Chapter 533 This Can't Go On
Nanny Zhang swept her eyes across the crowd, finally landing on Lu Ge'er, with a polite and distant look on her face.
"Master, the young lady is still young, and she is the apple of the old lady's eye. If there is anything wrong with her, please bear with her and teach her slowly."
"The old lady specially picked Cuihuan. She is smart and sensible. Having her serve the young lady will make the old lady feel more at ease."
Lu Ge'er understood that it was Madam Gu San who was putting pressure on him.
His heart went cold as he looked at his crying sister and the smug Cuihuan.
Looking at Aunt Zhang's tough attitude, a deep feeling of powerlessness came over me.
"Madam Zhang," Lu Ge'er said calmly, "I can discipline my own sister, and it seems I don't need Grandmother's maid to interfere."
"Cui Huan instigated the young lady to act harshly, and she must be punished today."
He turned to Lan Jie'er, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of fatigue: "Lan'er, I'm not trying to hurt you. When you grow up, you'll understand my painstaking efforts."
He waved his hand and asked the old woman to continue.
Nanny Zhang's expression changed slightly, but she didn't know what to say. After all, Lu Ge'er was in the right.
Cuihuan was forcibly pulled away, crying and shouting.
Lan Jie'er cried even harder, pushed Lu Ge'er away, ran back to her room, and slammed the door.
In the yard, only Lu Ge'er, the embarrassed Nanny Zhang, and the little maid who was still kneeling on the ground and ignored by everyone were left.
Lu Ge'er walked up to the little maid and helped her up personally.
"Go to the accounting office to collect three months' salary, and then ask the steward to find you a lighter job. You don't have to come to Miss Lan's courtyard anymore."
The little maid kowtowed with tears in her eyes and retreated with a sob.
Aunt Zhang coughed dryly: "Master, this old servant..."
"Madam, please go back." Lu Ge'er interrupted her, "I will go to pay my respects to Grandmother in person."
Nanny Zhang hit a snag that was neither soft nor hard, and had to leave with her people in embarrassment.
Lu Ge'er stood in the empty yard, looking at the closed door, feeling confused.
He knew this was just the beginning.
Madam Gu San will not give up, and Cuihuan, the maid, is definitely not someone who can be easily dealt with.
And Sister Lan...she has been contaminated by those filthy things.
In the evening, when Lu Ge'er went to pay his respects to Madam Gu San, he was indeed treated coldly.
Lu Ge'er punished Lan Jie'er by making her copy books. Lan Jie'er made a fuss at first, but later she accepted it.
However, the "Three Character Classic" he handed in every day had crooked handwriting and was done perfunctorily.
Lu Ge'er also stopped giving her daily snacks, trying to use these methods to get her back on track.
But he underestimated Cuihuan's ability to pretend to obey but actually disobey.
In Lan Jie'er's yard, she was pouting and sulking.
Cuihuan held a small plate of exquisite osmanthus cake and took it out from her sleeve like a magic trick.
"Miss, try it quickly. This is secretly left for you in the kitchen."
Lan Jie'er's eyes lit up, she picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, complaining incoherently: "Sister Cuihuan is really good to me. Brother is so mean. He won't let me eat this or that."
Cuihuan squatted down and wiped the cake crumbs from the corner of her mouth. She lowered her voice and said casually, "Miss, please don't say that. The young master is doing this for your own good."
She paused, her eyes rolled, and the topic changed quietly: "It's just... the old lady loves the young lady so much, who in the mansion doesn't flatter you?"
"The eldest young master must be feeling a little uncomfortable seeing you receiving so much favor."
"Are you jealous of me?" Lan Jie'er stopped eating and understood the deep meaning of it naively and maliciously.
Cuihuan waved her hands quickly, but there was an expression of "that's it" on her face.
"I dare not say anything nonsense. But the eldest young master is the future master after all, and now his limelight has been overshadowed by the young lady. How can he feel at ease?"
These words were like a poisonous seed that quickly took root and sprouted in Lan Jie'er's heart.
