Chapter 4 Discussion
When Wang Yan and his wife left, the smile on Mrs. Do you want to embarrass me, Mr. Xie, or do you want to embarrass the Wu Palace? ”
She scolded him repeatedly and never gave Xie Fengyue a chance to speak.
Xie Fengyu couldn't hold back his anger and kicked her hard on the arm: "You are a lowly idiot who killed my grandma, but you also made my Xie family embarrassed."
Xie Fengyue was caught off guard and kicked to the ground. She lowered her eyes to cover the coldness in her eyes and endured it.
Seeing the silent look, Xie Fengyu became even more angry, and she raised her palms high.
"Yu'er, don't slap me in the face." Mrs. Xie said coldly while drinking tea.
She snorted coldly, picked up the tender flesh on her arm with her fingers and pinched it hard, with a ferocious expression: "You actually dare to embarrass my Xie family in the name of being a direct descendant of the Xie family. How dare you!"
She pinched her fingertips until it hurt and then let go. The girls quickly laid out a mat for her and poured hot tea.
Xie Fengyue was so painful that tears rolled down her eyes and she argued in a low voice: "The husband of the Wang family and I did not ride together."
"Bang" Xie Fengyue smashed the tea cup to the ground, and the hot tea splashed everywhere. Xie Fengyue moved his hand forward, and his bloody hands were red again.
She hissed in pain.
Xie Fengyu sneered and said: "Do you think that becoming a direct descendant of my Xie family will give you a chance to climb high?
There are countless girls from the Xie family branch. I gave you this opportunity to fly up a branch and become a phoenix because of your obedience.
But you haven’t become a phoenix yet, yet you dare to cling to your foreigner and humiliate me, the lintel of the Xie family, haha~”
Seeing that her daughter was almost losing her temper, Mrs. Xie spoke up at the right time: "Yue'er, you are a smart person. Since you agreed to marry into the Wu Palace for the Xie family in exchange for my guarantee that your parents and family would reach Lingnan safely, you should know what to ask for." You should pay more attention to what comes. ”
She paused and said, "Look at your shameful appearance now. How can you show the integrity of a girl from a noble family?" She took a sip of tea and continued with a weird look on her face: "You were kidnapped by a thief. Do you still have your virginity?"< br>
Xie Fengyue didn't expect that she would ask this question. She raised her eyes and looked at Mrs. Xie, with aggrieved eyes and humiliation in her eyes: "The world can tell, I never got off the carriage and those thieves didn't even know what I looked like!"
Xie Fengyu was suspicious: "If you didn't go down, how could my grandma go down?"
Speaking of Grandma Hua Xie Fengyue, her tone was mournful: "It was Grandma who went down to deal with it for me. She didn't let me get out of the car because she wanted to preserve the integrity of the surname Xie."
Xie Fengyu didn't believe a word of it in the first half. She knew Aunt Hua's temperament, but if it was for the Xie family, she might be brave enough.
Mrs. Xie looked at her with some inquiry in her eyes: "This happened because of you, and Aunt Hua died because of you. You don't have to go back to the yard, go to the ancestral hall and carve a few volumes of the Sutra for her."
Hearing this, Xie Fengyue looked at her hands and sneered in her heart.
These people don't care about a mother's life or death, they just want to use this matter to punish her.
Compared to Xie Fengyu's straightforward beating and scolding, Madam Xie's move was more than a few points better.
The engraving she was talking about was carving on bamboo slips rather than copying on paper. Although paper is precious these days, the paper produced by the Tang family in Beihai can be enough for ordinary people to chew for a year, but this is the Xie Mansion and Qian'an. The second clan of the dynasty.
Xie Fengyue lowered her eyes and suppressed the malice in her heart before she responded in a low voice.
Immediately, two rough nuns came to help her up, but Xie Fengyu suddenly said: "No, just carve it here, I want to watch her carve it in person!"
Mrs. Xie stood up and was about to leave. She glanced at her daughter and said, "There are many people here, so don't overdo it."
Xie Fengyu looked around and sneered: "These are all slaves of my Xie family. If anyone dares to say anything nonsense, I will pull out their tongues."
Everyone immediately shrank like quails.
The wound on Xie Fengyue's hand cracked again because of the carving. She exerted force on her hand and the wound cracked, but within a moment the blood flowed along the carving knife on the bamboo slip.
Xie Fengyu smiled wantonly: "After seducing my brother, you still want to seduce the husband of the Wang family? That's the Langya Wang family. I have to tiptoe to reach it. You, a mere side branch girl, dare to dream of using the art of foxy charm to reach the sky in one step? What a wishful thinking!"
At this moment, a male voice came from the corridor: "Brother Yi, I haven't seen you in three years since we parted ways in Kyoto. I must have a good drink today."
