Daughter's Poisoned Wife

Chapter 1 Difficult
"Ruo'er, quickly promise mother that you will never fall in love with any man, never...promise me...promise me..."

"Mother...I promise, I promise...don't vomit blood anymore, Ruo'er is afraid...ah..."

A shrill scream came from the faded flesh-pink curtain, waking up the old nanny who was on duty outside.He jumped out of bed and ran into the room without even putting on his clothes, quickly opened the curtain, hugged the screaming girl tightly into his arms, and kept calling in a low voice: "Wake up, girl, you are having nightmares again!" Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Nanny Liao is here..."

The girl in Mammy Liao's arms struggled to open her eyes. At this moment, the panic on her face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a frost-like coldness. He said coldly with no expression: "I didn't have a nightmare, and I wasn't afraid, so get out."

Seeing the girl she brought up with one hand covered in cold sweat, pretending to be okay despite being in shock, Mammy Liao felt heartbroken, but she knew her girl's temperament, so she could only step aside , bowed his head and said softly: "Yes, the girl is very good, but the old slave is in a sleepy state. It's all about the old slave's fault, girl, can the old slave pour you a cup of tea?"

"Hmm..." The girl who looked about eleven or twelve years old gave a cold hum, and lay down again.Nanny Liao could only shake her head helplessly, went to pour a cup of tea that was still warm, and then went to find a set of clean undershirts that had already been washed white and thin and thin, and gave them to her girl together. .The girl must have broken out in a cold sweat just now, if she didn't change into a clean underwear quickly, she would catch cold.If the girl is ill, the masters in this mansion will never ask a doctor for her, and the one who suffers is the girl herself.

Putting the tea on the small table by the bed, and putting the coat beside the pillow, Nanny Liao said softly, "Girl, have some tea before going to bed." After she finished speaking, she put the curtain down and stepped back gently. .

The girl lying on the bed sat up slowly, looking at the clean undershirt beside the pillow, the expression on her face as cold as frost was a little loose, she knew that there was only Mammy in the whole world who treated her well, but Ever since the drastic change at the age of five, she has lost the ability to laugh no matter who she faces.

He took off his sweat-soaked undershirt, and wiped the cold sweat off his body indiscriminately. A gust of wind blew by, and the girl shivered uncontrollably.This year's winter came very early, and it was already freezing outside in October.Even if it's not the day to burn charcoal for warmth, silver frost charcoal has long been lit in the other master's houses, but her room, the eldest daughter of the general's mansion, is as cold as an ice cellar, let alone a good one. Silver frost charcoal, even charcoal with a lot of smoke is not her share.

After changing into her middle clothes, she casually took a sip of residual tea, and wrapped the quilt around her body. Du Heng, the eldest daughter of the General Jianwei's mansion, couldn't sleep anymore. Make a book about an inch thick, and read it with the moonlight penetrating into the room...

After reading for more than half an hour, Du Heng put the book back into the dark box and spread out the bedding and pillows. She leaned on the head of the bed and stared at the void in the tent with wide eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.Gradually, tiredness hit, Du Heng's body slid to one side, and fell asleep just like that.

"Girl...Girl, it's time to get up." Du Heng was sleeping soundly, but was awakened by a voice.She opened her eyes in a huff, staring directly at the person who woke her up with cold eyes, and a word escaped from her slightly pale thin lips: "What time is it?"

It was Yang Mei, her personal servant girl, who woke Du Heng up, a little girl with a thin body and a smug face.Yang Mei said timidly: "Back to the girl, it's three quarters."

Du Heng didn't speak, but just lifted the quilt on her body, and Yang Mei hurriedly took the clothes that were put aside and helped Du Heng put them on.Mammy Liao, who had just dressed neatly and carried a bowl of porridge, came in from the door, and said with a loving smile: "Girl, this old slave has cooked some rice porridge, you can use some later and pay your respects to the old lady."

Du Heng didn't speak, just nodded and walked to the basin stand, and started to wash his face by himself.She can't compare to the younger siblings born to her stepmother. They just need to sit still and there will be servant girls who kneel down to help them wash and wash. Du Heng has only two servants, Nanny and Yangmei, so she has to do many things by herself. Do.

Mammy Liao watched the girl wash her face in person, with sad and angry expressions in her eyes, although the girl has been like this since the death of the wife, but when she thought of the second girl, third girl and fourth girl who were not as noble as the girl, they were all slaves of gold and silver. Being waited on, only her daughter, a noble daughter from the first generation, was not treated as well as a respectable maid. This made the loyal Mammy Liao unacceptable.

Seeing the girl going to wash her face, Yang Mei hurriedly opened the makeup box to take out the face cream and other things made by their master and servant, and waited for the girl to use it after washing her face.Fortunately, the girl is smart and smart, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to use some face cream and face powder.

Only a thin layer of homemade facial fat was applied to prevent the skin from being hurt by the cold wind when I went back to pay my respects.As for lip balm and powder, Du Heng seldom used them at ordinary times, and she was even less in the mood to use them today. She stood up from the embroidered pier and said lightly: "Take it."

Yang Mei hesitated to speak, she just lowered her head and put away the lip balm and face powder, but she felt very unwilling, her girl was the prettiest girl in the mansion, but she never wanted to dress herself up, insisting that the not-so-beautiful second Girl three beat her family's girls by life and death. If her girls dressed up carefully, why would the second girl, third girl, and fourth girl can't catch up with the horses.

Walking to the table to look at the steaming bowl of brown rice porridge, Du Heng sighed and said softly, "Don't bother thinking about it in the future. A portion of rice can also fill your stomach."

The meals for the young lady of Jianwei General's Mansion are always leftovers, and the portions are not enough, so Mammy Liao often buys some rice in private and cooks it for Du Heng secretly.This bowl of brown rice porridge was made by Mammy Liao who bought brown rice privately with her monthly silver, and begged her sister who was working in the kitchen to cook it secretly.

Du Heng knew that the monthly silver in his house was never distributed in time, and in the past few years, the monthly silver from Nanny Liao and Yang Mei was basically used to help her, the master girl. Although she, Du Heng, was cold, she was not unintentional, because Du Heng was already feeling very uncomfortable because of his relationship with those who served him. Du Heng was even more uncomfortable when Madam Liao and Yang Mei used Yueyin to supplement themselves.

"Girl, don't say that. You are growing up. How about that little meal? Eat it while it's hot. It doesn't take much trouble." Mother Liao immediately laughed when she heard the girl's words.

(End of this chapter)