klisemfg Chapter 1021 Chapter 1021
Chapter 1021 Chapter 1021
Fang Yaer's last hope was shattered.
Nan Nan asked, "Mother, this matter is so serious, how can we not even mention it?"
Bai Cha pulled her daughter to hide in a deserted place, letting the cold wind rage, but she didn't change her mind. "I see that you are reluctant to leave the wealth of the mansion. Even so, mother has to say a few words. You were sent by the Crown Prince's wife to report the matter of the small Buddhist temple to the Princess. If the Crown Prince investigates, my child, who will bear the blame if not you?"
Fang Yaer was struck by lightning when she heard this.
"Mother, are you saying that the prince will hold people accountable?"
Bai Cha looked at her daughter with deep sorrow. "Ya'er, you've followed me for many years and are considered very sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. How can you not understand that the Crown Prince doesn't want the old lady to come out of the Buddhist temple at all? Not only the Crown Prince, but even the Master doesn't want to either. With things like this, I'm afraid your wife won't be able to handle it either."
Wouldn't it be asking for trouble if I bring this up again?
This is true.
Since returning, Xiao Yinxiu has been upset about two things. First, she called Pei Qiuyun back and placed high hopes on her, but she underestimated the cruelty of her uncle and her own husband, Silang. Pei Qiuyun wanted to help but was unable to do so and could not save her aunt.
The second is to instigate Pei Qiuyun to make a big deal out of it.
In the small Buddhist temple, Pei Qiuyun lost face. She had no dignity at all. When Pei Chen scolded her, he was not polite at all. He pointed at her and scolded her for being clever and having a pig brain.
Pei Chen looked down on her.
These things were a fatal blow to Xiao Yinxiu. If Pei Chen really imprisoned her or took her to the manor, where would her hope be in this life?
Wait until the two brothers grow up?
But my aunt also has a pair of sons, what’s the use?
Xiao Yinxiu became pessimistic and became more and more harsh towards her subordinates. In the past, it was Shuangyue and Aunt Chu, along with several senior maids, who took on her anger. But now with Fang Yaer, Xiao Yinxiu scolded her right at the heart.
Although Fang Ya'er was a maidservant in the same room, and her monthly allowance of clothes was higher than that of the head maidservant, she could not compare with the concubines, and she could only do ordinary work. Seeing that she was not favored by the prince's wife, everyone took advantage of her misfortune.
When a wall falls, everyone pushes it. Fang Yaer has been jumping around like a monkey with a red butt these past few days, and many people can't stand it.
Today, she was also arranged to attend the New Year's Eve celebration.
Fang Yaer is not very old, but seeing how happy everyone in the mansion is, she still misses her mother.
However, there is no turning back on this road.
In the eyes of the people of Dalong, Xiaonian is the most important festival before the New Year. From high-ranking officials to ordinary people, everyone cooks some hot meat soup and eats some coarse grain rice on this day to fill their stomachs.
In the burnt-out Diecuixuan wing room, Jin Fuyun, dressed in mourning clothes, sat on the ground.
Shi Niang came in with hot soup and rice, took a closer look, and cried out, "Miss, the ground is so cold, you can't sit on it!"
Jin Fuyun looked tired and haggard.
Her originally well-trimmed willow-shaped eyebrows had long since grown into messy eyebrows due to the blows of the past few days. As for her cheeks, she had not applied any facial oil for many days, and the cold wind had been attacking her for several days, causing them to become chapped.
As for my hands and feet, I had several patches of frostbite.
It's burning, painful and itchy.
This was the first time in Jin Fuyun's four lifetimes that she lived such a miserable life. Fortunately, the palace sent people to visit from time to time, one to investigate the princess's soul, and the other to inquire about the eldest girl's true condition.
Jin Meng couldn't even muster a smile, but he still replied, "Your Majesty and Your Majesty, I thank you for your concern. My daughter is unvirtuous and has caused all these troubles. However, Hong An and I only have this one daughter. No matter how bad she is, we can't bear to let her go with her mother."
Hearing this, the palace was satisfied.
He was given some symbolic supplements as a reward. When Jin Meng received the reward, his hands trembled and the anger in his heart burned again and again.
What a shame!
Whose daughter committed adultery and needed some supplements? Look, golden bird's nest, century-old ginseng, and even donkey-hide gelatin from Jiangzhou—
Jin Meng's face turned green!
These are all used by pregnant women, what do they have to do with that evil girl of mine?
In a rage, he punished Jin Fuyun again. By now, Jin Fuyun had completely fallen into the situation where everyone wanted to punish him.
The maids and servants did not dare to deduct money, but they could turn a blind eye.
Jin Yunfan and his wife could only send people to guard Diecuixuan, which was filled with the smell of burnt food. As long as she didn't commit suicide, it would be a good thing!
The house was deserted and the food was cold.
Shi Niang put down the tray and quickly helped Jin Fuyun up. She lit two more candles, and the room became brighter.
"Miss, you must not abuse your body now. Think about nothing else but the princess."
She was an old lady who served the princess, and she could not hold back her tears when she thought of the princess's current fate of life and death.
If the princess were still alive, who would dare to treat the young lady so badly!
such a pity……
Dead people are useless!
Jin Fuyun's eyes dimmed as he heard the sound of firecrackers coming from outside. He looked up and asked, "What time is it now? Why are there so many firecrackers?"
Her voice was hoarse, no longer the sweet voice that is typical of women.
The bitter sound was like the sound of a knife being sharpened in a throat that had been dry for years and damaged by smoke.
Shi Niang felt even sadder when she heard this.
"Girl, today is the Little New Year."
Jin Fuyun sighed softly, "This year is almost over."
Shi Niang raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears. "Yes, the New Year is coming soon. It's the end of the twelfth lunar month, and the weather is really cold. It has been snowing intermittently for several days. Miss, you must take care of yourself."
Jin Fuyun turned his head, his eyes dull and lifeless.
"Shi Niang is worried that I will commit suicide?"
Shi Niang didn't dare to answer.
Jin Fuyun shook his head, his chest heaving as he exhaled foul air from his mouth and nose. "I absolutely will not die. The person who harmed me is still alive in this world. No matter how incompetent I am, I will not give in like this."
So what if he took my body? So what if he wanted to marry me?
Could Song escape the curse of three lives? She was destined to die early. Regardless of whether she married Pei An or not, her parents were both dead and her adoptive brother died suddenly.
Correct!
Song Guanzhou had an adopted brother, but in his first life, he disappeared and his life or death was unknown.
In his next two lives, he had a miserable ending, falling off a horse and drowning... In this life, the adopted son of the Song family wanted to live to old age, but she, Jin Fuyun, would not allow it!
The porridge and food are cold.
Shi Niang wanted to put it on the charcoal fire to warm it up, but Jin Fuyun waved her hand weakly, "It's okay, you'll spit it out anyway if you eat it."
She had been feeling uncomfortable in her stomach these past few days, perhaps because she had caught a cold. She ate very little food to begin with, and she vomited it all out.
Shi Niang boiled some herbal medicine and helped Jin Fuyun take it, but there was no improvement.
"Miss, if you don't, I will go and ask the young master to find a doctor to come in and take a look." It's not a good thing to keep vomiting like this.
Jin Fuyun had become as thin as a stick of firewood. If it weren't for her thick winter clothes, she would have been almost blown away by the cold wind...