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Chapter 44

At this time, the lights in Zhengde Hall were brightly lit.

Mei Jiaolan hurried over with her maid and mother-in-law, and the girl who opened the door for them was still the same girl from last time, Yunxiu.

When she saw Mei Jiaolan, she didn't behave like a slave should treat her master. Instead, she asked with a snarky look on her face: "Oh, it's midnight, our wives are all asleep, why is Grandma Lan here?"

In the yard, Yingchun’s screams and curses could be heard clearly.

Mei Jiaolan smiled coldly and did not speak.

On the other hand, the little Yueya girl said in a hurry: "Sister Yunxiu, didn't Madam tell the slave to call Grandma Lan?"

"you shut up!"

Yun Xiu swung the girl over with a sharp glance, and smiled nonchalantly at Mei Jiaolan twice before stepping aside and saying, "Grandma Lan, just go in, but let's see if you still have the nerve to come out later."

Camellia was so angry that she wanted to fight her, but Mei Jiaolan scolded her.

"Camellia, Yunxiu is the person who serves the wife, so you must not be rude!"

After saying that, he took lotus steps and entered the courtyard of Zhengde Hall steadily.

Yue Ya wanted to follow him in, but was stopped outside by Yun Xiu Sheng.

"You are responsible for guarding the door!"

Yue Ya shrank her arms and looked at the door being tightly closed, trembling with fear.

……

As soon as Mei Jiaolan entered the door, she saw that Yingchun was being held by some rough women, and they refused to submit.

Several slap marks were clearly visible on the left and right sides of her face, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, which showed how cruel the opponent was.

But even so, the other party seemed to think it was not enough, and held Yingchun in custody to give her a heavier punishment.

Mei Jiaolan glanced around and saw two big and thick house slaves waiting nearby, each holding a whip. They were waiting for the mother-in-law to tie Yingchun to the bench before taking action.

Camellia, who had always been treated favorably in Mei Mansion, had never seen such a posture. When she walked in, she ran forward like crazy and tore the two women's hands from Yingchun's body.

Mr. Niu, who was standing on the steps, couldn't help but smile coldly when the person he was waiting for finally showed up.

"Is this how Mei Mansion teaches slaves to behave?"

Mei Jiaolan was not angry when she heard this. She just raised her voice slightly and said, "Camellia, come back."

When Camellia heard her master calling her, she was unwilling to do so.

But Yingchun said to her: "The master is calling you, you should go back. I want to see who's face it will be if they take off the clothes of the slave in the house and beat her body with a whip. If word spreads, it will be shameful!"

When these words came out, Mei Jiaolan was really shocked.

Stripping off the clothes and whipping them with a whip, also known as "whipping without clothes", was rumored to be the highest punishment used in the palace to punish criminal concubines.

Moderately harmful and extremely insulting.

However, this is just a rumor. In the Jin Dynasty for so many years, I have never heard of any concubine receiving such treatment.

Today, the head wife of the Wu family, Mrs. Niu, has learned how to punish the maids.

Mei Guerlain's eyes were fixed on the middle-aged woman on the steps.

Yingchun is hers, and if she is whipped by Yingchun, she will be slapped in the face.

No matter who it was for today, she couldn't let it happen.

"Greetings to my mother, may she be blessed with peace of mind." Mei Guerlain took a few steps forward and saluted.Next to Mrs. Niu, her daughter-in-law Wei Shufang stood on the left, and Aunt Wan stood on the right to watch the fun. The three of them glanced at Mei Jiaolan at the same time.

"You come out to see people with disheveled hair? Mei Mansion is really unruly!" Mr. Niu couldn't wait to talk to the third daughter-in-law with her nose.

Mei Jiaolan said calmly: "Mother urgently summoned my daughter-in-law to come here. My daughter-in-law has no time to dress up. Please forgive me."

After saying this, she glanced towards Yingchun and asked, "Yingchun just sent a few pieces of cloth to my mother. What kind of mistake did she make that made my mother so angry?"

Niu's eyes widened and he gritted his teeth and said, "You still have the nerve to say that? Look at the good things your master and servant gave me!"

Mei Jiaolan followed Niu's movements and looked on the ground. Sure enough, she found the soiled cloth at Niu's feet.

She winked and asked Camellia to pick up the piece of cloth.

Camellia obeyed and handed the fine Su Jin material that had been trampled and wrinkled to Mei Guerlain's hands.

Mei Jiaolan looked down and said, "There's nothing wrong with it."

Could it be that the problem lies in the attitude towards welcoming the Spring Festival?
But let's not mention that Yingchun is more calm than Camellia. Even if she despises the Wu family from the bottom of her heart, for the sake of her master, she will treat everyone in the Wu family politely.What's more, Mrs. Niu is an elder of the Wu family and the third master's aunt.The people around her, Mei Guerlain, still have this kind of discernment.

Therefore, it cannot be a problem of welcoming the Spring Festival.

Mei Jiaolan thought that it could only be the other party's problem.

Sure enough, Mr. Niu had grasped the key point and started to have an attack.

"Isn't it right? You are telling lies with your eyes open! Look at the patterns on this material, what are they?"

Before Mei Guerlain could answer, Niu stomped her feet and cursed: "That's an epiphyllum! I haven't read for a few years and I know that a short-lived flower will fade after blooming overnight. Give me the material with this pattern. If you let me make clothes and wear them on my body, wouldn’t that be a living curse to shorten my life?”

Mei Jiaolan listened to Niu's angry scolding and looked at the fabric again.

As he watched, his brows furrowed deeply.

Camellia didn't quite understand this. Seeing that her master's expression was a little strange, she grabbed a corner of the material and looked at it carefully.

I saw blooming white flowers embroidered on the light pink material.

The texture of the petals is clearly visible, which shows that the embroiderer's skill can make the fake look real.

"Girl, don't think it's really... an epiphyllum." Even the camellia looked more and more like it.

Mei Jiaolan raised her head and glanced at the girl, and asked instead of answering: "My mother gave me the material. Do you think my mother will harm me?"

Unexpectedly, Aunt Wan heard what she said, and she immediately laughed and said: "A mother will naturally not harm her daughter, but I can't say whether she will harm her in-laws."

After laughing, he added jealousy to Mrs. Niu: "Madam, the people from the Mei family think that our Wu family is a shabby settlement. We have never seen the market and will wear any color, as long as it is good. Don't you know, Mrs. He is a well-informed person, and he recognized the ominous night-blooming night-bloom at a glance, so he did not fall into the trap of that black-hearted villain!"

Mrs. Niu glanced at Aunt Wan, gritted her silver teeth and said, "It's easy to openly plot against my mother-in-law, even if she has a bad heart and lungs!"

Mei Jiaolan handed the material into Camellia's hand and took another step forward.

Then, he knelt down directly.

"My mother is so angry. It's natural that my daughter-in-law failed to do her duty as a daughter-in-law. I apologize to you here."

Wei Shufang, who was on the steps, seeing Mei Guerlain like this, also pretended to bless Niu, holding a handkerchief and touching the corners of her eyes.

"Mother, my third brother and sister have admitted their mistake. Mother, please calm down."

Mr. Niu snorted coldly, and just as he was about to open his mouth to continue the lesson, Mei Jiaolan, who was kneeling on the ground, spoke steadily.

"But mother, the patterns on the material are not short-lived!"

(End of this chapter)