Chapter 15: Plot
Wanxiang put her hands on her hips and sneered, "You still know that you are a servant. I thought you thought you were the master."
"You! I ripped your mouth off."
"Come on, it's all over if you see me clean up or not."
"Maybe that little bitch Wanxiang stole it!"
"Alright." Song Ci scolded, "To be fair, I'll search the three of your houses together later. That's all right, right?"
Wanxiang shrugged, "I have done nothing wrong, so I am not afraid of ghosts coming to my house. Miss, you can search me as you like."
Wanxia suddenly became anxious and looked at Qiao Xianglan for help. It was rare for Wanxia to look so pleading. Qiao Xianglan pursed her lips and said, "Xiaoci, you are doing this..."
"Mother!" Song Ci said sternly, "If we don't investigate the serious matter of our third house losing money, what if something else is lost in the future, or if something is lost in other houses? Will others suspect that someone from my third house is dishonest? As the masters, we have to help conceal it."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xianglan felt that her daughter's words made sense. After hesitating for a while, Song Ci went straight to the point and walked towards the room where they lived.
Wanxia's house is the largest of the three and is a little farther away.
The first person to be searched was Mrs. Song's. She did some rough work, so the house was spotless and everything was in plain sight. Song Ci took a quick look and walked out.
Wanxia felt guilty. She looked in the direction of her room, bit her lip hard, and wanted to slip away when she saw that no one was paying attention.
"Hey! Sister Wanxia, where are you going? My room is about to be searched, you have to watch it."
Sunset: "It's OK as long as the master is watching."
Wanxiang looked her up and down with a half-smile, "You should go back to the room first, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."
"My room is a bit messy, and I'm afraid it might offend the master's eyes... I'd better clean it up."
She wanted to leave, but Wanxiang stepped forward and stopped her, "No. You suspect me, and I suspect you too. If you go back now, who knows if you're planning to hide the stolen silver somewhere else."
"You little bitch are talking nonsense and accusing me! Third Madam, don't you care about Wanxiang's behavior?" As she said that, she was about to reach out to scratch Wanxiang.
Wanxiang was not stupid either, she was agile and dodged Wanxia's moves with a provocative look on her face.
"You were the one who started it, so don't blame me."
As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the sunset.
Wanxia was so scared that she stepped back repeatedly.
What's going on with these people these days? Why do they seem a little out of control? In the past, I let myself control the third room. The third wife was soft-hearted and could be coaxed with a few words. The third young lady was silent and obedient. Since no one stood up for Wanxiang, I could order her around at will.
Why, what's different?
Qiao Xianglan was in a dilemma. On one side was the maid she trusted, and on the other was her daughter's maid. She held her forehead with her hand and felt a headache.
The two were about to fight, and Song Ci pretended to stop them. She grabbed Wanxia's arm and kept persuading her, "Stop it! Stop it, it's embarrassing."
During this time, he winked at Wanxiang, who immediately understood, her eyes shining, and she deliberately rolled up her sleeves a few inches.
Get ready.
The two of them were fighting. Wanxia was not as strong as Wanxiang, who was often doing the work. Now one of her arms was held, and Wanxiang hit her in the face several times in just a few rounds.
Wanxiang slapped him several times on the face, and there were several scratches on his neck from his nails. His hair was disheveled and he looked extremely miserable.
Seeing that it was almost time, Song Ci let go of her hand and grabbed Wanxiang, actually blocking her behind him.
Wanxia was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and she wished she could tear Wanxiang apart right now.
This little bitch actually hit her!
The third young lady had been pulling her just now, and she suspected that these two people did it on purpose and teamed up to bully her.
Song Ci coughed and said, "Alright, stop making trouble. Business is more important. Let's search Wanxiang's room."
After a search, of course, nothing was found.
Finally, everyone arrived at Wanxia's room. Wanxia took a step forward and grabbed the door handle tightly, refusing to let go. Her face was stiff, "My room is really a mess..."
"It's okay, as long as we search thoroughly and make sure there's no silver. This will also clear Sister Wanxia's name, right? If you stop her like this, don't turn around and everyone will think you stole it."
Qiao Xianglan nodded, "Wanxia, if we can find out more, we can clear your name."
Wanxia gritted her teeth in anger. This Third Madam was really useless. She was her maid, and it would be fine if she didn't protect her, but why did she help the Third Miss?
These three rooms and a house full of losers seem to have grown some brains recently. They are so difficult to deal with.
Seeing that she was standing there and refused to move, Wanxiang strode forward, grabbed her arm and pulled her away.
Wanxia almost lost her balance and fell to the ground.
After he stood firm, he was about to curse when he saw the door was opened and Song Ci walked straight in.
Her vision went dark, and she nearly fainted. Gritting her teeth, she hurried to catch up. Her heart was beating like a drum, her heart pounding. She could only pray that the place where she hid her things was well hidden, and maybe they wouldn't be discovered.
Ever since entering the house, Song Ci has been glancing at Wanxia vaguely. The expression on her face and some subtle movements did not escape her sight. Seeing that her body always seemed to be unintentionally blocking a portrait on the wall, she thought about it and a look of understanding flashed in her eyes.
"Why can't I find it?" Wanxiang searched for a long time in frustration, but couldn't find it.
It was obvious that the things were taken away by Wanxia, a dishonest person, but where else could he have hidden them?
That’s one hundred taels!
Wanxia crossed her arms, smiled smugly, and said sarcastically, "I said I didn't steal it. If you keep accusing me like this, I'll definitely make a scene in front of the old lady."
"You!" Wanxiang said angrily.
Qiao Lanxiang looked left and right, her face filled with anxiety. "Wanxia, why don't we just forget about this? It won't be good to bring this up in front of the old lady."
If the incident got out, her mother-in-law would look down on her and scold her in nasty ways. It was okay for her to be scolded, but Xiao Ci would definitely not be spared. She was just in good health, and no matter what, she couldn't let her daughter suffer.
Seeing Qiao Lanxiang's pleading expression, Wanxia felt extremely proud, and a malicious arc appeared at the corner of her mouth. "They were the ones who wronged me first, how can I just let it go like this? Although I am a slave, slaves also have dignity, unless..."
"Unless what." Qiao Lanxiang's face lit up with joy.
"Madam, you know that we servants only get a dozen coins a month, not even enough to make a pair of clothes."
The sunset glow seems to be meaningful.
Qiao Lanxiang pursed her lips and thought for a moment, "I'll..."
"Swish!"
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