"Luhe, go tell my mother that if she doesn't come, I will hang myself in this room!"
The little maid named Luhe was so scared that her face turned pale. She didn't dare to delay and turned around to go outside.
Feng had just loosened her hair when she heard that her daughter was making a fuss. She had no choice but to comb her hair again and went to Baozhen Tower with Duan's mother.
Before she walked in, she heard her daughter's scream. She immediately frowned and her face darkened.
It was a windy spring night, and the lantern under the veranda was blown around. Lu He was in a hurry to report to Feng Shi, and she ran out with her head down, bumping into Feng Shi who was entering the yard. If it weren't for Duan Mama's quick eyes and hands to support Feng Shi, Feng Shi would have fallen hard.
"You blind man! How dare you rush around like that even though your madam is here? Are you tired of living?" Mother Duan scolded Lu He. Mrs. Feng slapped Lu He in the face. Lu He knelt on the ground, covering her face and trembling, not daring to cry out loud.
Feng said nothing and walked into the house. Mother Duan knew that her master was really angry.
The Third Miss is really something. It would be fine if she was useless, but she only knows how to stir up trouble all day long. Although she is under house arrest, the silver shops outside have all the new hairpins and rings with new patterns and good materials. Is there anything that Madam can't do without from Baozhenlou?
Jiang Yuzhen was still making a fuss. She stood on the embroidered cushion, pointed at the beam and asked the maid to bring white silk. Feng's temples were throbbing, and as soon as she entered the room, she pulled Jiang Yuzhen down.
Her mother had never been so fierce to her. Jiang Yuzhen lost her balance and fell to the ground, scraping her knees. She covered her knees with her hands, her eyes reddened, and tears immediately fell.
"Ridiculous!" Feng said in a deep voice, "I've only locked you up for over half a month, and you're already threatening to die. You're so impatient, you deserve to be bullied by that little bitch Mo Chunyuan!"
These words were extremely cruel, as if hitting a snake at its most vulnerable part. These days, whenever Jiang Yuzhen thought of Jiang Mingzhi, she felt so angry that her teeth itched.
But her mother not only did not help her, she also helped Jiang Mingzhi suppress her. She raised her tear-stained face and questioned her mother: "Are you my mother? If you don't help me, I will die here today!"
Feng raised her hand and slapped Jiang Yuzhen in the face. She was stunned and it took her a long time to come back to her senses.
"Look at you, you fell down and you don't even dare to get up. Are you my daughter Feng Huilan?!"
The wind rushed into the house, and Feng woke up. Seeing her daughter covering her face and crying, her heart softened immediately.
She squatted down, reached out and touched her daughter's hair, her voice softened, and she stretched out her voice, "Alright, as long as you listen to me, I will make sure you live a thousand times better than your sister. She is nothing but a motherless piece of dirt under my feet, but you are the apple of my eye. Even if I have to risk my life, I will definitely find a bright future for you and your sister!"
Suddenly hearing her mother's gentle voice, Jiang Mingzhen could no longer hold back and threw herself into her mother's arms, bursting into tears, which made Feng's heart ache.
"Okay, okay, thankfully your father isn't home today, otherwise he would definitely be furious." Feng comforted her daughter gently, then thought of something. "By the way, did you know that a few days ago, Jiang Yushu went to look for Jiang Mingzhi?"
Hearing about the two people she hated, Jiang Yuzhen wiped her tears and curled her lips, saying, "Just look for her. Even if Jiang Mingzhi knows that we are the ones trying to kill her, so what? She's already grounded me for three months. Does she want to kill me?"
"You kid, why are you always talking about death and life? The Buddha's Birthday is almost here, so you should clean up your mouth and stop saying things that will get you scolded!"
Seeing that Feng was about to get angry again, Jiang Yuzhen quickly withdrew, "I know, I know. I just think that the mother is still the head of the family. It's not her turn as a daughter to show off. Besides, that purse was given to her by Jiang Yushu. Jiang Yushu said I asked her to do it. Does she have any evidence?"
Feng nodded thoughtfully, "That's true, otherwise she would have had a fit. I waited for several days, but she didn't make a move. Instead, she stayed in her Mochun Courtyard, refusing to leave. If she hadn't come to pay her respects every day, I would have suspected she was still that fool!"
"Ouch!" Jiang Yuzhen suddenly covered her knee and cried out. Feng thought of how she had just pulled her daughter's clothes and hurriedly lifted them up to see that there was a palm-sized scratch on her knee and the blood had stained her skirt.
Jiang Mingzhi soon found out about what happened at Baozhen Tower. She thought that her third sister, who was so capable, could not remain calm. She caused trouble so quickly. Three months was still a long time ago. It looked like there was going to be some good show to watch!
Qingtang saw that it was late at night but the young lady was still reading in the study, so he took a pair of scissors and trimmed the wick to make the room brighter.
"I heard that the nobles in the palace all use sheep horn lanterns. Just one of those lanterns can illuminate every detail of the room."
Jiang Mingzhi said "Oh", put down the book in his hand, and stretched his arms. "How did Qingtang know? Could it be that he has been to the palace?"
Qingtang pursed her lips and smiled. "How could this servant have such a talent? I just saw a lamp in the Madam's study when I was at the Wang family. The Madam said that it was a reward from the palace. It took a year to make a single lamp. The nobles in the palace all used it."
Jiang Mingzhi felt relieved. The Wang family was prominent, so it was normal for them to have such a lamp.
"It would be nice if the young lady also had a lamp like this, so that she wouldn't hurt her eyes too much when reading at night."
Jiang Mingzhi's heart softened, and he hugged Qingtang's arm, revealing a rare kitten-like casualness and laziness. "I'm a little hungry. Isn't there a small kitchen in our yard?"
It was the first time that Qingtang was treated so affectionately by his own young lady. For a moment, he felt as if he had drunk a bowl of warm soup in the cold winter, and felt indescribably warm and soothing.
She had watched her young lady grow up. Although they were nominally master and servant, she actually treated her like her own daughter.
When Jiang Mingzhi said she was hungry, Qingtang immediately smiled and nodded: "That's perfect. Our kitchen has also distributed some side dishes. I'll go make some midnight snacks for the young lady."
Jiang Mingzhi nodded and said, "Let Ping'er and Zan'er help you. Finish it quickly. I'm starving!"
Qingtang was originally a little hesitant, worried that there would be no one to serve the young lady, but Jiang Mingzhi did not wait for her to consider and sent Ping'er and Zan'er to help.
After everyone was gone, she took out the envelope from under the desk, quickly opened it, and began to read it at a glance.
It's a letter from Lu Yun.
There were only a few lines in the letter, but it caused a huge uproar in Jiang Mingzhi's heart!
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