It turns out that her brother disciplined her not for her own good, but because he was jealous of her!
A few days later, a boy of about thirteen or fourteen, who was in a hurry to deliver a message to the steward, accidentally bumped into Lan Jie'er at the corner of the corridor.
The servant was so frightened that he kept apologizing.
"You blind dog!" Lan Jie'er was emboldened by Cuihuan's words.
The servant knelt down to admit his mistake, and she raised her hand and gave him a loud slap in the face.
There was a sharp, sharp "pop" sound.
The servant covered his face, shocked and frightened, and stood there in a daze.
Cuihuan not only did not try to dissuade her, but instead stepped forward, supported Lan Jie'er, her eyes full of approval.
"Young lady's majesty is growing day by day! Now she has the demeanor of a mistress of the house!" She said loudly, as if she was deliberately speaking to the servants passing by.
"When dealing with these servants, we should use both kindness and severity! When the young lady gets married in the future, her in-laws won't dare to neglect her."
Lan Jie'er puffed out her chest at the praise and looked at the stunned servant with a smug look on her face.
From then on, when the servants saw Lan Jie'er, they would be like mice seeing a cat, and would bow and avoid her from a distance, for fear of being contaminated by bad luck.
Naturally, all these things reached Lu Ge'er's ears one by one.
He connected the events before and after, and a sinister picture slowly unfolded in his mind.
After the autumn hunt, his grandmother's sudden "care" sent the two maids in his room with unclear intentions.
Then there's Cui Huan's "teaching" to Lan Jie'er now...
This is not love, this is the most vicious "praising to death" in the secret life of the harem!
They want to raise Lan Jie'er into a domineering, arrogant, and useless person who only has her status!
A waste who will become the laughing stock and shame of the whole family in the future!
As an elder brother, he can't even discipline his only sister. Doesn't that make him seem extremely incompetent?
If he had embarked on a career in politics, he would have been completely corrupted from the root by the four words "incompetent in managing the family".
What a cruel plan!
Lu Ge'er's heart was boiling with rage, but his face became increasingly calm.
He knew that theory was useless!
As the night deepens, the cold penetrates into the bones.
Lu Ge'er tossed and turned in bed.
In the dream, Lan Jie'er had already reached marriage age and was wearing a gorgeous dress embroidered with gold thread, but her face was filled with a rebelliousness and viciousness that was incompatible with the dress.
She scratched a maid's face with her golden hairpin and screamed and cursed, the sound was so piercing that it hurt people's eardrums.
The scene changed, and she was abandoned by her husband's family, standing alone in the empty courtyard. Everyone looked at her with contempt and fear, and she was abandoned by everyone.
She pointed at the people around her and laughed wildly, her laughter was shrill and finally turned into sobs.
"Lan'er!"
Lu Ge'er suddenly sat up from the bed, his chest heaving violently, and his forehead and back were covered in cold sweat.
The moonlight outside the window was as frosty as ice. In the silent room, the only sound that could be heard was his rapid breathing.
He looked at his trembling hands. The desperate scene in his dream was more real than any reality.
No, he couldn't let Lan Jie'er go that far. Never!
Lu Ge'er came out of the bedroom and planned to go see Lan Jie'er.
Before reaching the gate of the courtyard, I heard a cough, followed by Sister Lan's scolding.
"Ahem, ahem, what bad luck! You bumped into me, can you handle this?"
Lu Ge'er's heart tightened and he walked over quickly, only to see Lan Jie'er standing at the door of the woodshed with her hands on her hips.
Cuihuan was holding a big lock and was about to lock the door of the woodshed.
In the woodshed, an old maid with gray hair was curled up in the corner, coughing so hard that she couldn't breathe. It was Nanny Chen who had taken care of their biological mother.
"What are you doing!" Lu Ge'er's voice was as cold as ice.
Cuihuan was so frightened by the sound that she shuddered and the lock in her hand almost fell to the ground.
When Lan Jie'er turned around and saw Lu Ge'er, she was not afraid at all. Instead, she complained to him with confidence.
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