Chapter 39 Worship
Mallow stuck out her tongue, well, it's not convenient to say.

A few days ago, Yun Luo'er told her that the meditation hall was under surveillance, so she couldn't say a lot of things freely.

Dongkui walked out, while Yun Luoer was holding the unofficial history, reading at night by candlelight, her eyes flickering sometimes, and sometimes suffocatingly cold.

Under the dim candlelight, her lips parted slightly, her eyes were ice-like, "Tomorrow is my mother's death day."

The night is dark, and there are countless unknown dangers hidden. Compared with the tranquility of the Jingxinyuan, Shuiyunjuli has maids and women coming in and out.

After Fu Qinyao finished his dinner, he asked people to retreat, freshen up, and then rested early.

The lights in the room went out.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qinyao was suddenly awakened by a small movement in the trance, the curtain beside the bed was slowly lifted, like an invisible hand, something white flashed past the bed like a phantom , indistinctly, a long sigh can be heard.

Fu Qinyao suddenly opened her eyes, her face full of horror, and she sat up suddenly: "Come here, come here!"

With a bang, the door of the room was pushed open.

The servant girl who was on guard at night rushed in and lit a lamp: "Ma'am, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Qinyao looked terrified, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, and his hair was wet: "Did something go out just now?"

The servant girl lowered her head, shook her head and said, "Madam Qi, no."

"No?" Fu Qinyao was dubious, clutching his chest lightly, "Go down first!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

"and many more."

Fu Qinyao suddenly stopped the maid again: "See if the window is closed."

The servant girl checked around, then turned back: "Ma'am, the windows are all closed."

Only then did Fu Qinyao heave a sigh of relief, waved her hand, and let her go down: "I must be thinking too much."

Immediately, he lay down again.

A burst of drowsiness hit him, and he fell into sleepiness again.

However, before she fell asleep, the curtain at the head of the bed was gently lifted again, and a white afterimage quickly passed by.

There was another sigh in the room.

Inaudible.

But in Fu Qinyao's ears, it was clearly like a thunderbolt, and he shouted in horror: "Come on, come on! Come on, come on!"

"Ma'am, what's the matter, ma'am!"

With a bang, the door of the room was opened again, and the servant girl hurried in to light the lamp.

"Did you hear any sound, did you see anything going out?" Fu Qinyao asked anxiously.

The two servant girls shook their heads one after another: "There is no madam."

Fu Qinyao thumped in her heart: "Why, I just heard someone sighing, are you sure you didn't hear it?"

The two servant girls shook their heads hastily, their faces full of horror.

"Ma'am, could it be from the past—" a servant girl was about to say, but was stopped by another servant girl.

Fu Qinyao was so frightened that her clothes were half drenched, "Stay by the bed and don't turn off the lights."

The two servant girls responded and stood quietly aside.

Fu Qinyao lay down again. At first she didn't feel sleepy, but later she settled down and fell asleep. She didn't wake up until the next day when there was noise outside.

"What's going on out here?"

Seeing her wake up, the servant girl respectfully stepped forward and put on her shoes, "Qi Madam, it was the Second Miss who came and said Madam promised her earlier."

Fu Qinyao's eyes sharpened, and she said coldly: "Promise her? Promise her what!"

The servant girl knelt on the ground and said tremblingly, "Say yes—worship."

Fu Qinyao's complexion changed drastically, her face paled for a moment, and the white shadow that flashed in her mind made her shudder: "Go, find a way to send her back, if she doesn't leave, don't come to see me."

Shuiyun ranks first.

Yun Luoer was dressed in white, so low-key, but she did not have a dusty demeanor, her eyes were indifferent, she glanced at the old woman standing in front of her, and said in a cold voice: "Today is my mother's death day, I don't want to do anything, anyone who gets close One point, this lady will not go to treat the next person, you think about it carefully?"

In the courtyard, everyone panicked for a moment, and subconsciously took a step back.

Dong Kui stood by and coaxed: "Mama, this is what Madam promised. The Master is still present. If you stop me, it is not against the Master and Madam."

Nanny Jin looked embarrassed for a while, but she didn't dare to go forward rashly. It's not that she hadn't heard about Yun Zixiong.

In any case, I don't want to take my own life as a joke.

"Second Miss, Madam didn't sleep well last night, and she is not feeling well today. If you do this, you will touch Madam's brow."

Yun Luoer snorted coldly, and raised her voice: "Whether I have offended my aunt or not, I don't know very well. A few days ago, I told my father that there was nothing wrong with her when my aunt was there. It was Luo Er who was frightened by the snake a few days ago and became unwell, but today, on the anniversary of my mother's death, she got better, otherwise I wouldn't be able to come to Shuiyunju."

"This—let me ask Madam, Madam is still asleep at the moment, Second Young Miss might as well go back first." Nanny Jin had no choice but to coax her with a smile, her heart filled with hatred.

Yun Luoer took a step forward, and said coldly: "I just ask you to let me go or not!"

"Second Miss, this won't work, you can't go in."

Nanny Jin hurriedly stopped her, but she didn't dare to get too close to her, she froze for a while.

Yun Luoer stared at the door coldly, she didn't believe the people inside, and still couldn't wake up.

"Don't let me go, don't blame my ruthless subordinates."

Nanny Jin's old face was wrinkled into a chrysanthemum shape.

"Second miss, Madam said that you are allowed to worship in Shuiyunju, but I just invite you to the side courtyard of Shuiyunju."

The door of the main room opened suddenly, and the maid who walked out said contemptuously.

A young lady who is as low as inferior to others is just a moment of pride.

Yun Luoer frowned slightly and said: "No, my father clearly agreed to me that day, and when I was dreaming, my mother clearly said that the main room is the place where she lived the longest."

The servant girl hurriedly said: "This madam doesn't care, you have to know: Madame allows you to worship in Shuiyunju, it is already extraordinarily kind, if you still don't listen, don't blame me for sending you out."

Yun Luoer's face turned cold, and anger flashed across her small face: "You guys are going so far, I'm going to find my father, auntie, come out, what did I do wrong, why don't you let me worship my mother!"

The maid hurriedly stopped her: "Second Miss, Madam is not feeling well. If you insist on going and offend Madam, you will be held accountable."

Mallow's complexion changed slightly, and she hurriedly grabbed her own lady: "Miss, let's forget it, let's go to the side courtyard, since Madam is unwell, we can't get in either."

"But--"

"Hey, Mallow, let me go, I'm going to worship here, don't pull me—"

"Miss, I beg you, Madam will punish you again when Madam comes out later, let's go!"

The two chattered and walked towards the courtyard all the way, their voices gradually fading away.

After the worship, the two went straight back to the meditation hall.

It wasn't until she stepped back into her own courtyard that the corners of Yun Luoer's mouth lightly raised, and she said in a low voice, "You did well."

(End of this chapter)

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