Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 80 Cong Huan, What Do You Want To Do With This Pot Of Dirty Water?
Yan Wanqing slept until the sun was up, and the noise in the yard was all whispered by the maids.

She stood up rubbing her swollen forehead, and shouted: "Congge..."

She yelled a few times but no one answered, she frowned slightly, found a piece of clothing to put on, just got up, and saw Cong Ge pushing the door in from the outside, with a red slap mark on her face.

She froze for a moment: "What's going on?"

Congge shook his head inexplicably, and then quickly stepped forward to help Yan Wanqing tidy up his clothes. During the tidying up process, he told all the things that happened in the yard early this morning.

Only then did Yan Wanqing realize that what happened last night was far more than that.

After Huaiyu arranged the servants in the courtyard yesterday, she went back to her room to rest, but what she didn't expect was to sleep until morning and found that Cong Huan was lying on her bed with disheveled clothes.

Cong Huan's pear blossom brought rain, and everyone cried over in the morning, asking Huaiyu to be responsible for her, Cong Ge asked her to get dressed, Cong Huan was reluctant, there was physical contact from time to time, and from Cong Huan He gave Congge a slap in the face.

Yan Wanqing was in a daze when she heard someone knocking on the door softly.

"Sister Congge, is the princess awake?"

Congge sighed, looked at Yan Wanqing and said, "I'm awake."

"My young master is waiting for the princess to save his life now, sister Congge, please hurry up." The servant beside Huaiyu outside the door spoke very eagerly.

Isn't it life-saving?

Yan Wanqing quickly put on her clothes, grabbed a cloak and opened the door.

People don't know what's going on with Huaiyu, but Yan Wanqing knows it very well, no matter what, it's impossible for her to attack Cong Huan, a little girl.

The early morning in Zhenguo Mansion was very lively. Sun Qinglian and Yan An went out to deliver Liu's criminal edict. Yan Wanqing didn't even have time to check on Fifth Sister's health, so she could only ask Congge on the way.

"Fifth Miss drank the soup made from thousand-year-old ginseng yesterday, and now she has fallen asleep peacefully. The doctor said that I will come and have a look at it in the afternoon."

The sun is shining today, the snow has started to melt, and the green grass leaves are gradually showing on the road.

Yan Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and rushed straight to Huaiyu's yard. Before she entered, she just stepped on the door when she heard a woman's shrill cry from inside.

"Anyway, the slave's family is a maid. The young master doesn't want to be responsible. The slave's house is not clean, and he is not worthy to serve the eldest lady right now. It's better to die, so as not to cause you trouble!"

As he spoke, he saw a delicate pink figure rushing out of the door, and slammed straight towards the stone wall of the courtyard door.

The speed was so fast that people couldn't react at all, even Huaiyu ran out of the door in two steps, not to mention Yan Wanqing who was a little dazed just after waking up.

Cong Huan closed his eyes tightly, gritted his teeth and slammed into the stone wall.

This momentum is not dead but also hurt.

But she couldn't let go of the child and couldn't hold onto the wolf. Right now, she couldn't complete the task assigned by the Seventh Prince, so she could only use this method of self-harm to attract more people's attention.

At that time, according to the eldest lady's temperament, it will definitely be impossible to marry this young master who has a rough private life, and the seventh prince will have a chance.

The abacus in Cong Huan's heart was crackling.

In an instant, seeing that she was about to succeed, a fiery red figure directly embraced her and threw her to the ground.

The moment Huaiyu saw the person, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I have you."

The man in red sneered, flew up to the eaves in place, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Only Cong Huan, who was sitting slumped on the ground, was obviously a little dazed.

Seeing her blushing cheeks and panting continuously, Yan Wanqing couldn't help but turn cold, pushed aside Congge's support, and stepped into the yard by herself.

"What are you talking about?"

As soon as Cong Huan heard the voice, he quickly looked at Yan Wanqing, and then tears fell from his eyes.

