A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

"How can you bother Madam? The fourth girl's things have already been prepared, and the house is also tidy. It's just that my mother has a lot of things to do in the early morning, and I haven't come to pick her up yet."

"Since the madam has made arrangements, the slave will not worry about it." Wang Momo said with a smile, the errands were finished, but she refused to leave, instead she sat down, looking like she wanted to have a long chat.

Huang's head hurts again, what is this woman doing?So he looked at his mother with his eyes, and motioned her to get the man away so that he could deal with the affairs in the yard.

Gu's mother also had a headache, if Wang Momo could fool her away with a few casual words, why would she bring someone in to bother the master.

When she was in a hurry, Wang Momo picked the matter aside by herself:

"Just now, the servant came from the yard, and was grabbed by Mrs. Zhang to beg him. She said she wanted his wife to spare her life. I don't know what mistake she made."

"Nurse Wang, you just need to take care of the affairs of Shou'an Hall. When you get older, you need to worry less, so that you can live happily ever after."

Huang's previous politeness was no longer maintained, and he talked with a stick.

"My wife reprimanded me. The old lady doesn't like to answer anything other than Shou'an Hall. How dare I, a slave, make a mistake?

It's just that Mrs. Zhang used to be old people who were used by the old lady. If they suddenly disappeared, the old lady asked, and the slaves should have an explanation. As this person gets old, the more nostalgic they become. "

Wang Momo replied neither humble nor overbearing, she was not frightened by Huang's aura at all.

Mrs. Huang was stunned when she heard this, and she was so angry that she had nothing to say. She simply covered her head and tilted her head on the chair, humming, pretending to be sick and ignoring Madam Wang's remarks.

Wang Momo smiled faintly: "If Mrs. Zhang and the others didn't commit any serious crimes, then the slaves will bring them back to Shou'an Hall."

Then he got up and left.

Mrs. Huang is in a hurry, as soon as he leaves, won't the news of the morning spread?

He hurriedly called out: "Wait a minute." After speaking, he looked at Pei Jinhui again.

Pei Jinhui's obstinate beautiful eyes formed a layer of mist, and said to Huang irritably:

"Mother, let's tell the truth, the old lady is the daughter's grandmother, she will never harm her daughter."

Mrs. Huang was still hesitating, An Xiaoqing took a step forward and said to Pei Jinhui: "Elder Sister, when I came here just now, I heard all the servants in the mansion discussing that a big scandal happened in your courtyard."

Pei Jinhui stood up suddenly, surprised and angry: "What are you talking about? All the servants in the house are talking about it?"

Instead, she threw herself into Huang's arms and cried: "Mother, what should I do, my daughter's reputation will be ruined by that servant."

Huang's crying was bitter for a while, and she was angry and anxious, and lost her mind.

"Eldest sister, why are you confused? It's just that the second steward in the mansion did something shameful. What has it to do with you? He was hung on the eaves of your house. If he is not safe, it means that he has something to do with a servant in your house and was caught by his husband. Knowing that he was being retaliated against.

You are just lax in governing, so how can you ruin your boudoir's reputation?Could it be that the eldest sister is going to take the blame for this pair of dog slaves? "

Pei Jinhui's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his big eyes were full of joy. He rushed over to hold An Xiaoqing's hand and said:

"Fourth sister is too right, that's it, this pair of dog slaves, mother should teach them a lesson."

Mrs. Huang was also enlightened when she heard that, why didn't she think of this just now, and looked at An Xiaoqing suspiciously for a moment.

Why did she suddenly come to help Jinhui out of kindness? Could it be that she had some ulterior motive?

But An Xiaoqing was calm, and seeing that she was still wearing burlap clothes, with a shabby silver hairpin stuck in her head, she felt dazed.