Taipu Mansion

Liu Jiaojiao hadn't expected the plague to be so fierce. She had clearly made an appointment with Shen Changji to teach her to play the zither the next day!

Who knew... it happened so suddenly!

Liu Jiaojiao felt frustrated as her plan fell through.

She couldn't help but slam the comb in her hand hard onto the table.

At this moment, Cui'er, who was carrying pastries, walked in and didn't dare to look up at all.

Liu Jiaojiao glanced back and said coldly, "Make me some tea!"

"Yes, Miss."

Cui'er dared not delay at all.

Last time, she took a while to boil the water, so she served the tea late, and was scolded by Liu Jiaojiao for it for a long time.

Since that incident, she has always kept hot water on hand, afraid of upsetting Liu Jiaojiao by being a step too slow.

Cui'er felt that her young mistress's temperament had deteriorated considerably; Liu Jiaojiao would fly into a rage at the slightest dissatisfaction.

She wanted to tell the lady several times, but the lady had lost power and couldn't care less.

Right now, the newly arrived concubine Gu is also pregnant. She is young and beautiful, eloquent, and can even sing ditties. She is the master's favorite.

How could the First Madam feel good upon seeing this?

Although the First Madam had received much love and care from the Master in her early years, her health was damaged after giving birth to the young lady, and she could not recover despite trying many remedies.

That's why the First Madam is so anxious and worried about her daughter's health.

Cui'er took a deep breath and brought in the brewed tea.

At this moment, Liu Jiaojiao was tidying up her hairpins when she looked up and saw the scars on the back of Cui'er's hand. She frowned and grabbed Cui'er's wrist.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" She looked at Cui'er with red eyes and displeasure.

Cui'er's eyes widened, and she immediately knelt down, "This servant didn't! Please forgive me, Miss!"

"No? Last time you deliberately showed it off in front of Shen Lang! Did you think that would make Shen Lang feel sorry for you?"

Liu Jiaojiao grabbed Cui'er's chin tightly, her eyes filled with anger. "Let me tell you! Don't expect me to tip you off! Do you remember what happened to the last maid? Disobeying me will do you no good!"

With that, Liu Jiaojiao forcefully shoved Cui'er away.

Cui'er's pupils widened, her whole body trembled, and her heart jumped into her throat.

Of course she remembers... she dares not forget!

She never imagined that her young mistress's other side would be so terrifying!

It felt as if the maid's screams were still ringing in my ears, accompanied by the lewd cries of the men...

More than one maidservant will meet this fate...

Cui'er dared not think any further.

"Get out!" Liu Jiaojiao said coldly.

Cui'er hurriedly ran out, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Not long after Cui'er left, Liu Jiaojiao tidied herself up briefly and then blew out the candles in the room.

She undressed in front of the mirror, even taking off her undergarments...

She raised an eyebrow, looking at her own body with satisfaction in her eyes. She then lowered the bed curtains and lay down on the bed.

A moment later, a nimble black figure jumped in through the back window.

...

On the other side, Su Miao just wiped off the makeup from her face, revealing her fair and delicate face.

She tested the water temperature with her hand, took off her clothes, and was about to take a bath when she heard the sound of the door opening behind her.

She turned her head abruptly, quickly reached for the coat next to her, and put it on.

Even with the screen obscuring the view, Su Miao could still recognize the figure of Chen Changji!

Shen Changji was surprised that Su Miao was taking a bath, so he did not leave.

Instead, he closed the door and then walked step by step toward Su Miao...

The room wasn't big to begin with, and Shen Changji walked up to her in just a few steps.

He reached out and pulled Su Miao's slender waist, pinning her against the edge of the bathtub. His eyes grew increasingly dark, and his voice carried a dangerous undertone.

"Want to yell? Yell louder, Xie Qin is right next door."