The door curtain moved.
Xie Fengyu looked stiff: "Brother, why are you back?"
When Xie Jin's eyes fell on Xie Fengyue, who was engraved in the slip, he frowned: "What's going on?"
On the other hand, Young Master Yan behind him looked at the miserable girl with amusement on his face.
"Sister Yue is carving the Rebirth Sutra for Aunt Hua." After she finished speaking, she added some details about Xie Fengyue's death, including how she had a deep relationship with Aunt Hua and how she was killed. She was so heartbroken that she allowed Xie Fengyue to write it here. After hearing this, Xie Jin said in a condensed voice: "Then we have to let her heal her injury first. Her hand is so badly injured now, why do you still let her carve it?" He gently took Xie Fengyue's hand, his eyes full of joy. Feeling distressed.
This scene pierced Xie Fengyu's lungs again. In the past, her brother relied on her in everything and never blamed her in the slightest. But since Xie Fengyue came, her brother's heart has turned sideways.
She bit her lip with an angry look on her face: "Then my grandma died for her in vain? Now she is just carving a few volumes of the Purana Sutra."
Xie Fengyue realized that if she didn't speak again, Xie Jin would be shaken and make her comply.
Her eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, just let me engrave it. My hand is fine." While speaking, her palms were pressed hard, and the blood flowed even more happily.
Xie Jin lowered his eyes and saw the blood on the bamboo slips, then looked at Xie Fengyu and said hesitantly: "Otherwise, it will be less today."
"Aren't you going to drink with me here today?" Wang Yan suddenly asked.
Xie Jin then spoke hurriedly: "You go back today and then engrave it tomorrow."
Seeing that things were not going as she wanted, Xie Fengyu glared at Xie Fengyue, threw up her sleeves and left.
Fine snow fell rustling outside the window, like thousands of pear blossoms shaking off.
Xie Fengyue was woken up by the cold. When she opened her eyes, the pain on her forehead almost stopped her from pouting, and her throat was so dry that it hurt.
She fainted when she returned to Jinyuan, and the maids and grandmothers in the entire courtyard seemed to be deaf, unable to hear Zhizhi's shouts. In the end, she had to break branches and run back and forth to find a medical boy to bandage her wounds.
When she woke up, the room was empty.
The charcoal basin beside the wall had long been extinguished, and the whole room was as cold as an ice cellar.
Occasionally, you can still hear the loud laughter of the maids and grandmothers coming from the ear room.
Xie Fengyue had to think about it. Once Aunt Hua died, the people she brought would have to start cleaning up.
In the past, any news in the yard would be leaked to the public, and everyone would show off more impressively than her master.
Just as she was thinking about it, Zhi Zhi pushed the door open and walked in.
The air-conditioning outside the room rushed in instantly, making her sneeze from the cold.
"Girl, quickly cover yourself up with the quilt. The doctor said you should avoid the cold now." Zhezhi put down the basket in his hand and quickly stepped forward to support her.
Xie Fengyue lay down obediently, her eyes falling on the pot of dark coals. The color looked like the charcoal fire used by the servants in the palace. When burning, the smell was very strong, and the smoke could choke people's eyes.
Zhezhi followed her gaze and stamped his feet angrily: "When I went to collect the quota, the steward of the warehouse said that there were distinguished guests in the mansion, and the charcoal fire was provided in the front yard.
The servant had no choice but to borrow some charcoal from a friend. Now that the girl had survived the disaster and was so seriously injured, the lady didn't even send a doctor! Even”
"You even asked me to go to the ancestral hall?" Xie Fengyue joked.
Zhe Zhi puffed up his cheeks angrily, "The girl still has the heart to joke!"
"Pfft."
"Girl! You. You are so."
Xie Fengyue almost cried when she looked at Zhe Zhi, and then she comforted her: "Okay, your girl is not made of dough. Now that she has killed Grandma Hua, she can no longer just rely on Xie Dalangjun like before. He's so unreliable that I might as well rely on myself."
As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, and the bruised bruises on her smooth jade arms were particularly obvious.
"Let's go. Doesn't Mrs. Xie value face the most? Then I will give her a good face today."
Zhezhi was confused: "Where are you going? You just rested for a while, and you still need to rest because of your injuries."
Xie Fengyue stretched out her bandaged hand. The medical boy's poorly done bandage was very superficial, and the exposed skin was still red. In severe cases, there were even blisters.
"The iron must be struck while it's hot, let's go to the front hall."
Wang Yan’s cousin Yizhi is taken from Wang Xizhi’s cousin
Xie Fengyue’s small character Lingjiang is taken from Xie Daoyun’s small character
(End of chapter)