When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 1402 Jin Yue 3
Tan You slowed the pace of her prayer beads, leaning slightly forward: "Wei Ruoyu, you are heartless and cruel, failing to care for your own flesh and blood. Furthermore, you have acted insubordinately, disrespecting your mistress and attempting to frame me. As the Duchess, Mother, how do you think you should punish her?"

Wei was terrified of Tan You, but at the same time she resented Wei Ruoyu for standing by coldly, and now there was no affection between them as nieces.

She glared fiercely at Wei Ruoyu, her expression devoid of any familial affection: "Naturally, she should be punished according to family rules, given twenty strokes of the cane, and sent to the estate!"

Tan You chuckled, her tone full of disbelief: "Wouldn't that be bad? This is your son's beloved concubine. He'd be heartbroken if he didn't see her when he returned from his campaign."

"Besides, she has a son named Kai. Kai will be sad if he can't see his mother."

Wei glanced at Tan You's expression, unsure whether she was telling the truth or not. She tentatively asked, "What...what do you want to do?"

Tan You fiddled with her prayer beads: "Easy. Starting today, she will be the lowest-ranking servant in the manor. At this time of year, she can go to the laundry room."

Wei Ruoyu's heart sank. She lunged forward, trying to grab Tan You's skirt, but Tan You glared at her, and Wei Ruoyu dared not move again: "Young Madam, Young Madam, this servant was wrong. This servant was arrogant. Please take back your order!"

"That laundry room, what kind of place is that for a human being?"

"Hmm?" Tan You raised an eyebrow: "The clothes in the manor are all washed, ironed and delivered by the laundry department. Everyone else can stay here, but you can't?"

“You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to,” Tan You said in a deep voice when she saw Wei Ruoyu’s eyes suddenly light up. “Then you can take the beating and go to the manor by yourself. You can choose any path. This is the path your aunt chose for you. You can decide for yourself how to choose.”

Wei Ruoyu looked at Madam Wei: "Aunt..."

At this moment, Madam Wei only wanted to protect herself; why would she speak up for Wei Ruoyu? Besides, Wei Ruoyu had just coldly watched her being humiliated, and she felt like tearing Wei Ruoyu apart. She stepped aside, her refusal quite clear.

Wei Ruoyu could only suppress the resentment in her throat, and after a long time, she knelt down and said, "This servant will go to... the laundry room."

She stayed at the laundry shop, knowing that Cheng Qian would be back by the end of the year at the latest, which meant there was still a month to go. Even if the laundry shop was incredibly demanding, a month would pass quickly.

She'll be free when Cheng Qian returns.

Tan You immediately understood Wei Ruoyu's thoughts. She lowered her eyes and smiled. Cheng Qian was indeed coming back at the end of the year, but she also had ways to make Cheng Qian come back later, or even not come back at all.

It has to be said that at this moment, Tan You truly harbored murderous intent towards Cheng Qian.

Since the original owner of this body has a legitimate son, things are much easier, meaning that Cheng Qian, as her father, is no longer of any use. On the contrary, if Cheng Qian were to die, she would be less constrained, and it would actually be more beneficial to her.

Besides, can't she support a three-year-old child?
As Tan You pondered these things, she gradually increased the speed at which she turned her prayer beads. Seeing this, Madam Wei felt uneasy; just moments ago, Tan You had dealt with her and her niece without batting an eye.

What is this monster up to now?
As soon as Tan You revealed her methods, Madam Wei knew that the Tan You before her was not her daughter-in-law, Lin Jinyue. Lin Jinyue was always docile, like a lump of dough. Even though her methods weren't particularly clever, Lin Jinyue was still completely at her mercy.

But Tan You was different; her methods were too wicked for Wei Shi to describe. Thinking back to the excruciating pain she had just experienced, which had almost burned her insides, Wei Shi still felt lingering fear.

The unknown is always more terrifying, and Wei Shi now truly felt a sense of fear towards Tan You. She was afraid that Tan You would quietly get rid of her; she hadn't had enough of her good days yet. Seeing the fear in their eyes, Tan You looked away indifferently: "Two people, clean up."

Soon, Granny Chang came in with two maids to clean up. Wei Ruoyu was also carried away. From today onwards, she was no longer the concubine of Cheng Qian, the heir of the Duke's mansion, but a lowly laundry maid in the Duke's mansion's laundry department.

Lady Wei was also helped to the inner courtyard to change into clean clothes and wash up again. None of the maids seemed surprised by the disheveled state of the inner quarters; it was as if it were the most ordinary scene.

Tan You calmly sipped her tea and glanced at Gu Yu, who was standing in the porch: "Gu Yu, go to the accounting office and get the allowances for Yi Ran Ju for the past three years."

Gu Yu responded crisply, and Tan You called out to her, "Let Aunt Chang go with you."

As Chang Mama walked out of the inner room, her steps were very heavy. She didn't want to go, but the Duchess was in such a miserable state, and if she, a mere servant, didn't go, she would definitely be in an even worse situation than the Duchess.

Gu Yu and Chang Mama went to find the accountant. Tan You listened to the commotion inside the room and said, "I have to remind you, the more you hate me, the more pain you will suffer, and the more pain you will suffer, the sooner you will die."

"Think of your eldest son, don't imagine he'll end up like you..."

Before the threat could be finished, Wei, tormented by a headache, stumbled out of the inner room. She knelt down in front of Tan You with a thud: "Cheng Qian is your husband, you can't treat him like this!"

Tan You looked down at her, her gaze subtle: "Husband? You mean he's my husband?"

Madam Wei was momentarily stunned. Of course, she knew Cheng Qian wasn't the woman's husband, but what else could she do? If she really attacked Cheng Qian, he was her only son…

Tan You blew on the tea foam: "His only use for me was to give me Cheng Sui. With Cheng Sui, Cheng Qian has no need to exist."

Wei collapsed to the ground, futilely grabbing at Tan You's skirt: "I'll kowtow to you. I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated you so badly a few years ago. But Cheng Qian, he's still young, he..."

Tan You pulled back the hem of her skirt: "Your son's life is precious, but other people's lives aren't? You want Cheng Qian to live, fine."

"Use the Wei family in exchange. Choose your son or your maternal family. The choice is yours."

Wei looked up, staring at Tan You in terror. She felt like an executioner, forced to choose between her loved ones. If she died, would she no longer have to choose?

Tan You saw through her determination to die, and simply smiled faintly: "Even if you die, I will not let the Wei family off the hook. The life I lived in the past three years was inseparable from your and your family's advice."

"I remember your two nephews from your maternal family, aren't they going to be competing this year?"

"It is said that those with physical disabilities are not allowed to participate in scientific expeditions."

"Before coming here, I had someone bring them to the Duke's mansion in your name. Judging by the time, they should be arriving soon."

Tan You's words were full of meaning, but Madam Wei seemed struck dumb. She stared at Tan You, and soon began to kowtow repeatedly: "Miss, I beg you, please spare my family!"