My imagination has come true

Yu's mother was startled, and tears burst out.

Yue Ling was also stunned.

On the contrary, Mu Qingyun was the calmest of them all, stretching out his hand and slowly pushing on Yue Ling's back.

With her pushing and pressing, Yue Ling also felt the pain in her heart dissipate a little.

Mu Qingyun let out a breath, got up and walked to the door, staring at the maid who cleaned up very well, she didn't show any anger on her face, but she was a little cold: "My mother and I will deliver the keys to the master in person."

For some reason, the servant girl became frightened when she saw Mu Qingyun's expression, she didn't finish the rest of her sentence, she murmured for a while, "Master, tell me—"

Before she could finish her sentence, the servant girl felt the cold air hit her face, and immediately shut her mouth.

She was just sold to Zhang's house by the toothmaid a few days ago. Because the nobleman is staying overnight at Zhang's house, Mr. Zhang got a new aunt.

As a newcomer, the servant girl didn't understand anything, but she instinctively felt that if she got involved in this matter, she would definitely be unlucky.

The outside gradually became quiet, and the maid stood at the door in a daze for a long time, and finally turned around obediently and left.

Two old bald cats nestled lazily on the edge of the bushes, with half of their tails hanging down, motionless.

Yue Ling stood up and looked out the window in a daze. After all, she couldn't bear the peace and tranquility on her face. She turned her head to look at Mu Qingyun, her eyes were astringent, and she couldn't help asking: "Am I wrong?"

Ever since she married Zhang Qing, even in those days when she had the best relationship with Zhang Qing, she still considered herself to be respectful and filial to her husband, gentle and considerate to her husband.

Most of the time, Qingqing will be wronged instead.

Even Zhang Rongrong, a big family, was treated better than her and Qingqing at home. Zhang Qing said that his elder brother left early, and it was not easy to leave only the orphan and widow.

He also said that his eldest brother is the eldest son of the Zhang family, and Zhang Rongrong's status in the Zhang family is higher than others.

Although Yue Ling felt awkward thinking about it, the first and second householders separated early, no matter how the elder brother was the eldest son, his daughter would not be superior to the younger brother's house.

But she said a few words to Zhang Qing, Zhang Qing always had his reasons, and Yue Ling was fine with it.

Thinking of the past, two lines of hot tears rolled down Yue Ling's mouth, and tasted a bloody smell.

She gave all her hard work to the Zhang family, to Zhang Qing, and never had any selfishness.

For most of her life, she almost crushed her bones for Zhang Qing to eat. When did she ever think about herself?
Could it be that all she did was in exchange for being beaten and scolded.

Even former scholars know what it means to teach a son face to face and a wife behind a back.

No matter how badass he is, he never beat his wife in the face in front of his daughter or concubine!

Yue Ling's fingers were as cold as ice, even though she was all dressed up, she was like a piece of thin paper, as if it could be pierced through.

There was ruthlessness in her eyes, and her eyes fell on the table. There were scissors on the table, but there was actually a knife hidden in the drawer.

When she got married back then, the class leader added this knife to her make-up. At that time, the class leader told her to hold it with peace of mind.

The knife is quite good. Yue Ling used to sing a new play called "Yang Yuying Slashes Two Dragon Kings in Anger". When she sang this play, the knife she used was lent to her by the troupe leader, and it was exactly this one.

Yang Yuying is a famous Valkyrie in folklore. There are many legends and dramas about her.

The most famous of them is this one.

It is said that more than a hundred years ago, two dragons made waves in the Yellow River, causing floods to affect several provinces. Yang Yuying, the Martial Goddess, was shocked to hear about this and descended from the sky with a sword.

Knowing Yang Yuying's prestige, the two dragon kings avoided and did not dare to go out. Yang Yuying cut off the Yellow River with one sword, smashed the Dragon Palace with two swords, and sent the Dragon King back to the west with three swords.

This play is not difficult, and it is sung by many actors, but it is not Yue Ling's famous work. She usually sings the most talented scholars and beauties. The literati in Jiangnan love to listen to it, and they can make money.

But her favorite is this one.

The class leader gave the knife to each other. She didn't understand the painstaking efforts involved in this before, but now she suddenly understands.

Yue Ling thought, she once swore to each other with Zhang Qing.

He also saved Zhang Qing's life. I don't know if the other party still remembers it?
Mu Qingyun was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "Aniang, I was not willing to make decisions for you before, but today I will presume to make decisions for you once."

She familiarly went to the box next to the bed to find out Yue Ling's dowry list and account book.

After packing the things, Mu Qingyun dragged Yue Ling straight to Aunt Guo.

Yue Ling was in a daze, and was dragged out the door and down the steps.

Aunt Guo was bought by Sun Yuzhi as a gift to Zhang Qing. Zhang Qing liked this beauty very much and attached great importance to it. The residence he arranged was separated from his study by a wall.

Every day, the red sleeves add fragrance, Zhang Qing also became very popular in poetry, and wrote many poems to describe his feelings.

It's the same as when he caught up with Jiangnan Famous Dan.

Yue Ling followed her daughter to the door of Aunt Guo's room, but she stopped in her tracks, with a look of bewilderment on her face, and even the murderous intent in her chest had nowhere to rest.

For Aunt Guo, there is certainly a grudge, but it is not so strong, and there is a bit of inexplicable shame.

"Qingqing, these things are not your business."

Yue Ling paused, then sighed, "Your father wants to use Aunt Guo, how could Aunt Guo say 'no'? After all, it is your father who is sorry for me and has nothing to do with others."

That person doesn't know how to respect his wife. There is no Aunt Guo, and there will be Aunt Li and Aunt Wang in the future.

She brought her daughter to the concubine's door to make trouble, which would only make her feel more ashamed.

In particular, Aunt Guo is also from the opera troupe, and she is also a famous actress in the south of the Yangtze River. She is only seventeen this year, only two years older than Mu Qingyun.

A child, do I have to argue with her?
Even now, Yue Ling still needs face.Even if she was killed, she couldn't do it.

Back then, she was not on good terms with Zhang Qing, but she had a senior brother who had a crush on each other. At that time, she and her senior brother had already established a tacit understanding, and they both wanted to perform on stage to make money, so they made it clear to the master that the two wanted to get married.

As a result, not long after the elder martial brother came on stage, he turned his love to another, and left her for her good sister.

At that time, she also felt as if she had been stabbed with a knife, and she was in extreme pain.

Even so, she didn't blame her sisters entirely.

A slap can't be slapped, and the senior brother is old and famous early, so he already took the initiative. If he doesn't want to, then a hundred more sisters will come, who can tie him up?

They are actors, they eat the food of youth, many people think they are low-class, life is hard, women are especially sad, Yue Ling has always had a little bit of pity for her colleagues.

Her class leader always said that Yue Ling had a chivalrous spirit, and it was because of this that she sang well in plays.

Seeing Yue Ling's expression, Mu Qingyun immediately relaxed a lot, shook his head, and reached out to knock on the door.

It was the servant girl who came to open the door, opened the door and walked out by herself.

Aunt Guo was standing by the far window, with a heavy woman standing on the left and right.

The windows are wide open.

Every line on her face was tense, and she slowly stood up and bowed to Yue Ling: "Ma'am, you are polite."