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Du Yaoyao heard about the news which spread all over the capital at home.
Chu Xun, that scumbag, "lacked male ethics and had several broken bones." Although Du Yaoyao guessed that it might be Chen Jie's work, she was still very happy.
He has a wife and children, and keeps all kinds of concubines in the backyard. He is still lustful and has affairs with other people, raping and humiliating their wives. Real villains must be punished for their evil deeds, so that they will not harm decent women again.
Hong'e returned to Nanzhao in a hurry, which surprised Du Yaoyao. In the original book, Hong'e returned to Nanzhao after she fell in love with Shen Jie. Once, Shen Jie went to Wuhuan on business under the imperial order, and on the way back, he returned to his country with her.
Because of my appearance, the plot changed. This cinnabar mole is finished. Chen Jie will never want a woman that Chu Xun has used again.
Then he thought, what's the point of following Chen Jie? There are three thousand rivers, and he wants to take them all. Hong'e is very proud to be a princess in her hometown. She can get any kind of man she wants. Why should she follow the old path in the book - staying in Da Chu and humble herself for a scumbag?
Du Yaoyao was actually a little envious of Hong'e.
Mrs. Shen, who had no choice, didn't want to do it.
What if you don’t want to do it? You still have to flatter and please others and survive in the cracks.
Today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and Du Yaoyao ordered her servants to clean and decorate the house.
Hang lanterns, put up door paintings, and decorate with lights everywhere, creating a festive atmosphere.
Chen Jie went to the palace early in the morning, and Du Yaoyao was in the kitchen warming a pot of sweet soup.
The weather is fine and the sun is warm. The servants were hanging ribbons on the trees in the garden. Du Yaoyao was strolling around and saw them. She rolled up her sleeves and wanted to help.
"Madam, you can't do this. If the masters see this, they will skin us alive." Yin Ye tried to stop them.
"I'm not that delicate." Du Yaoyao shook her slender wrist to show that she was very strong. "Exercising more is good for your health. The imperial physician said that my physical condition is not good. I need to pay attention to my diet and exercise more in my daily life."
As a modern poor girl from a mountain village, Du Yaoyao has been chopping wood in the mountains and planting rice in the fields since she was a child in order to share the work pressure of her grandmother. She is capable of all kinds of hard work and is definitely not delicate.
Yin Ye looked at the ladder beside the tree that needed to be climbed up and down, and said worriedly, "No, no..." Then she glanced at the servants around her, "This will damage your image, Madam!"
"Do I have any image?" Du Yaoyao said to herself with a smile. The original owner was very tough, and the servants in the mansion were terrified when they saw her.
"Madam..." Yin Ye wanted to say something else, but Du Yaoyao had already lifted her skirt and climbed up the ladder.
Fortunately, she had experience in this job and she was able to hang ribbons on several trees steadily.
Chen Jie returned home and asked the housekeeper about Du Yaoyao's whereabouts. He heard that she was relaxing in the garden. Unexpectedly, he saw a slender figure in the distance, stepping on a tall ladder, and figuring something on the tree.
There were only a few people under the tree helping to hold the ladder, while the others were busy with their own things.
In such a vast world, her dress fluttered like a dying butterfly.
Chen Jie's heart suddenly rose to his throat and he walked over quickly.
"Madam, Madam..."
Yin Ye saw someone coming from afar and called his master hurriedly.
"What..." Before she could ask the last word, Du Yaoyao caught a glimpse of a dark green figure behind her.
She calmed herself down and asked calmly, "You're back?" and raised her foot to go down the stairs.
Seeing her fearless look, Shen Jie's forehead was throbbing, and he immediately blurted out, "What are you doing?"
The voice was cold and the tone was stern. Du Yaoyao had never heard him speak to her in such a tone. Her legs went weak, her right foot missed a step, and she fell from the top of the stairs with a "whoosh".
The ladder was three or four meters high, and there were several screams from below, "Madam——"
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