"You, how do you know my...name?" Dongxue was still pretending. "Go back to your netherworld quickly. I'll definitely burn more paper money for you later. Hurry up and go."
"Dongxue!" Xihong shouted.
Dongxue was stunned. "Why does this voice sound so familiar? You, you are Xihong?"
"nonsense."
Dongxue was even more surprised, "Are you dead?"
"You just died?"
Dongxue's face was full of confusion, "You're not dead, why are you pretending to be a ghost to scare me?"
The two of them were talking back and forth, and Xihong was so angry that she wanted to jump over the wall.
At this time, Chang'an and Wanxin were sitting on the corridor in the yard, listening to the conversation between the two people, but they felt a little bit amused and helpless.
Dongxue is a lively and outgoing girl, but she is bound by the rules and Chang'an's tolerance.
If she were let go, this girl would surely be quite interesting, and it would not be easy for others to bully her.
"Aunt." Chang'an asked, "How much hatred and love does Shijia have in his heart? He actually used nightmares as an excuse.
I hurt Shirou. In my impression, Shirou was a gentle and intelligent woman who often followed her mother in worshipping Buddha and chanting sutras. This unexpected disaster was ultimately caused by me."
Wan Xin smiled slightly, "Whether it's love or hate, Miss Shijia will never marry the Fourth Prince in this lifetime.
As for Shirou, Miss, you don't have to blame yourself. When we come back, we will bring hot spring water and high-quality medicine. I believe Shirou will get better."
"I hope so." Chang'an sighed slightly.
Chang'an has been taken care of by Wanxin since she was a child, so she naturally understands Chang'an's worries, "Miss, you should relax. Everything in the world has its destiny. You don't have to worry too much about Miss Shirou.
Born in this general's mansion, no matter if it is a man or a woman, no matter if it is marriage with a prince or princess or marriage with a young man or a young lady from a prime minister's mansion, it is all a political means between the emperor and the ministers.
Even without the young lady's instigation, this would have happened. Everyone is the emperor's pawn."
"No!" Chang'an looked at Wanxin with a firm gaze, "I don't want to be a pawn. I want to be the master of my own life.
"Okay." Wan Xin's eyes were filled with tenderness. "Your personality is really becoming more and more like Princess Ya. I just don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Like my mother, of course it's good." Changan smiled, "Aunt, we should get down to business. Let someone notify Gu Shijia. I'm sure if she knows what's going on here, she will definitely rush over."
"Yes." Wanxin went to do it immediately.
Wanxin walked outside, but before she got in, she saw Dongxue and Xihong fighting with each other. The two of them were in such a mess that it was unbearable to look at.
Seeing this, Wan Xin pretended to be surprised and looked at the two of them in surprise, "What are you doing? Don't you know that the young lady is resting?"
"Auntie," Dongxue yelled, "Xihong is sneaking around outside our yard. She knows my young lady is timid, but now she's deliberately pretending to be a ghost. What do you think she's up to?"
"Nonsense, you're so overbearing." Xihong pulled Dongxue's hair, "I wasn't sneaking around."
Dongxue was not to be outdone. She tugged at Xihong's clothes with one hand and her ear with the other, pulling hard. "You are sneaky. You knew my young lady was resting, but you deliberately made a fuss. You are so mean-spirited."
Wan Xin was in no hurry to speak. She caught a glimpse of people passing by Gu Shijia's mother, Qin, and deliberately said loudly, "Stop shouting and let go. If you have anything to say, the lady will let you two go in and talk."
The young lady's face cannot be exposed to the wind. You guys stand in the yard and talk, but don't open the door of the house, okay?
Also, Xihong is covered in blood. I don't know what to say if someone sees her. Go find her some clean clothes to change into."
Dongxue's face was full of anger. After hearing Wanxin's words, she didn't care about the pain in her scalp. She grabbed Xihong's ear and went to the yard.
Sure enough, after hearing it, the person in the distance hurried away.
Gu Shijia and her mother Qin Shumin lived in the same courtyard, so they must have known what was going on there very quickly.
In the courtyard.
Wanxin's eyes were filled with heartache. She glanced at Dongxue and said deliberately, "Girl, why don't you take care of yourself? Don't you know how to hide when you get beaten? You are such a pitiful girl."
"Aunt." Dongxue's face was full of anger. "I am feeling sorry for the young lady. Xihong is sneaking around here. Who knows if she will do something bad to harm our young lady again."
Wanxin glanced at Xihong and said, "Don't take advantage of your young lady's favor and break the rules in front of our yard."
"Hmph!" Xihong didn't care. She was used to everyone bullying Chang'an and his servants, and they didn't take the people in this yard seriously. Although they were in Chang'an's yard at this time, she thought there was nothing to worry about. When people bullied Chang'an and his servants here, they didn't see how they could do anything.
"It's broken, so what? My lady dotes on me. I can shout wherever I want. What's there to worry about in front of the yard of a useless person like you?"
Wanxin frowned and glanced at Chang'an's closed door.
Seeing that Wanxin and Dongxue were silent, and Changan in the room was even more silent, Xihong became even more proud, "Look, waste is waste."
"Waste?" Chang'an's voice didn't reveal whether he was angry or not, but it did reveal a hint of laziness. "In that case, let Xihong experience what it feels like to be slapped in the face by someone close to a waste."
Xihong was stunned. She suspected that she had misheard, so she said in a bullying tone, "You useless piece of shit, if..."
When Dongxue heard Xihong say this, she immediately rolled up her sleeves and hit Xihong in the face.
Instantly, she felt a burning sensation on her face, more painful than when Dongxue had pinched her ears just now. She wondered if the Dongxue in front of her was still the same girl who never retaliated when scolded or beaten. "Dongxue, you're looking for death!"
Chang'an in the room was still so nonchalant and gentle, "Beat her until she knows she's wrong."
Dongxue slapped Xihong harder and harder. After a few slaps, her face became swollen and blood was oozing from the corners of her mouth.
"Ah—Dongxue, you bitch." Xihong cried, "You dare to hit me? Believe it or not, my lady will peel off your skin and feed it to the dogs. Then even your master will be punished."
Wanxin frowned unhappily and said to Dongxue, "Why are your hands so weak? Didn't you eat today?"
"Aunt, it's really unfair." Dongxue's mouth was full of grievances, but her hands did not stop, and she hit her even harder. "It's not that I didn't use enough force, but Xihong's skin is too thick. The hit on her face hurts my palm."
"Pfft!" Chang'an laughed out loud at Dongxue's words, "Dongxue, I've noticed that you've become so cute in just half a month since you went back."
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