The ladies and ladies in each room were satisfied and left holding beautiful brocades.
Li Weiyang stayed.
Every afternoon, she would make a pot of tea for the old lady.
The old lady was very interested in her past life and would always ask casually how she lived in the past.
Li Weiyang just talked about the interesting things about living in the Li family in a very relaxed tone, but the old lady shook her head and said: "Third girl, you didn't tell the truth."
Li Weiyang stared at the old lady with a pair of clear eyes, and after a moment said: "Does the old lady really want to hear the truth?"
The old lady nodded and said, "What I want to hear is the truth."
Li Weiyang took a deep breath.
Those things could always be found out if the other party wanted to.
There was no need to hide them: "I stayed at the Li family until I was seven years old.
No one from the Prime Minister's Mansion took me back, so they took me back.
Sent to the Zhou family in the countryside, Mrs.
Liu, the mistress of the Zhou family.
He was mean and often refused to give me food.
When I was young and ignorant, I sneaked into the kitchen to steal food, but I was caught and beaten by Mr.
Liu.
"Li Weiyang rolled up her sleeves and exposed the scars on her elbows, "Here. , on the back, on the thighs.”
The old lady looked at her in surprise, completely unimaginable: "Have you told her that your biological father is the prime minister?"
Li Weiyang smiled.
She knew that the old lady would not believe it, but it was all true: "While I was crying, I told Madam Liu that my father was a high official in Kyoto, but she spat in my face.
I lived in the Zhou family.
For six years, I was bitten by mosquitoes in the summer and couldn't sleep, and in the winter the house was like an ice cellar; I was ridden by the Zhou family's youngest daughter as a horse, and my hands and knees were all worn out; for I was doing mending and mending, and my fingers were all covered with needle holes, and my feet were covered with frostbite."
Li Weiyang's voice was not loud, and her expression was not miserable.
She did not mention that she was almost beaten to death several times, but she did.
In the light tone, there was clearly a kind of pain, a kind of misery, and a kind of helplessness.
The old lady and Mother Luo next to her were completely stunned.
The old lady subconsciously looked at Weiyang's little hand, pulled it over and rubbed it carefully.
Only then did she realize that there were indeed some scars on the fair hand, but they were not so obvious that she had not noticed them in the past.
Mother Luo shook her head.
Among the ladies in the Prime Minister's Palace, none of them were well-dressed, well-fed, and cared for in every possible way.
But the third lady actually lived such a life.
After all, she still had the Prime Minister's blood on her body, but she was raped by the lowest-class peasant woman.
Abuse.
The old lady looked at Wei Young and felt distressed in her heart.
She couldn't imagine how a seven-year-old girl survived day by day and how she grew up day by day.
She looked at Li Weiyang and said slowly: "My child, you have suffered.
I didn't know that they were so mean to you."
Li Weiyang smiled, and the old lady's face could almost be seen in the dark pupils: "No, these are not bitter.
What really made Weiyang feel sad was when she saw Mr.
Li with his children during the Lantern Festival.
When we went out, I wanted to hold my father’s hand and act like a baby, and I wanted to watch the lanterns and eat Yuanxiao with him, but others scolded me and said I was a wild child without a father and a mother.”
Li Weiyang didn't cry, because there are some things that you don't get when you cry.
She has understood this truth since she was very young.
The old lady gently held Li Weiyang's hand and said slowly: "My child, you have gone home and no one will bully you again."
What the old lady said and the expression in her eyes were true.
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Li Weiyang quietly held her hand tightly.
Yes, now she is back.
From now on, no one can bully her.
If she is a good person, she will If she is bullied, she will only be a bad person in her life.
The old lady smiled, with a hint of sincere concern in her eyes: "Silly boy, I feel lonely living here alone.
Please come and keep me company."
Li Weiyang knew that what the old lady said was the greatest guarantee for her future life.
Back in his own yard, Zi Yan hurriedly greeted him.
Li Weiyang took a look.
Huamei was in the outer room, using a feather duster to dust the dust on the mahogany carved screen.
She kept walking and quickly entered the inner room.
Bai Zhi and Mo Zhu each held two pieces of brocade in their hands.
They were both extremely beautiful and made people feel happy to see them.
Li Weiyang asked the two girls to put the brocade on the table, and then asked Mo Zhu to go out, leaving only Bai Zhi to accompany her.
Then, she stretched out her hand to pick up the delicate and beautiful brocade, and two words burst out from her lips: "Tear it apart" Bai Zhi didn't react for a while and stayed there.
Li Weiyang looked at her and said lightly: "What are you doing standing there, tearing them up."
Although Bai Zhi was particularly surprised, she still walked over as instructed, picked up a piece of brocade, took out the hairpin on her head and pulled it to the side with both hands, and the beautiful brocade was destroyed in two.
The sun casts mottled shadows from the lattice window shaded by winter plums, illuminating the beautiful brocade on the table.
Listening to the groan of broken silk, a faint smile appeared on Li Weiyang's lips.
Bai Zhi faithfully carried out Li Weiyang's orders.
Soon, these brocades had been changed beyond recognition, and not much was left.
But after the destruction, Bai Zhi was very scared again: "Miss, these are sent by the eldest young master.
They will be worn during the Chinese New Year, just in case."
Li Weiyang blinked and said: "Bai Zhi, go find a box and lock up these brocades."
Bai Zhi immediately got down: "Yes, I understand."
However, Bai Zhi was still confused in her heart.
What was the use of locking up these torn brocades?
At this time, Huamei had quietly arrived at Fu'an Yuan on the pretext of going out to get some washing clothes.
She was very worried because she failed in her last errand.
The eldest lady did not mean to blame her at all, but said with a smile: "Huamei, I told you to take good care of the third lady."
The thrush relaxed a little, but luckily Madam didn't get angry.
Mother Lin came up, gently held her hand, and said softly: "Do you understand what Madam means?"
Huamei's heart skipped a beat and she nodded quickly.
Mother Lin paused and said slowly: "Madam, I can forgive you once, but never a second time."
Huamei felt one of Mother Lin's hands reach into her waist, like a small water snake rubbing against her smooth skin.
Huamei let out a low cry and wanted to jump away urgently, but Mother Lin pinched her waist.
A small piece of flesh was twisted, and the sharp nails were almost embedded in the flesh.
He pulled hard, and Huamei screamed in pain, and his whole body squirmed: "Yes, I must be optimistic about the third lady."
The eldest lady turned the red coral bracelet in her hand, smiled kindly, and smiled.
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