marry a noble wife

Chapter 19
Fu Yu raised his eyebrows at her, and his eyes narrowed with a smile.

Xiao suggested that Awang was going to arrest someone, but Fu Qingyan, who knew he had made a mistake, waved his hands with interest and said, "Don't be too busy, since Sister Jiuya thinks that someone has framed her, anyway, there is nothing wrong with her. How to prove your innocence."

The crown prince spoke, and no one could say no.

Jiu Ya took a look at Xiao Shi who looked resentful, she must have something to do with this matter, she dared to poison herself again, and today she must expose her hypocrisy in public.

She first ordered Xiucai behind her to call Xiuzhen, and at the same time took the piece of paper in Fu Qingyan's hand, and saw that it was written in beautiful lower characters: The lamp is about to fall, the tears are in line, lovesickness leaning on the fence, heartbreak, where is Lang? , Turning butterflies flutteringly, still dreaming of twins in the spring boudoir.

Obviously, it's a love poem, very nasty, no wonder An Zicheng looked unhappy after reading it, who would think that his fiancée is a frivolous woman?

After a while, Xiucai came over with Xiuzhen, who was bruised and swollen and timid. When she saw the battle in the hall, she knew something was wrong. Still fell to his knees on the ground.

Jiuya walked over and handed the piece of paper to her, "Did you give this piece of paper to Third Young Master over there?"

She pointed at the leisurely Fu Yu.

Xiuzhen raised her head and glanced over there, Fu Yu's smile suddenly made her hurt even more, this devil!Dare not to look at him anymore, quickly turned to look at Xiao Shi who was staring at her coldly, heartbroken, then fell down on the ground and begged repeatedly: "Miss, please forgive me, it's a servant with poor eyesight who mistook this third young master for An Young Master, I have misunderstood the girl's poem, begging the girl to spare her life..."

This clearly meant that Jiu Ya asked her to hand over the poem, Song Tingda was so angry that his body trembled, Fu Qingyan looked at Jiu Ya with a smile, as if saying, what else do you have to say?
Jiuya confirmed again: "Xiuzhen, are you sure I asked you to give this poem to Master An?"

Xiuzhen secretly rolled her eyes, she didn't insist at this time, she was afraid that the wife would peel her skin later, she looked up and asked Jiu Ya pitifully, "Why does the girl ask knowingly?"

Jiuya sneered, she gave her a chance, it was this girl who didn't know how to flatter her.Without waiting for anyone to make trouble, she turned to Awang and said, "Go and get the pen and ink."

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, Awang took it immediately.

Jiuya spread the paper on the table, picked up the pen and started to write according to the poem. She just used the pen indulgently and rushed to finish it. It was clearly a cursive script with continuous strokes, which was completely different from the small script on the paper. inside.

Fu Qingyan was amazed. It is really rare that a young lady in the boudoir can write such a chic and unrestrained handwriting.

An Zicheng also looked straight ahead.

Jin Xia and Jin Zhi had an incredulous expression on their face.

Xiao Shi and Huang's mother were dumbfounded. Jiuya basically had no chance to let her read and write since she was a child. When will she be able to write such a good handwriting?
After writing, Jiuya dried the ink, held the two papers side by side, walked slowly to Xiuzhen, and snorted coldly: "Open your dog eyes, this girl wrote like this, why do you have to hold it?" The love poems written by others harmed my head? Say, who ordered you?"

The two completely different fonts immediately let Xiuzhen know that disaster was imminent.She quickly grabbed the ground with her head and kowtowed continuously.

In fact, the poems in this folded paper were stuffed into her by Mrs. Huang before, and then she was asked to go to the outer courtyard and hand them over to Master An. She is not a fool. Mrs. Huang asked her to do this, she must have no good intentions He wanted to harm Eight Girls.But she didn't dare to disobey, it's a pity that she didn't know how to write poems and so on, so she remembered that the five girls in the past casually threw away the poems that she picked up because of envy, and then changed them. If Master An liked the poems, she would If he doesn't say anything, he must think that he wrote it by himself, so he will have a good impression of him. In the future, he will have a place in his heart when he and Ba Niu are together, so he can do things cheaply.If he didn't like it, he would say it was written by the girl, and in this way the task assigned by Mrs. Huang would be completed. Maybe Master An would become disgusted with the eighth girl because of this, and no one would know that she did it.

It's just that by accident, I mistook Fu Yu for An Zicheng and signaled him to go out at the window. As soon as I handed him the poem, he beat her up without knowing what was wrong. In order to protect herself, she said It was a poem given to him by the eighth girl, but unexpectedly he was still relentless...

Song Tingda knew that Jiuya was really wronged and almost made her lose her reputation in front of everyone, so she kicked Xiuzhen's waist and scolded: "Bitch maid, how dare you do such a despicable thing? Wronging your girl is truly lawless. Awang, drag me out and beat her to death!"

Ah Wang immediately came to drag her away, Xiuzhen realized that she was about to lose her life, she struggled and shouted loudly: "Madam... Madam... Hurry up and save me... It's none of my business..."

Xiao's complexion changed drastically, and he reprimanded: "Bad maid! You have the nerve to ask me to save you after you do such a thing that damages the master, Awang, drag her down quickly!"

Xiuzhen wanted to speak, but Awang covered her mouth immediately, Jiuya stepped forward to stop him, and looked at Song Tingda with a mocking smile on her lips, "Father, this matter obviously doesn't stop there, Why don't you let her go on?"

Song Tingda's face turned green and pale, "Why investigate this matter again? It's clear that this lowly servant girl wants to frame you, okay! Needless to say, this lowly servant girl deserves to die!"

Xiuzhen was dragged out amidst howling, and everyone in the hall fell silent.

Jiuya harbored hatred in her heart, hated Xiao's viciousness, hated Song Tingda who knew there was a poisonous tiger in his family, and would rather his daughter be wronged than tear that cancerous tumor apart, and be a father in vain.

"Sister Ya is so amazing. She killed a person in the blink of an eye. It's really admirable." Mrs. An suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, breaking the silence in the hall.

"Mother..." An Zicheng called out dissatisfied.

Jiuya's eyes were clear, she looked back at Mrs. An and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Thank you for your compliment, but although Jiuya is a concubine, she has little knowledge, but please believe that I will never do such shameless things, let alone intentionally To kill someone. If Madam has already had a prejudice against Jiu Ya, then the verbal engagement with the son can be canceled by Madam, and Jiu Ya will have no complaints."

(End of this chapter)