Yan's Zhongzheng Mansion.The sound of falling objects came from a small independent yard in the backyard, which attracted the attention of the old woman and the maids.But it was just some contemptuous glances, and some people would take the initiative to go in to persuade peace, and there was not even anyone who told Mrs.
Yan.Since yesterday at dawn, a small sedan chair was quietly carried into the house, and directly sent to this secluded small courtyard, and no one has cared about it since.Not to mention Patriarch Yan and Mrs.
Yan, even the groom and the eldest son of Yan did not show up.The maids and old women who were assigned to serve in the small courtyard by the old housekeeper were usually snobbish, and they saw that the notorious Mo San girl who was brought from the Mo family's South Mansion was not a serious person, and they all had gloomy faces and were lazily "busy".At noon, the old butler diligently led an old maid in.The old women and maids, who pretended to be busy, looked at the old housekeeper's "loyal dog" smiling face and stared curiously.The old housekeeper glared at him and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze?
If you don't go in quickly to tell your master, the first woman will send the big housekeeper Yang Yanchang to send a congratulatory gift, and let your master come out to greet you. ”Hearing the words "Feng Xiannu", the lazy old women and maids in the courtyard stared at Yang Yan's wife blankly.I thought that the people in the pavilion couldn't come out and walk around at will, but I didn't expect ......
"Who sent it?"
”The door of the house was pushed open, Mo Yanxiu was stunned, and the two yin owls swept their eyes to the old women and maids in the courtyard, ignoring the old housekeeper who was smiling stiffly, and his eyes were fixed on Yang Yan's ......
A brocade box held in both hands."
What did that slut send you to give?
Isn't it enough for her to unite the people of the Mo and Yan families to humiliate me?
Hehe, I really regret that the only time I was kind enough to feed a dog. ”"Mo San......"
Yang Yan's grandmother smiled embarrassedly and corrected: "Aunt Yan forgives her sins, the old slave actually forgot that you have married into the Yan family." ”"Marry?"
Mo Yanxiu looked up to the sky and sneered at herself: "Am I married?"
Hehe, the Mo clan genealogy removed me, and the Yan clan genealogy does not have my name, and I don't even know which clan I am now.The little slut is so scheming, I really admire it!
”Step by step down the stone steps, standing in front of Yang Yanyan, he stretched out his hand to grab the brocade box, opened the lid of the box, and a kind eyebrow and flawless jade Guanyin came into view."
The warrior kills, and the plotter punishes the heart."
Mo Yanxiu hugged Yu Guanyin, looked up at the pigeons flying in the sky, and asked softly: "Grandma Yang, if I hadn't calculated her step by step, would she let me go?"
”Sister-in-law Yang lowered her head and replied solemnly: "The old slave doesn't dare to speak falsely. ”"Huh, don't you dare?"
Mo Yanxiu turned to look at the solemn Yang Yan, "You go back, thank her on my behalf." ”"Aunt Yan, please take care."
Sister-in-law Yang saluted, followed the old housekeeper out of the small courtyard, and returned the same way.It's just that when she stepped out of the threshold of the small courtyard, there was an exclamation behind her, and a loud sound of jade shattering.The old butler glanced back and peeked back, shrunk his neck in fright, and stammered with a smile on his face, "Butler Yang, look at this......
This......
How can this be?
”Sister-in-law Yang glanced indifferently at the trembling old housekeeper and left without looking back.The old housekeeper broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly ran to the front yard to tell Patriarch Yan and Eldest Prince Yan.A concubine dares to smash the congratulatory gift sent by the ancestor daughter, and it is a fatal crime to spread such a great rebellion, and it will cause the anger of the whole clan.In the small courtyard, Mo Yanxiu smashed the Jade Guanyin, and gently stroked her slightly bulging belly with her hand.It's been four months, and the child in her womb has taken on a human form, as long as she gives birth to a male baby, she can be a mother and a child."
Miss Mo San, you're in big trouble.Throwing away the congratulatory gift sent by the ancestor is a great crime of rebellion and must be punished by family law. ”An old woman really couldn't look at it, and she was cleaning up the broken jade pieces while chattering."
Shut up!"
Mo Yanxiu scolded angrily, looked around at the old women and maids in the courtyard, and ordered: "No matter who asks, they all say that Jade Guanyin was originally broken." ”The old woman who picked up the jade piece said embarrassedly: "Miss Mo San, this is ......
I'm afraid it won't work.What the maiden sent must be good.The old slaves don't have the courage to help hide it, and it is a capital crime to slander the ancestors of the ancestors, and the old slaves only have one life and one head. ”"Shut up!"
A slap came over, but unfortunately the old woman reacted very quickly, grabbed her slender wrist, and sneered: "Miss Mo San, please respect yourself, the old slave was sent by the patriarch's wife to serve, not sent by the Mo clan to slap Miss Mo in the face." ”"That's right, Miss Mo San don't know what to do.Sister Wu's persuasion of you is also kind, you just treat you as a donkey's liver and lungs, and even brought your arrogant and evil habits in Mo's South Mansion to our mansion.We are the Yan clan, the rules and etiquette are strict, and Miss Mo had better abide by the rules of the Yan clan and don't do anything that she regrets. ”A bold maid chattered non-stop, and every sentence stimulated Mo Yanxiu's fragile self-esteem.She is a concubine, the concubine of Nanfu, and she is even more blinded than the concubine of Mo's Zhongzheng Mansion.She hated that she was born of a concubine, and she hated herself even more for being a woman.Whenever she saw Mo Yuxiu sitting and Mo Shenghong sitting, but she was standing, her self-esteem felt like falling into the abyss.In Nanfu, she competes for favor, power, status, and face, as long as Mo Yuxiu and Mo Shenghong have all the things they have, they have to fight for her, and only when they fight for each other do they feel that she is a person with flesh and blood and self-esteem.Mo Yanxiu's face was gloomy and her eyes were full of tears, which made the old woman holding her slender wrist and the chattering maid stunned.The old woman let go of her hand and took a few steps back timidly.She was afraid that Mo Yanxiu would suddenly go crazy and pounce, and she was even more afraid that Mo Yanxiu would crash into her head and die in front of her, then her sin would be great.The maid also took two steps back vigilantly, away from Mo Yanxiu."
Why don't you say it, huh?"
Mo Yanxiu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingers, laughed desolate and silently, and sighed: "How unfair fate treats me, even a humble wife dares to threaten me."
A lowly servant girl can also count me on the nose and face, and it seems that I should make you understand what a master is and what a slave is. ”"Miss Mosan, what do you want to do?"
The old woman and the maid retreated in fear, and the companions around them also stood up to protect them.It was as if the two armies were facing each other, and Mo Yanxiu had become their common enemy.Mo Yanxiu glanced at it coldly and shouted resentfully."
Someone!"
In an instant, six masked men in black broke out of the house, broke through the encirclement of the old woman and the maids, and protected Mo Yanxiu behind them.Each of the masked men in black held their weapons and stared fiercely at the trembling old women and maids."
Kill them!"
Mo Yanxiu gave an order, and those masked men in black immediately took action."
No, don't kill me!
…… Yes!
”"Help!
Kill!
…… Yes!
”"Murder!
Kill......
Yes!
”…… The small courtyard was like a Shura hell, and no one survived the masked black-clothed man with the knife wherever he passed.Mo Yanxiu stood under the verandah and watched quietly, until the last old woman died under the butcher's knife of the masked man in black, she let out a long sigh of relief and turned back to the house.() Glory to the end