stormy clouds

Chapter 17 Disappointment
As soon as Chang Luoyun entered the room, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

She suppressed her smile, bowed to Chang Pu, and called out warmly, "Daddy."

Chang Pu snorted, "Do you still know that there is me as a father?" He pointed to the sash on the table, "Tell me, good clothes, where did you provoke you, and you want to cut them?"

Chang Luoyun glanced at the clothes, then Pei Shi and Chang Luoyao, and guessed a thing or two.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, with a hint of sarcasm, "So, daddy is here to inquire about the crime?"

"Is this the attitude of a daughter talking to her father?" Chang Pu's eyes lit up, "Isn't it that Yao'er's embroidery skills are a little better than yours, and you can't tolerate others after a few compliments. She is your sister." , she embroiders well, and you will follow suit."

"Did this come from Fifth Younger Sister or Miss Pei?" Chang Luoyun still had a faint smile on his face.

"Don't care who said it, it's wrong for you to do this." Chang Pu was annoyed by her indifferent expression, "Today you apologize to Yao'er in front of me."

"What if I say I didn't cut my sister's clothes?" Chang Luoyun looked directly at Chang Pu, "Daddy, can you trust me?"

The girl's eyes were cold and questioning, and in Chang Pu's view, that was provocation.

"Bastard," Chang Pu said angrily, "Could it be that your mother and your sister cut up their own clothes and framed you."

"I'm not sure about that," Chang Luoyun lowered his eyes, his tone indifferent, "Dad doesn't believe me, right? If he believed me, he wouldn't have called me here."

"Master, Yao'er likes this embroidered beige the most. Even if she wants to slander, she will not choose this beanie and cut it to pieces." Mrs. Pei turned to Chang Luoyun, and said earnestly with red eyes, "Yun'er, You and Yao'er are sisters, you should support each other, you can't do this, Yun'er."

"Sister?" Chang Luoyun sneered, "I don't have such a sister."

Covering her mouth, Pei retreated to the chair and sat down, crying.

Chang Pu was furious when he saw it, "You rebellious son, is this how you talk to your mother?"

"Daddy, do you have a bad memory as you get older?" Chang Luoyun looked at him, "My mother Han died five years ago, if you haven't remembered it yet, let me recall it for you , she was forced to die by you five years ago!"

"Snapped"

"You rebellious son," Chang Pu's eyes were shattered, this slap was full of strength, Chang Luoyun's head was tilted, and the corners of his mouth slowly bleed.

She covered her face with her hands, and looked at him quietly with her dark eyes, neither arguing nor crying.

Needle drop could be heard in the room.

"Cough cough!"

Chang Pu coughed a few times, and his tone eased, "You are pampered and self-willed, and have no respect for elders. I hit you for my father today to let you remember that in front of elders, you should behave like a daughter."

"Today, you can either apologize to your mother and sister, or go to Yincui Pavilion to face the wall and think about your mistakes. After the embroidery competition, I will send you back to Zhuangzi. The Chang family can't keep you."

One side of Chang Luoyun's face was already red and swollen. Without saying a word, she took a deep look at the elegant man in front of her.

His blood flowed on her body, he was her only relative in this world, it turned out that it was really nothing more than that.

Her dark eyes were as bright as stars in the dark night, shining brightly but also radiating coldness.

She knew that the Chang family not only couldn't tolerate A Niang, but also couldn't tolerate her.

She turned around and walked out quietly.

Chang Pu looked at her back as she walked out, and felt a sense of loss for a moment.

"Master," Pei said worriedly.

"You and Yao'er go back. During this time, let Yun'er stay in the house and don't go anywhere. Think about it." Chang Pu's face was tired.

"Yes!"

Walking out of the study, Pei Shi and Chang Luoyao looked at each other and smiled, with tacit satisfaction in their eyes.

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Distressed, Bi Yan took a soft handkerchief, dipped it in cold water, wrung it dry and applied it to Chang Luoyun's face.

"Master, it's true, why do you listen to one side and believe it?"

"People like Mrs. Pei and Miss Wu, everyone knows that they are uneasy and kind, but the master believes them." Bi Yan neatly applied the veil while arguing for Chang Luoyun.

Chang Luoyun's burning face felt better, but the pain was more obvious.

"I went to the kitchen to boil an egg and rolled it. The red mark has subsided a little, but the swollen piece has not disappeared." Bi Yan said, "Roll it, it will heal faster."

Bi Yan was talking to herself, Chang Luoyun was lying on the bed, looking at the top of the tent, without saying a word.

Biyan looked at her porcelain-white face with a large area of ​​redness and swelling, her eyes were sore, she lowered her head and walked outside, just as she reached the door, she turned back again, "Girl, Wu Ma is here and wants to see you. "

Chang Luoyun was still lying on the bed, eyes closed, not saying a word.

With the sound of small footsteps, Wu Ma walked to the bed and called out, "Girl!"

"What are you doing here? Are you watching my jokes for Mrs. Pei?" Chang Luoyun's voice was a little hoarse.

"Girl, I was afraid that you would be bored staying in the house, so I specially took the embroidery essentials recorded by Mrs. Han in the famous embroidery workshop. When you are bored, you can look through it and see if it can help you." Wu Ma put the book in her hand. Pass it to Chang Luoyun.

Chang Luoyun opened his eyes, "Mother Wu, what do you know?"

"The old slave knows that Mrs. Han must hope that the girl can make great achievements in embroidery."

"..."

After being silent for a while, Chang Luoyun took the book in Wu Ma's hand and said lightly, "I see, you go back first!"

After Mama Wu went out, Biyan turned on the lights.Chang Luoyun sat up, half leaning on the pillow, looking at the beautiful words of embroidery essentials in the writing, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A Niang is good at writing, she probably never imagined that one day her daughter will learn her skills because of her notes!

By candlelight, she carefully flipped through the pages.

"Girl, what did Mrs. Han say?" Bi Yan sat beside her, picking the candle wick for Chang Luoyun.

"Aniang said that when embroidering, you should keep a happy mood, and the embroidered things will have aura. If you are in a restless mood, you would rather not embroider, otherwise, the embroidered things will not stretch."

"Isn't embroidery based on skill? How could it be related to mood?" Bi Yan was puzzled.

"I think what A Niang said makes sense." Chang Luoyun smiled, "It's like I was in a bad mood just now, and I didn't think it was interesting to read anything, but now I see A Niang's manual, and I feel peaceful again, as if There is hope again."

Bi Yan nodded, "I seem to understand what Miss Han means, as long as you are in a good mood, the embroidered things will naturally look pleasant and stretchable to others."

"Who says it's not?" Chang Luoyun's mouth twitched slightly, "We can't control other people's thoughts, but we can control ourselves. As long as I do what I like, why should I care what others do to me?"

Bi Yan nodded, "Young lady is right to think so."

Chang Luoyun said, "You go tell Wu Ma tomorrow, just say that I know what she means, and I won't let A Niang down."

Bi Yan smiled and said, "The girl has never disappointed Mrs. Han."

(End of this chapter)