Tianyuan Dynasty, the third year of Zhenguan The side courtyard of Xiangguo Mansion at night He felt chest pain, shortness of breath, dizziness, and his eyes were a little blurry.
It was so cold.
Yun Dingchu retracted his hands into his sleeves, but he still felt as if his whole body was covered with a layer of ice.
His body was shivering, and the howling cold wind was blowing in his face. , it felt like a knife licking the skin on her face inch by inch.
Outside the paper window, the north wind roars.
Even though it is night, you can still vaguely see the bleak tree branches outside the courtyard.
The shiny silver bars are eye-catching but a bit dazzling.
In the distance, the brightly lit main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, with high red lanterns hanging in the wind.
Constantly swaying, people come and go in a hurry, and every corner reveals joy.
Tomorrow is the sixtieth birthday of Yun Xiangguo.
Even the servants who clean the toilets in the mansion have been reprimanded by the stewards to decorate the halls and courtyards.
Born with a disability and a dilapidated body, she is a daughter who has been rejected by her family for many years.
She can only stay in this dilapidated courtyard.
In the room at minus 4 degrees Celsius, there is no charcoal fire.
The vermilion sandalwood screen is embroidered with the sun, moon and stars.
Although the pattern is Exquisite, but unfortunately a little yellowed.
There is a blue and white porcelain statue on the table, the Eight Immortals table, and a few chairs with their backs crossed.
These are all the belongings of the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister of the Tianyuan Dynasty.
How can it be sad to be so shabby?
As the candlelight flickered, a cold smile appeared on the lips of Leng Yu, who was left alone in the world.
Tuk-tuk-tuk, the bamboo stick as thick as a thumb hit the case hard.
"Mother Zhang, it's useless no matter how loud you knock, Miss, she can't hear you."
She is wearing a pink dress and a double-ringed bun on her head.
She is about sixteen or seventeen years old.
She has a sad expression and feels aggrieved by her master.
"Bah, you dog slave."
Nanny Zhang hit her hard again with a rectangular stick in her right hand and a bowl of tonic soup in her left hand.
She spat at the bitch and cursed in a low voice: "She is indeed deaf and mute.
I still expected her to be able to audible” Yun Dingchu slowly turned his face, and happened to see the scene of the stout woman fiercely scolding her personal maid, making her miserable.
Her back was straight, dignified and delicate, and the cold light from her pair of scaly autumn eyes startled Grandma Zhang.
Those eyes are so sharp and scary.
The timid and cowardly woman in the past who could only lower her eyebrows and look down upon her every time she came, now seemed to be a completely different person.
Nanny Zhang secretly thought in her heart that no matter what, she must complete the task assigned to her by Madam Every night, no matter how busy you are, you must personally deliver the soup to the mute daughter of the Prime Minister of this shabby side courtyard, and you must watch her drink it before leaving.
This is what the eldest lady has repeatedly warned.
"Qinglian, give this soup to your master."
Seeing that the dumb man refused to drink by himself, she had no choice but to be tough and sternly ordered the girl beside her.
It's not a drink, and naturally it's not an invitation, but a drink.
It can be seen that in Zhang's heart, Nanny Zhang doesn't regard Yun Dingchu as her master at all, not even as good as the maids in the house.
"This, this" Qinglian shook her head in panic, her eyes moving back and forth between the young lady's calm and pretty face and the mother-in-law's fierce expression.
"Hurry up."
He slapped the case loudly.
Because of too much force, the blue and white porcelain vase on the small square table fell to the ground, clattering, and the debris flew everywhere.
A small piece hit Qinglian's wrist, and bright red blood stains snaked down.
"Mother Zhang, please have mercy."
With a splash, regardless of the pain in her hands, Qinglian bravely threw herself on her knees and cried out: "Please spare my mistress, she is so weak and can't eat this anymore."
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A smile appeared on the corner of Nanny Zhang's mouth, and her eyes were full of contempt: "You bitch, look at you like this, as if I want to poison this mute to death.
This is just a bowl of tonic soup."
He keeps saying he is a dog slave and a cheap slave, but he does not think that he is also a slave with a life as lowly as an ant, so what qualifications do he have to criticize others.
Bu Tang glanced at the soup bowl in the old slave's hand.
There were a few wolfberries floating on the soup surface, and eight pieces of ginseng, one, two, three, and four.
