Shi Minwei said with considerable approval: "Hypocrites in this world are far more terrifying than real villains. Real villains have their faces on the outside and can make people wary; hypocrites... Haha, the second mistress married into such a family, It’s no wonder there’s not even a bone left.”
Qing Guan sneered, "Master, must I have forgotten that Gu Mansion is a house of poetry and etiquette, with three Jinshi in the same discipline."
"Shit!" Shi Minwei suddenly cursed.
Everyone felt relieved after hearing this. The Gu family was worse than bullshit, so dirty that it made people sick.
"Miss, they are coming to kill us, we can't just sit back and wait to be killed."
Yueniang was anxious in her heart. Although she had Ye Qing and Ye Zi beside her, it was easy to dodge open guns but hard to guard against hidden arrows, so she had to strike first to be stronger.
"Master, what do you mean?" Qingguan looked at Shi Minwei.
Shi Minwei's eyes narrowed, "Miss, we still can't move, we can only wait and see what happens."
Qingguan understood in his heart.
"It's appropriate to add fuel to the fire." Shi Minwei sighed, "Let's make a fuss about the princess and Mr. Gu first."
"Then let's start with the truth about Aunt Zhang's miscarriage." Qingguan twisted her pretty eyebrows, a coldness flashing in her eyes.
A good birthday banquet ended unhappy in the end. The servants in the Gu family looked at the sullen faces of their masters and wanted to stand on tiptoes even when walking, for fear of accidentally becoming a punching bag.
On this day, Mrs. Zhang had just taken the medicine when the curtain was lifted and Xiaogu came in.
"Auntie, we have guests arriving."
Mrs. Zhang smiled sadly, "Who else will come at this time?"
"Auntie, it's Miss Six and the moon girl in front of you."
It was her. Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed and said, "Please come in quickly."
Yueniang came in and said, "Auntie, are you feeling better today?"
"Please come and see me. Sit down quickly, Yueniang."
Yueniang handed the blood swallow in her hand to Xiaogu's hand, "This is half a catty of blood swallow, sent by the ancestors of the Jiang family. Miss Six said that she was young and did not need such trouble, so she specially asked the slave to bring it to my aunt."
Blood swallow is a precious thing, and even the grandmother of a wealthy family may not be able to use it.
Zhang's eyes were slightly red and she said, "Thank you Miss Sixth for me. I cannot repay her kindness in this life, but I will repay it in the next life."
Yueniang said with a smile: "What are you talking about? What kind of kindness is that? My lady is in Gu's house, and my aunt is always helping me. She will remember it in her heart."
Mrs. Zhang felt guilty, "How can I help Miss Six remember such a trivial thing? It is Miss Six who saved her life from the King of Hell."
Yueniang said in a low voice: "Auntie's difficulty is really painful. I still don't have an explanation. Auntie doesn't hate it in her heart?"
As if being stabbed hard in the center with a knife, Zhang's face changed several times, "How can I not hate it?"
"Which person in this house does my aunt hate?"
Mrs. Zhang slumped down on the brocade mat. It's really ridiculous, I don't even know who to hate.
"Auntie, do you want to know who did it?"
Yueniang's tone was very light, but it was like a heavy blow. Mrs. Zhang stood up suddenly, grabbed Yueniang's hand, and said sternly: "Who?"
"Xiao Gu, stay outside. I have something to tell your master."
Just when Yueniang left Gu's house, Nanny Tan rushed into the princess's yard in a hurry.
Zhao Huayang was drinking chrysanthemum tea and talking to Sister Ling.
These days, men have been going to the little bitch every day. If it had been in the past, she would have slapped him, scolded his father and mother, and turned him upside down.
It's just that the dirty thing hasn't been investigated yet, so even though my heart is filled with hatred, I can only stare. As time goes by, I can no longer suppress my anger, so I can only rely on chrysanthemum tea to clear it.
"What is it, like a fox burning its tail?"
Nanny Tan clenched her fists and opened her eyes as big as bells, "Princess, the matter has been cleared up."
Zhao Huayang's heart skipped a beat, and he squeezed the teacup with his hand unconsciously.
"Tell me, who did it?"
Granny Tan gritted her teeth and said in a low voice: "Princess, it's the one from Dongyuan."
"What?"
Zhao Huayang's eyes filled with murderous intent, "Is there any real evidence?"
Grandma Tan immediately lowered her head and whispered a few words in her ear.
"Seriously?" Zhao Huayang's pink face was twisted.
"Princess, it's absolutely true. There are witnesses and physical evidence. We...we...we took the blame for her."
Zhao Huayang bit it into pieces with his silver teeth and threw the tea cup in his hand to the ground.
The bitch is really cruel and ruthless. She was framed by one move and made her have no place in the Gu family. She lost her second wife and made the second master Gu hate her to the bone.
"You're so good, Mr. Zhou. If I don't tear you alive, I, Zhao Huayang, will take your damn surname."
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a maid speaking outside, "Aunt Zhang is here."
The three people in the room looked at each other, wondering why she was here.
Mrs. Zhang entered the door with tears in her eyes and a sad look on her face. She knelt down in front of the princess.
Zhao Huayang felt disgusted in his heart, but he said gently on his face: "The sky is blue and the sun is bright, how do you say this?"
