Xie Wanyun also heard about Li Fengmian's situation and felt a little uncomfortable.
The two had been fighting since childhood, and despite being of equal status and age, whether they admitted it or not, they both considered each other their rival. Now that this rival had fallen to Liu Yun'er, it was inevitable that they felt sorry for her.
She was hesitating whether to go see Li Fengmian, but she was also afraid that he would be suspicious and think that she was there to see a joke.
As a result, when she returned home that day and got off the carriage, she heard a timid voice calling her.
"Thank you, Madam!"
She turned around and saw that it was Li Fengmian's personal maid Xiaoju.
Xiaoju hurried forward and bowed, saying, "Thank you, Madam. My wife would like to have a chat with you. Please do me the honor of visiting."
"Why does your wife want to see me?" Xie Wanyun was very surprised.
Tears welled up in Xiaoju's eyes, and she choked up and said, "Thank you, Madam. My wife hasn't been feeling well for the past few days. She said she wanted to see you this morning. Please go see her."
After hearing this, Xie Wanyun couldn't help but feel sad.
He immediately followed Xiaoju to the Zhao residence. The main house was ablaze with lights, and bursts of laughter could be heard from inside. Xie Wanyun did not go over, but just stood there and watched from a distance.
The room was luxuriously decorated. Zhao Wenhua was surrounded by beautiful women, and several concubines were dressed up in gorgeous clothes. They were playing a drinking game. It seemed that Zhao Wenhua lost and was caught by a woman in green and forced to drink.
Zhao Wenhua was obviously drunk. He pinched the woman's snow-white face, squinted his eyes, and said incoherently: "Feed me, and I will drink."
The green-shirted woman smiled sweetly and said, "Master, you must keep your word."
Zhao Wenhua patted his thigh: "Sit up and feed me mouthful by mouthful."
"Oh, the master always plays tricks on me." The woman in green complained while sitting on his lap with a smile. She tilted her neck back, first put the wine in her mouth, then held Zhao Wenhua's face and pressed her blood-red lips against it.
The other women watching laughed, either with joy or jealousy.
Zhao Wenhua held one in each hand, nuzzling and caressing them here and there. His behavior was so intimate that it was unbearable to watch.
Xiaoju said softly, "Thank you, Madam. Please come this way."
Xie Wanyun asked, "Has your master always been like this?"
"It has been like this since the master got promoted."
Another arrogant villain. Li Fengmian was so proud and arrogant, but in the end, she ended up marrying such a person.
Walking through the long corridors and passing through one house after another, Xie Wanyun couldn't help but ask, "Why haven't we arrived yet?"
Xiaoju looked around and whispered, "The master said that the lady was very crazy and was afraid that she would run away and bring shame to the Zhao family, so he placed her in the small courtyard at the back."
After walking along a dirt road covered with weeds, there was a dilapidated courtyard in front.
"This is it." Xiaoju whispered, and when she pushed open the gate, a smell of corruption hit her face.
The square bricks paved in the yard have been damaged a lot, with some pieces tilted here and there, exposing the soil. The few pots of flowers and plants in the corners have withered and weeds have grown.
Xie Wanyun followed Xiaoju into the house, only to find that the furnishings were simple and it looked like a servant's house.
Xiaoju saw what she was thinking and whispered, "Originally, this place was for the old couple who looked after the garden. Later, the master drove them away and sent his wife here. Thank you, Madam. When you see her later, don't mention this. She..."
"I understand." Xie Wanyun nodded.
"Xie Wanyun, is that you here?" Li Fengmian's voice came from the room, hoarse and dry.
"Yes, Princess, Madam Xie is here to see you." Xiaoju answered quickly and motioned Xie Wanyun to come in.
Xie Wanyun was shocked when he saw her.
Li Fengmian lay in bed, looking listless, her hair disheveled, her eyes lifeless. Her hands, exposed outside the quilt, were as withered and skinny as chicken claws.
Xie Wanyun couldn't help but think of her hands that had always been kept white and tender, with neatly trimmed nails painted with bright nail polish.
She has always had exquisite makeup, gorgeous clothes, and was radiant and beautiful. How come she has fallen to this point in such a short time?
Feeling a little uncomfortable, he took two steps forward and sat down at the head of her bed.
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