First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 231
Qing He's tears fell down, she rushed forward to hug the hysterical Du Rongzhi in three steps at a time, and cried, "Master, please do me a favor, young lady, young lady doesn't want to see you now... ...please get out, I beg you, slave..."

Under the candlelight, Song Zixun's face was as pale as the shirt he was wearing. He looked at the deep hatred in Du Rongzhi's eyes, and after a long pause, he said hoarsely, "You... stay with her well." Without clothes, she got off the bed and walked out in a daze.

Qing He hugged Du Rongzhi, and kept stroking her back, "Young Madam... Don't be afraid, Young Madam, it's okay... Master is gone, no one can hurt you, don't be afraid..."

Tears gushed out of those big black eyes, and Du Rongzhi couldn't stop shaking...Suddenly, she looked straight at one place.

"No," she murmured while shaking her head, "No!" She yelled and pushed Qing He away, and ran out of bed with bare feet.

Qing He was staggered by her push, and when she got up again, she found that Du Rongzhi had flung herself in front of the dressing table. She had opened all the drawers of the dressing table, and the jewels inside were thrown all over the floor. Scissors!

Qing He was startled, "Young Madam, what are you going to do..." She didn't dare to breathe, stared at the scissors in her hand without blinking, and stepped forward cautiously, "Put the scissors down first , what's the matter... let's talk slowly..."

Du Rongzhi didn't seem to be able to hear anything, her eyes were frighteningly bright, and there was a crazy light shining inside.

She clenched the scissors and walked to the hanger, picked up the clothes that Song Zixun hadn't had time to wear just now—

"Young lady!"

There was only a "click", and she cut the robe in half from the middle.

But Du Rongzhi seemed to find great pleasure from it. She laughed so hard that she burst into tears, once, twice, three times... A good robe quickly turned into a pile of rags under her scissors .

She still felt that it wasn't enough, so she started to rummage through all the clothes that Song Zixun left in the room, and she just sat in a pile of clothes, and cut them up...

Qing He watched from the side, tears poured out uncontrollably, "Young Madam...what's wrong with you...Young Madam..."

Du Rongzhi ignored the scissors, staring at the scissors in her hand, "Murderer...you murderer..." She used all her strength to cut each cut, as if what she was holding was not a pile of clothes, but something different from her. Sworn enemy.

Qing He knelt down slowly, and tearfully picked up the pieces of clothes that Du Rongzhi had cut to pieces... Finally, she couldn't help crying.

Outside the curtain, Song Zixun, who had been going back and forth, stared blankly at Du Rongzhi, who sometimes laughed out loud and cried loudly in the room, his thin and straight body seemed to be instantly crushed by everything in front of him...

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The sky at the end of summer is still very early, and the sun has already risen outside as soon as Maoshi arrives.

"Hiss—" Fu Jingrou frowned, and couldn't help but gasped.

The little girl who was combing her hair behind her changed her face in fright, and said tremblingly, "Auntie, forgive me, slave, slave didn't do it on purpose..."

Fu Jingrou angrily snatched the comb from her hand, took advantage of the situation and squeezed the girl's body, "If you can't do such a small thing well, what else are you going to do! Why don't you just get the hell out of here!"

The girl's eyes were reddened by the pain, and she didn't dare to cry, she just timidly said yes, and stood timidly aside, wiping her tears.

At this moment, a decent-looking little girl from outside the house lifted the curtain and came in. Fu Jingrou saw it in the mirror, combing her hair carelessly, and said, "Guanqin, come and comb my hair."

The girl hurriedly responded, and stepped forward to take the comb in her hand.

Fu Jingrou looked impatiently at the other people serving in the room, "What are you all doing here, you think the room isn't hot enough?"

It was just dawn at this time, and there was still ice in the room, so it was hot everywhere...

The girls didn't dare to say more, they hurriedly leaned over and retreated.

"How?" Fu Jingrou asked in a low voice after waiting for everyone to go out. "Can you find out what happened?"

Guanqin glanced outside the door to make sure there was no one there, and then whispered back, "The servants went out and walked around, and the maids serving in the main room were all very tight... It was just that the old lady who was watching the door mentioned a few words , said that the imperial doctor came before dawn today, and it is suspected that the young lady has suffered from an old illness... I have been guarding the house all night, and I haven't come out yet..."

"Old disease? What old disease could she have?" Fu Jingrou pursed her lips and thought for a long time, but she still couldn't think of a reason. She glanced at Guanqin in doubt, and said coldly, "Could it be that you didn't inquire carefully just now? There was such a big commotion in that woman's room last night, I don't believe I can't ask anything..."

With a childish face, Guanqin said extremely aggrieved, "My good aunt, you have really wronged this servant. Although this servant has only just come, I have not done my best for your affairs. Be careful? It's because the population in this yard is too tight, and the slaves are newcomers, and there is no one they know well... Auntie should be careful."

Mentioning this, Fu Jingrou felt restless again.

Ever since that bitch had a miscarriage, the eldest cousin almost pissed off all the suspected servants in the mansion.As the first person to identify Du Shi, Amber naturally bears the brunt.No matter how hard she begged, she personally testified that Hu Po was standing far away and could not see clearly. She misunderstood that Du Rongzhi was out of a desire to protect the lord. Song Zixun still ordered someone to beat Hu Po to death. sold out.

If it weren't for this, how could there be no one available around her now? !
Hu Po has served her since she was a child, and has been loyal to her for so many years. Now without this right-hand man, she is even more isolated and helpless in this cold Duke's Mansion.Fortunately, because of the lost child, Song Zixun felt a little bit of guilt and pity for her in his heart, and couldn't stand her tears, so he acquiesced in her picking two girls of the right age from the dowry Zhuangzi to serve him personally.

Guanqin is one of them.Her real name was Chunhua, but because Fu Jingrou thought it was too vulgar, she changed it to Guanqin.She can speak well, is very clever, and because she grew up in Zhuangzi, her legs and feet are also very hardworking, but unfortunately she just came in, and she doesn't fit in with the girls in Fengqingyuan who are pampered and have eyes above the top. It is even more difficult for her to inquire. more difficult...

Fu Jingrou silently recited the benefits of amber again, waved her hands and said, "Okay, I know you're dedicated." She thought for a while, "Pay careful attention to the news outside, if you hear something, hurry back and forth."

Guanqin hurriedly said, "Yes, Auntie, don't worry... slaves and maids will be spared!"

(End of this chapter)