Lihua in the room fell on Su Fan's body and was dragged away by the servants.
She struggled: "What are you going to do?"
The servants had already started carrying Su Fan's body.
Such rude behavior made Lihua yell, "Who allowed you to touch my body? You are disrespecting me."
Who knew that the housekeeper would walk in arrogantly, looking at Lihua and saying, "Lihua, this is the master's order."
"What do you mean? The lady's body is still warm, but the master doesn't care at all and lets the servants desecrate her like this. I don't believe the master is so heartless!" Lihua's face was covered with tears, haggardness and unwillingness.
During this period, my wife was bedridden and her condition became increasingly serious.
But no one in the mansion cared.
Even if the master called a doctor, he would only ask a cursory question.
Even the young lady only served by the bed occasionally, and showed some impatience and disgust.
She had seen through the fickleness of human nature in such a short period of time.
It’s just a pity that the lady, who was always trying to do good, ended up like this.
The steward sneered, "The master has hired so many doctors and spent so much money on the mistress's treatment recently. This is obvious to everyone in the mansion. What qualifications do you, a lowly servant, have to question the master's conduct? Besides, the mistress is already dead now. If she is not buried soon, will she be left here to rot? I think you are the one with ulterior motives."
"Burial?" Lihua's eyes widened. "How dare you want to bury Madam so hastily? Madam is the legal wife. If she's to be buried, a mourning hall should be set up and someone should change her clothes and dress her. How can you be so reckless?"
"Hmph, the Sixth Miss's wedding is approaching, and yet the First Lady is stirring up trouble at this very moment. I think, for the sake of her daughter, the First Lady should also give in. The Master has already said that all those tedious formalities should be dispensed with; this is all for the Sixth Miss's sake. What right do you, a lowly servant, have to speak?" The steward once again ordered the servants to move faster: "Carry the person to the back door; there's already a carriage waiting there."
There wasn't even a decent coffin.
Lihua was restrained and unable to move. She could only watch as several servants lifted Su Fan and walked out of the room.
"Put the Madam down. I want to see the Sixth Miss! I don't believe that the Sixth Miss will agree to let you treat the Madam's body like this." Lihua said.
Only after Su Fan's body disappeared did the steward let the servants release Lihua.
"Go ahead and see him if you want to. Anyway, it's better for you to mind your own business. If you anger the master, he won't show mercy because you have served the lady personally for ten years." After the steward said this, he waved his sleeves and left.
Leaving Lihua's tears still wet, he ran towards Yunmian's boudoir.
Yun Mian was still sorting through the dowry that had just been delivered from the Second Prince's residence. Although most of it had already been handed over to Yun Shengzhi and her portion had been swallowed by Miao Fengxian, she had also left a few prizes for her to keep as a pretense. These ornaments were exquisitely crafted, luxurious and beautiful, and Yun Mian couldn't let them go.
"It seems that the Second Prince really likes the young lady, otherwise he would not be so thoughtful to send so many good things. Look at these accessories, each one is suitable for the young lady." The personal maid Biyu said to Yunmian with a smile.
Yun Mian thought of Mu Linyuan and finally smiled happily: "Tell me, the Second Prince agreed so readily to hold the wedding right away, is he thinking of me too?"
"Of course. The Second Prince just returned from the frontier and immediately promised to marry. I'm afraid he has been thinking about the young lady all the time."
Yun Mian became happier, but in an instant, he couldn't help but recall the stunning glimpse he had in the alley.
That man had an extremely handsome appearance, and he was truly captivating at first sight. She still remembers him to this day.
But no matter how much she was tempted, she could not give up wealth and glory.
An ordinary civilian with no status is naturally not as noble as the high and mighty Second Prince.
"You can't go in, this is the young lady's boudoir. Look at you, you stink. The young lady is going to get married in a few days. What if she is contaminated with bad luck by you?" The voice of a maid suddenly came from outside.
Yun Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately asked, "Who's making noise outside?"
"Sixth Miss, it's me, Lihua." When Lihua heard that the maid in Yunmian's courtyard actually looked down on her like that, she felt even colder in her heart.
She didn't think it was a big deal if other servants looked down on her.
After all, Miao Fengxian is the head of the family now, and these servants are all snobbish and want to climb up the ladder.
But the Sixth Miss was the eldest lady's biological daughter, yet she looked down on her, the only person serving the eldest lady. How could this not be disheartening?
"It's Sister Lihua." Yunmian came out of the attic and pretended to be anxious, "Sister Lihua, what happened to mother?"
These days, Su Fan's health has been deteriorating, and Lihua has been taking care of him day and night.
So she did have a slight stench.
But Yun Mian on the opposite side was dressed in pink, looking pure and innocent, without a trace of haggardness or sadness on her face, as if the sick person on the other side of the wall had nothing to do with her.
Lihua smiled, a smile that was somewhat sarcastic: "Sixth Miss, how many days has it been since you last visited Madam?"
"I...Mian'er has been too busy lately, so I'm going to visit mother now." Yun Mian said.
Hearing this, Lihua stared at her hypocritical face and said, "No need. The mistress is dead. Miss Six should just wait for her marriage in peace. Lihua is leaving!"
She couldn't fight against the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Nor could he rescue his wife's body from their hands.
She was ready to leave and look for the young master.
"What? My mother..." Yun Mian still pretended to be heartbroken: "How could this happen? Sister Lihua, please don't leave. Mian'er will cancel the marriage and prepare for mother's funeral."
"Sixth Miss, there's no need to pretend. If you're not tired of pretending, I'm tired! Although I'm uneducated, I've experienced many things and walked many paths. I'm not stupid. If you really cared about Madam, why would you accept this marriage so calmly? Why would you eat well and sleep soundly for days without even seeing Madam?
But Lihua doesn't blame you. Madam has prayed for you for ten years, which is a way of atonement for the sin of losing you. It doesn't matter if you're ruthless to Madam; Madam has never blamed you. Lihua wishes the young lady a long and happy marriage with the Second Prince, and may they grow old together. "Don't see me off!" Having said this, Lihua left without looking back.
Yun Mian, who was left behind, almost lost her composure. She clenched the towel in her hand, with a fierce look in her eyes.
"She's just a lowly maidservant serving the Madam, yet she thinks she's so superior! She even dares to ride on the young lady's head, so arrogant." Biyu put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction.
Yun Mian said nothing, but turned around and went back to her room.
When only she and Biyu were left in the room, she spoke: "Go tell Manager Luo that Lihua came to my room just now and I've lost a lot of my jewelry. Find a few men to search her body..."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