If you drink this soup, your skin will peel off even if you don't die.
Even if she is not a female military doctor, she still understands basic medical knowledge.
Everyone knows that usually, if you eat too much at night and do not exercise, blood sugar and the concentration of amino acids and fatty acids in the blood will increase, thus Promote a large amount of insulin secretion, reduce heat energy consumption, and accumulate a large amount of fat in the body.
Over time, not only will you gain weight easily, but your physical fitness will become worse and worse.
She was given a jar of milk for breakfast, a complementary food such as fried eggs and shredded potatoes for lunch, and a large amount of nourishing soup at night.
Yun Dingchu finally understood why this body was so weak that she felt dizzy.
If she continued to eat like this, she would probably die in a few days.
Everyone said that the daughter of the Prime Minister of the Tianyuan Dynasty was born with a disability, deaf and mute, her body was broken, and she had disgraced her family.
Her parents had thrown her into this dilapidated courtyard to fend for herself since she was a child.
Now she finally understands that this body is basically It has been deliberately cultivated like this since childhood.
Yun Dingchu sneered, thinking that she was still the weak and submissive woman she was before.
"Qinglian, get up."
No matter how angry she was, she couldn't hear her own voice at all, and then she remembered that the original owner was a disabled person who was born deaf and mute.
She had learned lip reading in modern times.
Aunt Zhang thought she was like a fool who knew nothing, so she was so fierce and powerful and bullied her and her personal maid without any scruples.
Enduring the severe pain in his chest, he raised his foot and put it on the thick sole of the old slave's feet.
Ouch, the slave wailed, fell to his knees, jumped into a dog-eating posture, and threw out the soup bowl in his hand.
Suddenly, the bowl was broken into pieces.
The dregs, wolfberry, and white soup spilled all over the floor.
Yun Dingchu took the bamboo stick from her hand and slapped her heavily on her shoulders, back, and hips.
His movements were quick and smooth, without any sloppiness.
Qinglian was stunned.
She didn't know where her master got the courage and strength to dare to resist this fierce and bullying Nanny Zhang.
You know, in the past, whenever she saw this fierce woman coming, the eldest lady would be like a victim.
The frightened rabbit kept hiding behind her.
He is so brave today.
Is it red rain?
Yun Dingchu only regretted that she couldn't speak at this moment, otherwise, she would definitely call this fierce woman a piece of shit.
She had lived for more than 20 years, and no one had ever dared to treat her like this.
Bang, she threw the bamboo stick far away, and tapped her left index finger lightly on her wrist.
A square, exquisite and compact surgical bag was brought from modern times for self-defense.
She quickly opened and closed it, peeling onions.
There was suddenly a slender silver needle on the tip of his pointed finger.
Against the dim candlelight, the needle shone coldly and was eye-catching.
Seeing the slender silver needle, the old slave was dumbfounded.
His eyes flashed and his expression changed drastically.
He swallowed hard and said, "Second Miss, what are you going to do?
How could you be like this?"
She must go and report it to the madam. , this mute is going to rebel.
Before she could finish speaking, Yun Dingchu smiled coldly at her, and the needle pointed straight towards the tip of her eyebrow, stabbing it straight and accurately.
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Click, Granny Zhang even heard the sound of the skin on her forehead being torn open.
She stretched out her hand and wiped the hot spot.
The red blood in her palm made her body and legs tremble like chaff.
"You, you, you mute, you dare to poke me between the eyebrows."
Grandma Zhang swore that she would seek justice for her.
Just when the fierce woman was going crazy with anger, she suddenly felt a chill between her brows, and then a buzzing sound hit her ears.
In a moment, before she could react, hundreds of wasps flew in from outside and surrounded her.
Suddenly, dozens of wasps wrapped themselves around her forehead.
Grandma's vest was numb and black, and she just barely managed to wet her pants.
She used her sleeves to drive away the wasps that frightened her, and she scurried around the room quickly.
Finally, she ran out of the door like her butt was on fire.
In less than a moment, she was in the corridor outside.
There was a burst of murderous screams.
Yun Dingchu covered his chest, half leaning against the door frame and panting, standing in the boudoir, with a smile on his lips like a cold swishing snake.
For a person who died once, she would never die a second time.
To this day, she still remembers the severe pain when the car crushed her body.
If she wants to live in this life, how can she live peacefully and live better than anyone else?
Everyone wants to be in trouble
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