Chapter 471 Cangsang

She silently concluded in her heart that next time she went out to drink with them, she should not get too drunk and should keep some rationality.

Fortunately, Guo Yang was really drunk. He fell asleep on the table when he was halfway through talking about his plan to cut his penis.

Bei Jingchu breathed a sigh of relief. He originally wanted to be polite and send the person back in person.

But she had been keeping a low profile recently and didn't want too many people to know about her private dealings with some ministers, so she just sent someone to send it back.

It was bustling downstairs in the tavern. Bei Jingchu remembered that Bei Huan had handed her a letter the day before, saying that she was going to inspect the manor yesterday, and it was time for her to return.

There is a cloth shop downstairs, which recently made clothes for Wuyuan's servants.

Given her personality, she would definitely go and take a look in person when she passes by on her way back.

Bei Jingchu sent someone to find out whether Princess Mo Qing had arrived.

Bei Hua did arrive here, but she just stayed in the carriage to rest.

Madam Cao was good at managing miscellaneous affairs, and she used the ready-made helper without hesitation.

The little girl happily got off the carriage and went to the shop. Looking at her excited back, Bei Hua sighed, "It's good to be young."

Maid: "......My Lady, you seem to be the same age as Madam Cao."

Bei Hua sighed sadly, "You don't understand, I'm just tired."

Having been pressured by the pain of being skinned all these years, my mentality has become extremely old, not to mention that now I am helping that heartless person to get his head chopped off. I can't even sleep well.

Looking at Madam Cao who has just started working, I feel that she is so simple and a useful beast of burden.

Bei Hua thought with a smile on her face.

Suddenly the smile on his lips froze.

So...did you think the same when you saw her working so hard before the initial exposure?

Damn!

Over there, Madam Cao was preparing to discuss a new batch of cloth with the boss, and the boss smiled and wanted to invite her to the private room.

Before I even stepped into the backyard, I heard a familiar voice.

"Second sister."

The girl came in from the door, holding a woman by her side.

She seemed surprised and said, "I never thought I could see you here again. What a coincidence."

But Madam Cao didn't think she was really surprised.

I used to be ignorant at home and would fight with my younger sisters for small profits over fly heads.

The third sister was about her age and was the one who argued the most.

As the eldest sister, she was mean and harsh to her, and used the method of suppressing her to highlight her own nobility.

Although there is no actual physical harm, the emotional harm is inevitable.

She didn't believe that her third sister didn't bear a grudge.

Sure enough, the girl smiled sweetly and covered her lips with the fan, like a little beast that had done something wrong.

She said pitifully and innocently, "Oh, no, you are no longer my second sister. Father said that in the future, the Cao family will no longer have a daughter like you, so we should just consider you dead."

People around looked over and pointed, whispering.

"Even her grandfather doesn't want her anymore. How unfilial of her parents."

"You have the nerve to live after being abandoned by your family. I would just crash to death."

"Is it because she eloped with someone? I've seen stories that play out like this, where a rich lady eloped with a poor scholar and was disowned by her parents."

"No shame."

"......"

A wave of rumors swept in, and noble ladies valued their reputation the most.

Mrs. Cao San knew that her second elder sister had always been a model of a noble lady and was very careful about her reputation, so she was waiting to see her collapse.

But Madam Cao now feels vaguely happy.

It's just... a kind of refreshing feeling of being the only one sober while everyone else is drunk.

If the occasion was not wrong, she might even point fingers at everyone.

Faced with her sister's trouble-making, Madam Cao was not angry, but rather felt helpless.

Through her, it seems like I can see my ignorant self from the past.

It is also to atone for the sins of our past ignorance.