"Miss, I beg you to make the decision for Cong Huan!"

Yan Wanqing pursed her lips, and glanced at Huaiyu. Huaiyu's fists were clenched stiffly, and the buttons on her clothes were buttoned in the wrong place. Obviously, what happened in the morning really frightened her.

Seeing that she couldn't help lip-synching through the air, Yan Wanqing shook her head helplessly.

"What do you want me to do to you... huh?" Yan Wanqing slowly squatted down in front of Cong Huan, raised her chin with one hand, and looked at this picture of the betrayal in her previous life that made her feel so painful. On her face, she showed a beautiful smile.

Cong Huan subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but Yan Wanqing pinched her chin firmly, not allowing her to shrink back.

"Miss... it hurts!" Cong Huan couldn't help but shouted.

Yan Wanqing smiled: "Pain? You were not afraid of pain when you hit the wall just now, but you are afraid of pain because your chin was pinched? Cong Huan, you are so useless, the master behind you will throw you away."

I kept Cong Huan in the past because I wanted to keep her as a whistleblower, but now that my power is getting stronger and stronger, it is enough to compete with them, so why keep this obtrusive thing, not to mention how dare she pay attention to her today. on Huaiyu's head.

"Cong Huan doesn't know what Miss is talking about. The only slave is Miss..." Cong Huan had tears in her eyes, she looked so pitiful, pink tears overflowed from her eyes, every drop was carefully planned, she squinted Turning to Huaiyu, she said: "The servant girl knows that the love between the young master and the young lady is stronger than gold, so naturally it is not a person like a servant girl who can intervene. Let's regard what happened last night as a dream. Don't worry, young master." , the servant will not appear in front of you again in the future, you can rest assured that the servant will not disturb the life between you and the lady."

Huaiyu couldn't listen anymore, she walked out from the door, she looked at Yan Wanqing: "You know about Wanqing, Benhou..."

She is a woman!How did you attack this maid?

It's okay to be powerless!
What's more, she doesn't like women either!
Even if you like it, you have to like Yan Wanqing, a great beauty who is all over the country and city. How can you like a maid with little soup and little water!
She is not blind!

Huaiyu was so angry that she wanted to say something, but in the end she kept everything in her mouth.

Yan Wan glanced at her indifferently: "This is my maid, I'll take care of it, so why don't you go to the kitchen and ask if there's anything else to eat, I'm hungry."

Knowing that she was pregnant, Huaiyu's voice softened a little: "What do you want to eat?"

"Soup, soup, water." Yan Wanqing didn't have much appetite.

Huaiyu nodded and went straight out of the courtyard.

Cong Huan saw that the two didn't take him seriously at all, and even discussed eating openly, he couldn't help feeling a little angry, and got up from the ground.

"Miss, this servant has been with you for more than ten years, don't you really want to be the master for this servant?! This servant also has a life!"

Yan Wanqing's ears hurt from the noise, she turned her head to look at Cong Huan.

"The master? What kind of master are you?"

Cong Huan tore off his clothes, revealing the marks on his neck and chest, with a stubborn expression.

Yan Wanqing looked at the scars all over her body and raised her eyebrows: "You mean to say that the young master has done something to you?"

"Last night, a lonely man and a widow lived together in the same room. The young master is a man, stronger than the slaves. The slaves dare not provoke the master, so that's it..." Cong Huan was about to cry again.

Yan Wanqing smiled lowly: "Cong Huan, I used to think you were smart."

Cong Huan froze for a moment, then continued to cry.

"A lot of things did happen last night, but I still heard about you and Xiao Zhao from the stable in the stable." Yan Wanqing looked at Cong Huan's gradually stiff face and continued: "This is the town Guofu, I am the eldest daughter of Zhenguofu, and any disturbance in the mansion cannot escape my eyes."

"Cong Huan, what do you want to do by pouring this pot of dirty water on Young Master?"

　Today's first update

　　
　
(End of this chapter)