"Stop!" Ning Xueyan suddenly turned her head and shouted!
Even Mrs. Tai and Nanny Han were alarmed here, hiding behind the white flag, the middle-aged woman who was walking to the door looked at Ning Xueyan in astonishment, she raised her foot to the door, neither put it down nor take it back, A look of embarrassment!
"When you go out at this time, why don't you try to save the two dog slaves, get some fake evidence, witnesses, so that they can get away?" Ning Xue said with a pale face and cold eyes.
Seeing the woman's guilty conscience being talked about, the empress dowager sitting at the top turned pale with anger, raised her hand to the newly changed teacup, and slammed it down on the middle-aged woman's feet.
The woman was so frightened that she shuddered and knelt down with a plop, arguing: "Fifth Miss, this servant is just a little impatient and afraid of disturbing Mrs. Tai, it's not to get some false evidence!"
"Even if you are in a hurry, you shouldn't leave at this time. How can you work beside grandma if you are so unruly?" Ning Xueyan glanced at her lightly and said.
These words made the lady even more angry. She is a lady of the Hou Mansion, and the people around her are so unruly, how can this not make her angry.
Besides, she recognized this woman as a relative of Guanshi Lu. Guanshi Lu was the wife in charge of the inner courtyard, Ling's companion, and Ling's most loyal dog.
I didn't think about it at first, but now I know immediately that this is Ling's person. How can Ling not be angry when he stretches out his hand to him.
"Pull this dog slave down too, and hit him with twenty sticks!" Mrs. Tai slapped the table hard with her hand, her face was livid and gloomy, and she was even more resentful towards Ling.
Hearing the woman's begging for mercy in panic and fear, and then looking at Qingrui who was slapped in the corridor with blood all over her face, Ning Xueyan's lips curled into a trace of cold sarcasm, Madam Tai's heart was pierced this time The thorn, although it doesn't hurt much now, but when the time is right, the thorn will go deep...
In order to fear that Ning Xueyan would not be able to hold on, Mrs. Tai told Ning Lingyun to stay in front of Ming's spirit and let Ning Xueyan rest in the wing room. Ning Lingyun, who was upright, secretly crushed the veil, but did not dare to disobey her. According to Mrs. Tai's order, she can only stay in the mourning hall unwillingly.
Ning Xueyan's body was too weak, so she didn't refuse. After a little lunch, she closed her eyes and leaned on the couch while thinking and resting her mind.
"Ling's is both cunning and vicious. The reason why he was able to gain the upper hand this time was entirely because of a surprise. He caught Ling's by surprise and caused her a huge loss for a while. When she came to her senses, she would never Let yourself go. In terms of her reputation, she can completely control herself, so now she should strike while the iron is hot, and make continuous shots so that she can't spare her to deal with herself for a while."
After all the calculations, there are still too few people who can be trusted! There is too little news to get!
There is no way to reveal the poisonous incense on Ming's body. Tomorrow is the day of the funeral. If you don't find a way to expose this matter, there will be no chance in the future!
His fingers unconsciously touched his arm, the wound on it had already been medicated and wrapped up, Liu Mei involuntarily raised his eyebrows, no one could use it!
"Girl, are you okay?" Qingyu hurried in with Ning Xueyan's clothes on her hands. On the way here, she heard that something happened in the mourning hall. She was afraid that Ning Xueyan had an accident. Running profusely, he stared at Ning Xueyan as soon as he came in, and he was relieved when he found that Ning Xueyan looked peaceful.
"I'm fine, why have you been here for so long?" Ning Xueyan asked casually, it didn't take that long to go from Mrs. Tai's Xiangfu Hall, to Mingshuang Courtyard, and then here.
"The servant girl had already come here, but she met Lan Ning from Yun Cinema on the way. She asked the servant girl to ask the girl if she wanted a girl, even if she was a third-class sweeping maid Willing to come to our Mingshuang Courtyard." Qingyu replied while putting the clothes in her hand on Ning Xueyan.
"Lan... Lan Ning?"
Ning Xueyan bit her lip, lowered her long eyes, and her heart jumped a few times suddenly.