Distressed wife

Chapter 9

Mu Ziyan looked up at Biyun, "Is everything settled?"

"Miss, don't worry, you will not live in peace tonight." Biyun replied in a low voice.

Mu Zijing went to "Yuexi Courtyard", but was rejected.

"Mother..." With red eyes, Mu Zijing entered the third wife Cui's room holding the Ziling Feather Fan.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her beloved daughter's aggrieved appearance, Cui's heart ached.

Mu Zijing threw herself into Cui Shi's arms after a few steps, "Mother, Eldest Sister doesn't like this purple spirit feather fan. My daughter kindly went to see Second Sister, but she even called her sick and sent her back."

"What?" Cui Shi's face darkened when she heard that, and while wiping the tears from the corners of Mu Zijing's eyes with a veil, she said in a deep voice, "Hmph, one is arrogant and savage, and the other is weak and delicate, how can they compare with my Jing'er?" ?”

Mu Zijing looked at Cui Shi with tears in her eyes, "Mother."

Mrs. Cui comforted Mu Zijing, a faint light flashed in her eyes, the eldest and her third wife were not brothers of the same mother, so there was nothing wrong with suppressing the third wife, but the old lady favored the second bedroom, and the only third bedroom was left alone She used to want to please not only the eldest wife, but also the second wife. She was not comfortable at all, but now that the eldest wife and the second wife actually bullied her daughter, how could she swallow this anger.

When she was thinking about how to vent her anger for Mu Zijing, Nanny Lin who was beside Cui walked in with her head down.

"Look at this face crying like a cat." Cui raised her eyes and glanced at the girl Shuang'er who was waiting beside Mu Zijing.

Shuang'er hurriedly stepped forward to support Mu Zijing, "Miss San, this servant will take care of you to wash up."

Mu Zijing saw that Nanny Lin was at the side, even though she was small, she was winking, she lowered her eyes quietly, then turned and went to the inner room.

"Master, the Qiaoyun in the second lady's yard is gone." Nanny Lin replied in a low voice.

"Qiaoyun?" The third wife Cui frowned, "Why didn't it happen?"

"Yesterday, the second lady went to Yanluoyuan, and she fell ill when she came back. That Qiaoyun used to be the needlework girl in the second lady's house, and she disappeared last night." Nanny Lin looked around, and continued Said, "Caiyun delivered the news, maybe Qiaoyun heard something she shouldn't have heard."

"Shouldn't you listen?" Cui seemed to have thought of something, and sneered, "My second sister-in-law is also very arrogant, no wonder she got into the eyes of the old lady, it's a pity, she gave birth to a daughter who didn't live up to expectations , looks soft and well-behaved, but it is short-lived."

"Master, be careful that walls have ears." Nanny Lin reminded cautiously, "Master, maybe this matter has something to do with the Eldest Miss."

"Let them make a fuss, it will be nothing to fetch water from the bamboo basket." Cui's eyes flickered, "Where is Qiaoyun's body?"

"This is even more interesting." Mother Lin wrinkled her face with a smile, "Now this Qiaoyun's body is buried in the young miss's yard."

"What?" Cui uttered in surprise, calming down a little, "It seems that the second sister-in-law is going to put the young miss to death."

"In a few days, the old lady will fast and leave the church, but I don't know what the second lady is going to do." Nanny Lin couldn't figure it out for a while.

Cui waved her hand, as long as the eldest and second room fight to the death, she just needs to sit aside and reap the benefits. However, thinking of her daughter's aggrieved appearance just now, Cui's eyes turned cold, "I don't mind adding more fire."

"The meaning of the master is..." Seeing Cui's complexion condensed, Lin's face flashed, and she quickly whispered, "The eldest lady treats the second lady very well, but she neglects the little master alone. Since the two young ladies are deeply in love with each other... , then why not..."

Cui sneered, "Let Chuntao handle this matter."

"I'll go now, old slave." Mother Lin didn't dare to delay when she got an errand, and went to work on her own.

It was late at night, and the lights were turned off early in the courtyard.

Rue Xiang rested on the low couch next to the bed, but she closed her eyes, but she never fell asleep.

Biyun rested in the outer ear room, she and Rue Xiang were first-class girls, they had a good relationship since they were young, so naturally they rested in the same room.

At this moment she was pretending to lie down, the woman who was watching the night in the backyard was punished for drinking too much last night, and deducted a month's monthly money, and she was depressed at the moment.

A petite figure sneaked into the inner room, and was tiptoeing close to the bed, his footsteps were extremely light, even in the dark night, he was very plain, obviously he was very familiar with the inner room layout.

Mu Ziyan was lying on the bed, and felt that there were hands slowly reaching into the curtain, as if she was going to put something under her mattress, but before she put it down, Mu Ziyan suddenly got up and grabbed the black hand.

The black figure was startled at first, and was about to break free, when suddenly her body sank, and someone was already hugging her tightly.

Although Mu Ziyan's strength was a bit weak, she was superior in her flexibility, and with a single movement for some reason, the black hand's wrist was dislocated.

"Ah..." Heiying finally couldn't help crying out.

Mu Ziyan said in a deep voice, "Hold the lamp."

When the lights came on, Mu Ziyan lifted the curtain, and when she saw the black shadow kneeling under the pressure of Yunxiang and Biyun, Mu Ziyan's eyes froze, "Raise your head."

The black figure covered its face, only revealing a pair of eyes, and now it is kneeling, without raising its head.

Yun Xiang stretched out her hand to lift the veil, and when she saw the appearance, surprise flashed across her eyes, "Chun Xi?"

"Chunxi, how could it be you?" Biyun Suri and Chunxi were considered to be a little closer, but she didn't expect her to be an internal response?
Mu Ziyan sat down slowly, and looked coldly at Chun Xi who was kneeling on the ground.

Yun Xiang looked at the things in Chunxi's hands, her face sank, and she quickly handed them to Mu Ziyan with both hands.

Mu Ziyan just glanced at it indifferently. It was a rag doll with the date of birth on it that she was most familiar with, and the densely packed needles on it. She sneered for a while, and it was a technique of disgusting victory. Could it be possible to use a fresh trick? ?
"You don't have to say it, someone will say it." Mu Ziyan said coldly, she has never been merciful to those who betray her, especially such slaves who betray the master, she can't keep them.

Chun Xi bit her lips and said nothing, her wrist hurt badly, she just felt that the hand holding her just now looked like a dead man's hand, but she didn't dare to raise her eyes, for fear that what she saw was a ghost.

Seeing her, Mu Ziyan felt a bit stubborn, she raised her foot and kicked Chunxi directly in the heart, and only then did she remember that the dress she was wearing that day must have been tampered with by Chunxi.

(End of this chapter)