The price maid who followed Xia Feiyuan was already arrogant and looked down on the Wen family.
After receiving the master's order, they immediately rushed forward.
Seeing that something was wrong, Tian Chong raised his hand and ordered the boy who came with him: "Quick! Protect Miss Seven!"
At this moment, the two parties gathered together.
After Wen Qingzhu helped Jasmine up, he looked at Xia Feiyuan coldly and said in a cold tone: "Miss Xia, you will regret what happened today!"
"You bitch! How dare you bully me!" Xia Feiyuan found out that the person she brought was vulnerable, and cursed angrily.
Wen Qingzhu ignored her and turned around to tell Tian Chong: "Manager Tian, Miss Xia is a guest in the first room, not our third room. You can take care of it."
"Don't worry, Miss." Tian Chong understood, and watched Wen Qingzhu and the others leave with his hands in hand.
Xia Feiyuan was even more furious after being stopped. She wanted to hit the boy who was blocking him in front of her and started to hit him with her body.
Unexpectedly, at this time, Tian Chong ordered in a cold voice: "Throw the treacherous people out of the Wen family!"
After receiving the order, the boy immediately lost his patience and began to take action wildly.
With a few bangs and bangs, Xia Feiyuan's maids were thrown out without mercy.
It was Xia Feiyuan's turn. She backed away in horror, and her voice began to tremble: "How dare you—"
But before she finished speaking, Wen Qingfang saw something was wrong and immediately whispered to Oriole: "Go and knock Miss Xia unconscious. We must leave here quickly."
After receiving the order, Oriole quietly approached Xia Feiyuan, struck her on the back of the neck, and chopped it off with a hand knife.
Xia Feiyuan's vision suddenly went dark, her body went limp and she was about to fall to the ground.
Oriole immediately supported Xia Feiyuan and retreated.
The few boys who came over in front of me were gearing up, and they didn't seem to give up.
Wen Qingfang immediately walked to the front, looked at Tian Chong from a distance, and said very politely: "Manager Tian, keep a line in life, no one knows whether the feng shui will change."
Tian Chong narrowed his eyes and saw Wen Qingfang turning sideways and looking at the maid behind him.
The maid quickly took out a few purses and carefully handed them to the young men with fierce looks in front of them.
Tian Chong hesitated for a moment, but finally ordered: "You can just accept it. That's it for today."
Several young men took the money and retreated behind Tian Chong.
At this moment, Wen Mingyu, who suddenly came to his senses, couldn't help but said: "Sister! Why do you give these servants money! Obviously -"
Before he could finish his words, Wen Qingfang cursed coldly: "Shut up! Don't you think the matter is not enough? Why don't you help Oriole send Miss Xia to Huayuan!"
With a 'pop' sound, the boy who followed Wen Mingyu couldn't help but laugh.
"I..." Wen Mingyu's face turned red instantly and he clenched his fists.
Before his words could be organized, Wen Qingfang looked over again and said sideways: "Brother! If something happens to Miss Xia, we can't afford it!"
Wen Mingyu was warned and seemed to remember something.
No matter how unwilling he was, he still gritted his teeth and turned around, taking Xia Feiyuan to Huayuan.
After everyone left, Wen Qingfang walked up to Tian Chong.
She bowed and said, "Steward Tian, after Miss Xia's matter is settled, I will go and apologize to Seventh Sister in person. I hope Steward Tian can look on my face and help me speak kindly in front of Seventh Sister. A few words.”
Tian Chong frowned and said nothing, but then heard Wen Qingfang say: "I have a Tianshan Snow Lotus here. I heard that the old man's health is very good. If Manager Tian doesn't dislike it, why don't I give this to Manager Tian."
Tian Chong thought of his mother and felt a little hesitant in his heart.
In the wing of the east courtyard.
Jasmine was lying on the bed, cold sweat breaking out from her forehead.
After a while, Peony came in with hot water.
Lu Tao has prepared all the medicine and tools.
