Rebirth of the first proud concubine

Chapter 77 The Unpredictable Wen Meiying 3
As Wen Meiying said, she is not qualified!

Wen Meiying sat in front of the dressing table, removed the hair accessories on her head, and her long hair fell down, making her look more gentle and amiable, but the words she said were as if frozen.

"You go back. I don't care about Yan'er's carriage today, but if I find out that you are not good for Yan'er next time, then don't blame me for being rude."

Ye Liuwan stared blankly at Wen Meiying taking off her headgear. She was obviously a gentle and amiable woman. She had always called her mother since she was a child, but since she was a child, she knew that there was a lot of ice under this gentleness, and she had been rejecting her all the time. outside the gate.

Holding the warm teacup in her hand, she turned around and left the door dully. Under the dark night, she felt that she had nowhere to go, so she just stood quietly at the door. The door was not closed, but the people inside were... Did not call her a word.

Rumble!
There was a loud thunder, and a huge lightning struck down, giving the night a momentary brightness, but soon, it fell into darkness again.

Swish swish!
Bean-sized raindrops slanted down, splashing Ye Liuwan's skirt, and her body was also wet.

The house behind him was still brightly lit, but there was no sound coming out. He stood there waiting with anticipation in his heart, but what he waited for was that the door was closed and the candles were extinguished.

The whole yard, except for the occasional lightning, was completely dark.

With the light of lightning, Ye Liuwan looked at the teacup she was still holding in her hand. The tea in it had already soaked in the rain, and it was no longer hot, just like her heart was also cold.

boom!
The teacup in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the people in the room did not respond.

"Mother, you killed me." Ye Liuwan murmured in a low voice, lifted up her wet skirt, and walked into the rain resolutely, letting the big raindrops hit her body and face.

The light of lightning illuminated her small face as snow-white, and it was also vicious and terrifying.

Osmanthus Garden.

Aunt Gui was sleeping soundly, but she was awakened by a thunderous knock on the door. She asked who it was, but no one answered. If it's nothing serious, see if I don't beat you to death."

She opened the door angrily, and at this moment, thunder and lightning came crashing down, and she saw a wet woman with disheveled hair and a pale face like a female ghost. She was startled and almost yelled out.

But soon she recognized it, and pulled Ye Liuwan with worry and distress on her face, "Miss, you..."

"Mother." Ye Liuwan cried aggrievedly.

Aunt Gui froze for a moment, then her eyes turned red, tears fell, her voice was full of joy, but also bitter, "Hey, mother is here."

All the grievances and helplessness seemed to have found support, and Ye Liuwan threw herself into Aunt Gui's arms, crying loudly like a child.

Aunt Gui hurriedly pulled Ye Liuwan into the room, comforted her, and wiped the rainwater from her head. She was afraid that she would catch a cold in the rain, and she was afraid of alarming the servants, so she could only carry hot water and boil ginger water by herself. She fends off the cold, and when her mood stabilizes, she has already fallen asleep. Aunt Gui is guarding by the bed and taking care of her, not daring to close her eyes.

On the sudden rainstorm night, each courtyard of the Ye family had its own thoughts, and the Ye family might have come to an end of tranquility.

Ye Buyan originally wanted to practice meditation, but the lightning and thunder made her upset and she couldn't calm down, "Ayu, Ayu."

"Miss sister, in the middle of the night, if you are lonely and can't sleep, go and look at Yuwang's window, okay? Don't disturb my mother's beauty sleep!" Ayu's sleepy impatience came out of her mind.

(End of this chapter)