Chapter 35 Maid's Rudeness

After he was dressed, he turned around and saw that the woman had woken up. He couldn't help but bend over and stroke her cheek: "Does it hurt less?"

"No!" Yun Wansheng would never make herself feel uncomfortable just to comfort him. Her injury was caused by him. If he hadn't punished her, why would she run away?

Hearing this, Mu Xingci rubbed her hair and said softly, "Take another painkiller later. It shouldn't hurt so much tomorrow."

"Um!"

Mu Xingci knew that she didn't want to pay attention to him, and he was also responsible for the injuries she suffered, but how could a proud man like him apologize to her, a mistress? If he did, it would seem as if he was the only one who was wrong.

If she hadn't scolded him like that, why would he bother with this concubine? He wanted her to recognize her current identity and let her know clearly that she was not an ordinary man, but a distinguished Marquis Weiyuan.

As soon as the door opened, two maids walked in. When they saw the woman on the bed, their expressions showed a little displeasure.

"You two help me wash up first, and then serve Miss Yun later." Mu Xingci ordered casually.

"Yes! My Lord, Miss Yun will not return to the villa in the future?" asked the personal maid Caixia with jealousy in her eyes.

"Caixia, you talk too much!" Mu Xingci's handsome face darkened and his words contained a warning.

"My Lord, please calm down. I was just curious for a moment. Please forgive me." Caixia knelt on the ground with a slightly panicked face.

"If you don't want to die, I advise you to be less curious."

"Yes! I know I was wrong!"

"Get up!" Mu Xingci said coldly, then sat down in front of the dressing table, waiting for the maid to serve him.

Yun Wansheng didn't watch him put on makeup, but closed her eyes as if she hadn't gotten enough sleep.

After Mu Xingci was dressed, he found that the woman was asleep. It seemed that her injury was not as painful recently.

He gestured to the maid to carefully leave, and after he had covered the woman with a blanket, he came into the main room.

"Miss Yun, please take good care of her. Let her sleep until she wakes up naturally. Don't disturb her until she wakes up."

"yes!"

"Her hand was injured last night. When she wakes up, you feed her. I will go to the military camp first."

"Yes! I've made note of it."

After Mu Xing left, Caixia glanced at the carved door of the bedroom with disdain: "Wanchun, the mistress in that room is really resourceful. She even deliberately injured her hand to avoid the Marquis's punishment."

She did not lower her voice, and it was obvious that she was saying this on purpose for the people in the room to hear.

"Zixia, please speak a little more quietly. It's not good if Miss Yun hears you." Wanchun reminded her kindly.

"What's good or bad about it? She doesn't even think about it. If the Marquis hadn't taken her in as a singing girl as his concubine, she wouldn't even know where to sing now.

You also saw it yesterday. When the three young ladies from official families came to her house, they complained about her petty behavior, but the Marquis didn't say a word against her. Instead, he described her as a thrifty person who only wanted to save money to spend on the soldiers in the barracks.

The Marquis was so good to her, but what about her? Without asking for details, she came up and scolded the Marquis to the point of being completely destroyed.

She cursed the Marquis like that. If it were someone else, they would have been dragged out and beheaded. But the Marquis only punished her by sending her to the laundry house and spared her life.

Instead of reflecting on herself or expressing gratitude, she even thought about running away. Now her hands are injured like that, I think she deserves it." Caixia's voice grew louder and louder as she spoke angrily.

Yun Wansheng in the room listened to her words carefully, her eyes dimmed slightly. She admitted that she was a little impulsive yesterday and thought that the ancient dignitaries were too stubborn and pedantic.

She thought that Mu Xingci was an ancient person who clearly distinguished between superiors and inferiors, otherwise why would he think that she, a singing girl, was only fit to be a concubine.

She didn't follow the rules and he lectured her and shouted at her to kill her. With his reaction, how could she expect that the man would take her situation into consideration?

When she heard his ambiguous words, she naturally thought that he had handed her over, because in her opinion, her humble status would not allow that self-proclaimed noble man to offend the three young ladies for her.

She didn't expect that she had misjudged the inherent thoughts of the ancients and put herself in danger. She would have to be cautious in everything she did in the future.

Yun Wansheng could only listen to the maids fighting and arguing outside the door. It was because she was not their master. If she had a strong status, these servants would not dare to accuse her in public even if she was wrong.

With a maid who disliked her like this, Yun Wansheng didn't dare to call for help even when she was hungry. She only got up slowly when she heard it was quiet outside the house.

The pain in her hand made her break out in a cold sweat, but she still endured it. There was no other way. She could skip the meal but still had to go to the toilet.

She hadn't urinated or defecated all night, and now she couldn't hold it any longer. Even if it hurt, she had to go out to find a toilet. There was no way she could relieve herself in this room. This was not modern times, where people could just flush the toilet and be done with it.

This needs to be done in the toilet in the cubicle, and after it is done, the servants will replace the toilet in time to ensure hygiene and cleanliness.

How could the maids be willing to serve her when they had such a strong prejudice against her? Besides, this room was the Marquis's room, and she felt embarrassed to have the solution in his room.

Yun Wansheng sat up and looked for her clothes, but found that her clothes from last night were gone. What should she wear to get out of bed?

She was in a hurry and had no time to think. She could only stand up and walk to the closet. After struggling to open the closet door, she saw that it was full of men's clothes.

She had no time to watch at this moment. She raised her hands, which were wrapped like dumplings, and grabbed the clothes she could wear.

But each piece was so long and big that she couldn't wear it outside. If she just had to pee, she would just do it in the house, but if she wanted to defecate, she had to be more self-conscious.

She finally found a set of men's underwear, which seemed shorter than the formal suit, but she could still wear it.

She put on her white panties with great effort, but they were still too long, forcing her to squat down and roll up the trouser legs.

The thick bandage on her hands made her movements clumsy, and it took her a long time to roll up one leg.

Just as she was sweating profusely as she rolled the second page, the door opened, causing her to turn around and look at the person who came in.

When he saw who it was, he couldn't help but panic a little. He had been squatting for a long time and suddenly his body became unstable and he fell to the ground.

Mu Xingci really didn't expect that as soon as he entered the room, he would see a woman wearing a bellyband squatting on the ground, with half of her beautiful back facing him and her beautiful hair scattered on her shoulders. His eyes couldn't help but deepen.

When he looked more closely, he saw that she was struggling to roll up her trouser legs. When she saw him come in, the woman staggered and sat on the ground as if she was frightened. The scene was a bit funny.

Before he could react, he heard the woman groan in pain, and he then noticed that one of the mistress's hands was pressed to the ground as she fell.