Wen Qingzhu held his breath and slowly took off Jasmine's clothes.
When the innermost layer of clothing was taken off, a gasp suddenly sounded in the room.
Lu Tao and Shaoyao looked at Jasmine's injuries and covered their mouths.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the needle holes in her body with a deep look.
"Who did it?"
Jasmine endured the severe pain in her body and gritted her teeth and said, "Miss Xia and Miss Six's maids were behind me at that time. I don't know who they were."
"That's too much!" Lu Tao turned pale with anger, turned around and was about to rush out.
Wen Qingzhu immediately called out to Lu Tao: "Stop! They won't admit it!"
"Then Miss, let Jasmine suffer this loss! The last time Jasmine was sunk into the pond, if she hadn't happened to meet Aunt Ding's people, she would be a ghost now!" Lu Tao's voice was loud, and he was obviously angry.
After Shaoyao put down what she was holding, she quickly took Lu Tao's hand to comfort her: "Let's forget it if the lady says it! Let's hear what the lady says first!"
Jasmine, who was lying down, also tried to persuade her: "Don't worry about me, Miss has her own way."
After a while, Lu Tao finally calmed down.
Realizing that he had lost his temper, Lu Tao lowered his head and apologized to Wen Qingzhu: "I'm sorry, miss, but I was anxious for the moment..."
"You're right, this time it's my fault." Wen Qingzhu applied medicine to Jasmine little by little and checked her wounds.
When it reached the arm, as soon as Wen Qingzhu moved his hand, Jasmine felt pain instantly and couldn't help but let out a low cry.
Wen Qingzhu frowned and put down the medicine in his hand.
Look carefully at the obviously thick needle hole on Jasmine's arm.
After thinking for a while, Wen Qingzhu touched it lightly.
Jasmine breathed out again, and cold sweat began to form on her head.
"It hurts?" Wen Qingzhu felt something was wrong.
Jasmine held the sheets tightly with both hands and nodded.
Wen Qingzhu stood up and ordered Shaoyao: "Disinfect the thin blade and small pliers and prepare them."
"What do you need this for?" Shaoyao was stunned, but she still took out the tools and started disinfecting them one by one.
Wen Qingzhu asked Jasmine to turn around and carefully inspected her whole body.
Finally, a layer of frost formed on her face, making people shy away from her just looking at her.
"Miss, thin blade." After Peony disinfected, he handed the tool to Wen Qingzhu.
Wen Qingzhu was silent in his heart, and then ordered Lu Tao: "Give Jasmine a handkerchief. I'm going to start taking out the short silver needles from her body."
"What!" Lu Tao and Shaoyao shouted in unison.
They looked at Jasmine's body with surprise and uncertainty, those needle holes that were a little different from rain.
Wen Qingzhu said coldly: "They used extremely small short silver needles and inserted nineteen of them while Jasmine wasn't paying attention."
The two of them gasped again.
But this time, they didn't hesitate at all and immediately came forward to help Wen Qingzhu start to take out the silver needle.
After biting the handkerchief, Jasmine closed her eyes.
Before Wen Qingzhu took the thin blade and started to do it, he said: "I will do it as soon as possible, you have to endure it."
Jasmine nodded.
Wen Qingzhu began to slice Jasmine's skin with a thin blade.
Blood suddenly came out, and Shaoyao immediately added a layer of hemostatic medicine to the wound.
Lu Tao quickly handed the small pliers to Wen Qingzhu.
"Here we go!" Wen Qingzhu held the thin blade in his left hand and opened the wound on his skin.
After moving with a thin blade and touching the silver needle, Wen Qingzhu immediately used small pliers to pinch out the short silver needle from Jasmine's flesh.
"Stop the bleeding and apply medicine!" Wen Qingzhu immediately ordered again.
Shaoyao had already prepared the medicine for golden sores and quickly applied the medicine to Jasmine to tie it up.
Without using Ma Fei Powder, Jasmine could only endure it with willpower.
