids who have grown up with her, so naturally we are a little bit dissatisfied."
Ordinary affection.
Look at Sister Zhiqin, how did the eldest lady treat them?
Not to mention being beaten, I was not even reprimanded for a few harsh words. I heard that the eldest lady prepared a thousand taels for their dowry, a small farm, and two shops. These are comparable to small landowners in the countryside. Whose master is this?
Are you so nice to your maid?"
"What do you think of us? We are in the same world. I don't ask the eldest lady to accept me. The key is that they don't want us. I just hope that when I want to get married in the future, the eldest lady can help me talk. I have a little
I hope Miss Six’s character is matched with a servant, man, wouldn’t our life be over?”
Ziyu wants to seek refuge with Wen Yao, but as the saying goes, he doesn't need her, so she can only endure it here.
Zilan's face was gloomy and she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Just take care of yourself. Don't betray me because of the sisterly love we have had for so many years. I also believe you are not that kind of person. Do you need me to help you apply medicine?"
"No, thank you."
"Hey, you're welcome. Of the four maids, we are the only ones left. I don't know what will happen in the future."
How did those two maids die? Zilan didn't dare to think deeply.
…
Wen Yao returned to her yard, her cold eyes silenced the slaves. Who made the eldest lady so angry?
"Has the young master written back?"
Zhiqin said: "No, the shopkeeper of the Yangzhou branch reported half a month ago that the eldest young master has already set off, but the eldest young master has not written a letter."
Wen Yao sneered: "That's very good. I'm a good sister who cares about him. You have someone check where he has gone. Count the days and it's time to come back."
And the boy today, have you found out who he is?"
Zhiqin said: "It was someone from outside who knocked out the servant in the house and changed his clothes. He took advantage of it."
Wen Yao was surprised: "How did someone from outside enter the inner house? Besides, if you are not a familiar person, it is impossible for you to enter the house. Let's find out."
"Yes, I will continue to investigate."
"You go down first, I'll calm down for a while."
Wen Yao went to the study, was silent for a while, wrote a few letters, and sent them out at dawn. Wen Yao would know what real pain is.
As soon as he returned to the inner room, undressed and rested, someone knocked on the window. Wen Yao sighed and opened the window, revealing Yuan Rui's handsome face.
Holding Wen Yao tightly, Yuan Rui was worried to death: "Why didn't you come to me for such a big matter?"
"Why are you looking for me? Want to kiss and hug me for comfort? Master, I was the one who was assassinated. Why do you look so worried and frightened? Isn't this a good thing for me? Some thieves have been expected of me."
Yuan Rui let go, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Okay, I'm here to ask for comfort. I can't sleep without looking at you. The secret guard found that the suspicious master was beside you and was transferred away. Those wanted criminals are just
What's on the surface, but the real power lies in the dark.
Fortunately, you are smart and asked Mr. Zhao for help. I didn’t even think of asking Dali Temple for help. Yaoyao is so smart. Give me a kiss and comfort my worried heart."