Famous Boudoir Conspiracy: Daughter of Concubine Married for Second Time and Abandoned Her Husband

Chapter 69 The big thing is bad!
At the door of Qingsong Teahouse, Mrs. Lu stepped out with a complicated expression. The maid beside her hurriedly stepped forward to help her. Mrs. Lu waved her hand away, took a deep breath, and then got into the carriage.

Holding the empty wooden box, she remembered the banknotes inside, and immediately had a gloomy face again.

After returning to Yang's Mansion, he saw a few servants hanging red silk, and then his face became better, "How is Miss San?"

One of the maids that Lu's placed in Yang Yirou's yard stepped forward and said: "Miss San is reading in the room today, Xi Niang also sent a wedding dress to measure, Miss San just cried and didn't say anything."

Mrs. Lu snorted softly, "Of course she didn't dare to say anything. Just send some good food for the past two days. Don't let people say that I treated the concubine harshly."

"Yes, ma'am."

On the eve of the big wedding, there was still not much movement in Yang's house, Zuo was just sending a concubine to marry a fool, what kind of grandeur could it have?

In the plain and somewhat shabby room, Yang Yirou looked at a red wedding dress on the hanger, sitting with her heart stagnant, unable to shed tears.

"Miss, go to bed earlier, and wake up earlier tomorrow."

Seeing that it wasn't Xue'er, Yang Yirou frowned and said, "Where's Xue'er?"

The servant girl snorted disdainfully, "My servant, Baozhu, was sent by the madam to wait on the miss. I'm afraid sister Xue'er is going to rest somewhere? Today, the courtyard is all invited by the madam to show you. You can sleep peacefully and get married tomorrow."

Yang Yirou blushed and nodded casually, "You go down first, I understand."

The servant girl yawned, walked out of the room very lazily, and slammed down the curtain, ignoring Yang Yirou inside.

At night, Yang Yirou was still sitting by the window, holding a pair of scissors in her hands, and rubbing them silently.

"After all, I am still the daughter of the Yang family, how can I let the Yang family do such a scandal?" She sighed, carefully put the scissors into the makeup box, and was about to blow out the candles on the candlestick with red eyes.

Suddenly the door was knocked lightly three times, she felt slightly happy, and whispered: "Xue'er, is it you?"

The door was pushed open, and a woman in coarse clothes entered the room. Under the slightly dim light, there was her extremely worried face.

"Miss Yirou, it's me..."

Yang Yirou covered her mouth and stood up, "Mother Lin!"

She was so frightened that she ran to the door curtain and held Mama Lin's hand, "Mama Lin, have you recovered from your illness? Why did you come here?"

Yang Yirou saw her anxious face, and a bad thought came to her mind, "Brother Zheng?"

As soon as Lin Ma took her hand, she persuaded her earnestly: "Miss Yirou, come with me, I know all about it, Madam wants to marry you to a fool, what's the matter?! You still have a lifetime What about the day..."

"No, I can't go...I can't harm Brother Zheng, what about others? He also entered the Yang Mansion? Most of the nursing homes in Yang Mansion are under my father's hands, and Brother Zheng can't beat them!" Yang Yirou eagerly asked He went out to look, but was stopped by Xueer who came in from outside.

"Miss! You'd better go with Master Zheng and Mama Lin! The servants can't just watch you go to the fire pit..."

Xueer was so anxious that she was about to cry.

Yang Yirou shook her head, "I can't harm you."

At this time, there was a sound of very light footsteps, and Yang Congzheng also arrived in front of her.

"Brother Zheng! Go away! Don't be seen!" Yang Yirou said as she was about to drag him.

Yang Congzheng pressed her shoulder, "Yirou, do you believe in brother?"

"I... I don't want to see anything wrong with you." Yang Yirou turned her face away.

"Taking you away is also part of my plan. Do you understand? This matter is very important to me."

When Yang Congzheng heard that there was no movement around him, he said to Yang Yiju, "Of course there are people helping me. Otherwise, how could there be so many people in the yard today without noticing it? Yirou, you can't delay any longer. You just married into the Zhang family. No one in the Yang family will appreciate you at all, do you want to lie to yourself again?"

Yang Yirou lowered her eyes, "After all, I am still the daughter of the Yang family, I grew up eating the food of the Yang family..."

"Why have they ever paid attention to you? Yirou... Your sacrifice is meaningless. If you are worthless and can't exchange money for her Lu family, she will still support you like this?"

Yang Congzheng glanced at Xue'er and Mama Lin, and said directly: "There is no need to pack things, just turn off the lights, and we will leave immediately!"

Yang Yirou looked at Yang Congzheng in a daze, and asked timidly: "I... can I really leave here?"

Yang Congzheng nodded, "You have been my only sister Yang Congzheng all your life, and my brother should take good care of you."

The evening wind gently swayed the leaves on the treetops, casting the shadow of the moon on the ground, and the figures of the few people quickly disappeared in the Yang Mansion...

"It's not good! It's not good! Madame! It's not good!"

Mrs. Lu was choosing the hairpin she was going to wear today in front of the dressing table. She had just twirled a butterfly flower hairpin when she was frightened by the sound and let go of it. A brand new hairpin also broke in two .

"Why are you so flustered?! Can't you lose your soul?"

When she saw that it was the orb she planted beside Yang Yirou, she immediately felt bad, she stood up immediately and said, "What's wrong? Something happened to Miss San?!"

Baozhu was also in a daze, she nodded blankly, then regained her composure, and immediately knelt down, "Madam, please! Madam, please forgive me! Last night, my servant fell asleep somehow, and when I woke up, I couldn't find Miss... "

Mrs. Lu kicked it up fiercely, knocking the orb to the corner of the desk, "Trash! I have sent so many people to guard this delicate little girl, how are you going to do it?" Yes, it’s missing? If you don’t see it, you’re looking for it!”

Baozhu cried so much that she burst into tears, "I searched all over the house, and the concierge didn't see the young lady go out..."

"Then she can still disappear under my nose?! It's nonsense! Then go find me, dig three feet and dig her out!"

Seeing that she got up and was about to leave, Mrs. Lu stopped her again, "Don't make a fuss, don't let this matter out!"

Baozhu nodded again and again, no matter how stupid she was, she knew not to make it public, otherwise she would have no good fruit to eat.

An hour later, Mrs. Lu stood in Yang Yirou's room, her face turned livid with anger, "No news yet?"

The servant girl at the side shook her head, "Ma'am, not yet..."

Before the words were finished, a laughing voice came from outside, "The auspicious time is coming soon, Mrs. Yang...it's time for Miss San to put on her red hijab, and the sedan chair will arrive soon!"

The voice was elated and joyful, but it sounded like a reminder to Lu's ears. The money had already been given to the young master of the Ji family. If the Zhang family found out at this time...wouldn't they come to ask for gift money?

(End of this chapter)