When Wen Qingzhu used a thin blade to explore the flesh, Jasmine broke out in cold sweat.
But she held it back, but her breathing became more and more rapid.
After Shaoyao finished applying the medicine and the pain was suppressed, Jasmine felt better.
Wen Qingzhu watched Jasmine's expression carefully, and when she was most relaxed, he ordered again: "Let's start the next step."
Jasmine quickly made preparations in her mind.
The pain of the thin blade cutting open the skin again made Jasmine break out in a cold sweat again.
Applying medicine to peony, delivering tools to green pottery, and wiping the cold sweat from Jasmine’s head and body.
After more than half an hour, all the short silver needles were taken out and placed in a wooden box.
A short silver needle filled with cold air, mixed with bright red blood, lay quietly inside the wooden box.
Wen Qingzhu looked sideways, feeling that this scene stung her nerves.
In her previous life, her best friend died after a silver needle penetrated deep into his lungs and could not be taken out.
Turning to look at Jasmine who had fallen asleep, Wen Qingzhu whispered: "Take good care of Jasmine, I have something to do when I go out here."
"Yeah." Shaoyao nodded.
After Lu Tao put the things away, he also walked out: "Miss, I will go with you."
"No, I'll take Xi'er over." Wen Qingzhu raised his hand and asked Lu Tao to stay.
Lu Tao bit his lower lip, knowing that his lady had an idea in mind, so she returned to the house.
Wen Qingzhu left the wing and only took a few steps when he saw Wen Mingxuan waiting in front.
The moment he saw Wen Qingzhu, he hurriedly walked forward, took her hand and asked, "Sister, are Sister Jasmine okay?"
"It's okay." Wen Qingzhu touched his head, "You go back and read first, and I will teach you when I have time, okay?"
Wen Mingxuan raised his head and looked into Wen Qingzhu's eyes. He found that his sister was different.
But he did not disturb her, but nodded: "Don't worry, sister, I will take care of myself, you go ahead and do your work."
"Yes." Wen Qingzhu nodded and watched Wen Mingxuan return to his side yard.
After taking a deep breath, Wen Qingzhu's eyes instantly became extremely gloomy.
This kind of method in the deep palace is either Xia Feiyuan or Wen Qingfang.
Or they had agreed upon it, but none of them could escape.
Wen Qingzhu's lips curled up if he really wanted to do this underhanded tactics.
She really has never lost to anyone!
Wen Qingzhu found Xi'er directly and took her to his study.
Standing in front of Wen Qingzhu, Xi'er held her hand anxiously.
Did she do something wrong
Why are the three sisters not here
Wen Qingzhu took out a brocade box from the shelf behind him, put it on the table, and told Xi'er, "Open it and take a look."
Xi'er did as she was told and found a fine red jade hairpin inside the brocade box.
"Miss, what is this?" Xi'er didn't understand, so she asked her out loud.
Wen Qingzhu glanced at the direction of the wing: "Nearly twenty short silver needles were inserted into Jasmine's body."
With a slight bump, the brocade box in Xi'er's hand fell on the table.
Her lips trembled, and she asked with great difficulty: "Here, who is it?"
"Wen Qingfang and Xia Feiyuan, to be precise, everyone in the big house got involved." Wen Qingzhu looked away, looked at Xi'er, and told her bluntly.
Xi'er's temperament has always been too loyal, so Wen Qingzhu rarely let her come into contact with such intimate things.
But now she wants to control more. If Xi'er is not strong enough, then she is destined not to stay with her for long.
"It's not the first time for Wen Qingfang to do something like this, it's not the first time for the eldest lady to do it, and it's not the first time for Miss Xia to do it either." Wen Qingzhu stared closely into Xi'er's eyes.
Obviously, Xi'er has no master, which is a bit difficult to accept.
But Wen Qingzhu continued to talk about the beating: "Do you remember Ahu? He was sent by the eldest lady to seduce and seduce you. The purpose is to use you to spy on my news."
Xi'er's face turned pale.