Madam Zhang had a look of pain on her face and said in a hoarse voice: "I beg the princess to make the decision for my dead child."
Zhao Huayang and Wu Yanling looked at each other, and their voices were cold, "I gave you abortion pills, but you want me to make the decision. Aunt Zhang must have found the wrong person."
Mrs. Zhang raised her head and said word by word: "The second wife has no children. If I give birth to a son, the princess can hold her and raise him as her own son. This will satisfy the second master's wishes and give Sister Ling something to rely on. The princess Why did the Lord cut off his own retreat?”
Zhao Huayang looked slightly shocked.
"Therefore, my child will never be at the hands of the princess. The pain of losing a child is so painful that I don't want to live; the pain of my body is burning, I beg the princess to take pity on me and make the decision for me. Otherwise, I will Only one death."
Mrs. Zhang made a long bow and fell down on the ground. Zhao Huayang touched the faintly beating corners of his eyes, gritted his teeth and said nothing.
The room was so stuffy that it suddenly exploded with thunder, shocking the four people in the room to death.
For a moment, pouring rain fell from the sky, and the raindrops knocked on the window frame, like hitting people's hearts one after another.
Zhang was helped away, and Zhao Huayang started to take action, but was held back by Wu Yanling.
"Mother, please don't lose your composure due to Zhang's words. We have to deal with this matter carefully. Otherwise, if she beats her up, the gain will outweigh the loss." Wu Yanling suddenly spoke up.
It makes sense. Since Zhou dared to do it, he must have thought about his words. With the back-up plan, Zhao Huayang felt excited. If you act rashly, you will lose the opportunity.
"In your opinion, what should we do?"
"In my daughter's opinion, mother should join hands with Aunt Zhang and Aunt Liu. In addition, we need to have people from the palace support us."
"you mean?"
Wu Yanling slowly stood up and said word by word: "My mother remembered a sentence, either she didn't step on someone, or if she stepped on someone, she would step on someone to death. She would be stepped on until she could never stand up again."
Three days passed by in a flash, and when Qing Guan entered the Tai Hospital again, Zhang Hua's face was full of smiles, but the smile seemed to be strangled by someone's neck, sometimes smooth and sometimes suffocated.
Qingguan seemed not to see him, but still had a bad look on Zhang Hua.
Zhang Hua fell back in anger.
The little bitch is really arrogant. She doesn't know how to give up when she's good. She thinks it's great to have the Jiang family behind her.
If you are unkind, then don't blame him for being unjust. How could he, Zhang Hua, who has been in the hospital for so many years, let a woman sit on top of you and poop and piss? Let you be proud for a few days and see how he finds opportunities to deal with it.
Qingwan did not ignore the cold glint in Zhang Hua's eyes.
For a boy from a humble family with no background to achieve such a position, it is not enough to just rely on low-level tactics. There must be something special about him.
Qingguan made up his mind to deal with it carefully and make sure not to make a mistake.
Coincidentally, the hospital seems to be a little uneasy these days. The nurses who go to the hospital at night always feel like something is flying around above their heads, but there is not even a shadow of a ghost. They all complain to the hospital envoy.
Just when everyone was talking about it, Qingguan suddenly said, "It can't be haunted. I heard that the evil ghost who died unjustly will come to the door."
Few doctors believe in ghosts and gods, but Zhang Hua had something to hide. His face suddenly changed, and he shouted sternly, "Where are you talking about ghosts and gods? Doctor Gu, stop spreading rumors and misleading people."
Qing Guan just smiled, flicked his sleeves, and walked away quietly, leaving Zhang Hua staring behind him with anger.
That night, there were twice as many people watching the night.
Seeing that things were in order and developing as she expected, Qingguan settled down to work as an errand and still went to Su Mansion to see a doctor every day.
Time flies and the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching in a blink of an eye.
The royal family of the Zhou Dynasty had a long tradition. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, the emperor would bring his princes and concubines together to pay homage to their ancestors. At night, all the royal relatives and relatives gathered in Fengyang Pavilion to enjoy the flowers and the moon and have a reunion.
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the two old princes were both in the capital, so the emperor ordered the inner court to organize the event and invited dozens of noble ladies from the capital to enter the palace, hoping to celebrate with everyone. Qin Qianju, the daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, was an exception.
However, a discerning person will know that this is a plan to choose a princess for King Shou.
The longevity king will lose his crown next year, so it is logical that he should get married long ago. However, due to the emperor's pampering, notoriety and chronic illness, the marriage was delayed again and again.
Now that the emperor is getting older, he suddenly fell ill three months ago. Life is too short to allow his beloved son to continue to be confused like this.
"Alas, I don't know whose girl is so bad that she wants to marry into Prince Shou's palace, let alone..."
"Mr. Liu." Qingguan interrupted coldly, "How did you know that King Shou's trick doesn't work?"
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, all civil and military officials in the capital had a day off, but she and Liu Zhaoyu were on duty, so it was inevitable that she would feel unhappy.
"Cough... cough... cough..." Liu Zhaoyu covered his lips and coughed, "Although medical practitioners do not shy away from men and women, after all, you are still a girl, or..."