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Chapter 464 How about Qiuniang?

Chapter 464 How about Qiuniang?
Mei Niang returned to her residence and packed up her clothes. There were some jewelry that she had been given in the past in the dressing box. She did not take them away. She just put them in there and someone would naturally come to collect them.

Just as she was about to go out, Yu Heng came to her with a money bag. This was her monthly money for this month. It was heavy and pressed into the palm of her hand. This time, she was not as happy as when she took the money before, but felt melancholy. , also regretful. If it hadn't been for what happened last night, she would still be working in the house, earning a generous monthly salary, not to mention being respected everywhere, but being the young lady's wet nurse has indeed brought her a lot of glory.Looking at Yu Heng's cold eyes, Mei Niang's heart ached again. It was too late to regret it.

She said that she also wanted to see the young lady.

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment. He didn't stop her, but he didn't leave her either. He followed her closely and entered the small bedroom, holding the child and coaxing her gently.

Qiuniang came close to her, looked at Mei Niang with a dull expression, and asked in a low voice: "How did the lady deal with her?"

Yu Heng looked at her baggage and said, "It's obvious."

Qiuniang: "."

Mei Niang held the cute little dumpling in her arms, her eyes showing more and more reluctance, but no matter how reluctant she was, she would eventually have to leave. She had no shame to stay here anymore. She put down the little dumpling and Mei Niang wiped the dirt off her face. With two tears, he turned around with a dull expression, looked at Yu Heng, nodded to her, and left under her indifferent gaze.

Qiuniang walked away from her without hesitation. This time, Yuheng did not follow her so closely. Mei Niang looked at Qiuniang, whose round face showed her honesty, suddenly paused, turned around and said to Yuheng: " The jewelry that the master gave me is all in the dressing box in the room, I didn't take it away, I asked Miss Yuheng to count it out and return it to my wife."

Yu Heng was stunned for a moment and said "hmm".

After Mei Niang finished speaking, she looked at Qiu Niang's face again. She was no longer as comfortable as before. She snorted coldly, grabbed her bag and left without saying a word to her.

The indifference to her was not sudden, but Mei Niang suddenly thought that if it hadn't been for her sudden suggestion, she would not have changed her mind and done something irreversible. She could get to where she is today, ha... Qiuniang's contribution was indispensable. !
She looks honest and honest, but in fact, she is also thoughtful. She always speaks as if she is thinking about her. She speaks cleanly and refreshingly, but there is not a single sentence that does not lure her to take that path. Now I want to understand It's too late, but she won't let Qiuniang get half of the benefits from her anymore!

Yu Heng told Rong Yi what happened before Mei Niang left, and then said: "Those jewelry items were given out by my wife and I, and there is absolutely no reason to take them back. She actually took the initiative to keep them. The slave has counted it, and it is almost the original number, except that there is a bracelet and a pair of earrings missing, and everything else matches the number."

Rong Yi glanced at the makeup box in Yu Heng's hand and asked, "Do you think she said it in front of Qiu Niang?"

"Yes, this slave is still feeling strange. The two of them usually have a very good relationship. Today when Mei Niang left, Qiu Niang went to see her off, but Mei Niang ignored her. Later, when she told the slave about the jewelry, it was like I said it in front of her on purpose."

Rong Yi became dark and said, "How do you feel about getting along with Qiuniang?"

Yu Heng said truthfully: "Ms. Qiu is honest, talks a lot but is not noisy. Personally, Yu Heng likes her quite a lot."

Rong Yi was silent and said, "Go and have a look in the small bedroom."

Yuheng hurriedly followed, wondering in his heart, could there be something wrong with Qiuniang?
……

In the small bedroom, two children were sleeping. Qiuniang moved a chair not far away and continued to embroider with her embroidered handkerchief. She looked up at the small bed from time to time and felt relieved when she saw the two masters sleeping peacefully. Embroider your own veil.

While they were embroidering, she glanced at someone coming from the corner of her eye. Qiu Niang looked up hurriedly and saw Madam and Yu Heng arriving together. She quickly put down the embroidery work in her hands, stood up and saluted: "Madam."

Rong Yi looked at her silently, smiled slightly, said "hmm", turned to look at the child, and asked, "How long have you been sleeping? Did you feed her before going to bed?"

Qiuniang said: "After feeding, the two little masters went to bed after they were full. It must have been half an hour." Rong Yi nodded, turned around and walked aside to sit down, looking at Qiuniang with a low eyebrow. With her appearance, it was hard to believe her own guess. This woman had an honest look and no sense of government. If she played an important role in this matter, she should be considered a good character. Yi is somewhat difficult to accept.

But why would Mei Niang be indifferent to her for no reason?What did you even do deliberately?Could it be that he had no place to vent his anger, so he chose the most honest person to vent his anger on?
But...it shouldn't be.

Qiuniang only felt that she was about to be seen through by her lady's eyes. She felt a little unsure for a moment, wondering if she had done something wrong.

After a long silence, Rong Yi suddenly asked: "Qiu Niang, how do you and Mei Niang get along on weekdays?"

Qiuniang said hurriedly: "On weekdays, slave and Mei Niang get along well." This is the truth. If you tell the lady that you are not familiar with her at this sensitive time, it would be a real lie.

Rong Yi nodded and asked: "On weekdays, what do you think of Mei Niang?"

Qiuniang immediately frowned, glanced at Rong Yi hesitantly, and said hesitantly: "Well... Mei Niang is a person like her. She usually doesn't see much. She is very quiet. Most of the slaves are talking and she is listening..."

"Then what will you say to her?"

Qiuniang paused, suddenly recalling the intention of the lady's words, cold sweat broke out on her back, and she glanced at her from time to time, showing her guilty conscience.

Could it be that she should be blamed for encouraging Mei Niang's words at this time?
Seeing her guilty conscience, Rong Yi suddenly stood up, walked to her, with a smile on her lips, and said: "I'm just asking casually, you don't need to be nervous. When the child wakes up later, take him to my room. I'll take care of him tonight." Sleep with the baby."

Qiuniang didn't dare to look up at her, she just lowered her head and said "Okay".

After returning to the main hall of Changliu, Yu Heng said all the words he had been holding back: "Madam, Qiuniang's reaction is very strange! She looks guilty, but what is she guilty of? In the end, even Madam's I don’t even dare to look at it, this slave can’t understand.”

Rong Yi gave her a funny look and said, "Maybe I did something wrong, so I don't dare to look into people's eyes."

Yu Heng tilted his head: "What's wrong with you? Has it harmed my wife?"

Rong Yi shook her head and said: "You don't have to worry. This matter has passed. Don't mention it again in the future. Also, Qiu Niang... you should pay more attention."

Yuheng: "...Yes."

……

When Mei Niang left the palace, she happened to be bumped into by Xia Xin, who had returned from grabbing medicine from outside the palace. However, the two of them had not interacted with each other, so naturally they did not stop to talk for a while.

only……

How could she pack her bags and leave the palace in broad daylight?
……

(End of this chapter)

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