Ye Feiyun sat in the carriage, feeling very annoyed, and couldn't help rubbing his tangled hair.
His eyes were full of worry.
He is worried.
It felt like Mu Yanyun was deliberately going against him.
Moreover, the other party seemed to be able to see through every step of his plan.
If this continues, Long Aotian will definitely not let me go.
What if Long Aotian knew that Mu Yanyun not only did not return home last night, but also slept all night in his house.
That was like burying a huge thunderbolt.
I don't know when it will explode.
Ye Feiyun frowned, his thoughts in a mess.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly.
There was a rapid sound.
Then Ye Ding's furious voice rang out: "Who is so bold? You dare to stop our Ye Mansion's carriage? Don't you want to live?"
Then, a woman's sobbing voice was heard: "Sir, my father died suddenly, and I really have no money for his burial. I am willing to sell myself. I only ask for ten taels of silver. Can I be sold to you as a maid?"
"Get out of the way! We in the Ye Mansion don't lack maids." Ye Ding shouted in a rough voice.
Ye Feiyun sat in the car and immediately frowned.
That's not right.
He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be such a plot in the original book.
On the way back home in a carriage, the original owner accidentally met a young woman who was selling herself to bury her father and only asked for ten taels of silver.
When the original owner saw her beautiful appearance, he invited her into the Ye Mansion and spoke frivolously and behaved inappropriately towards her.
Later, this woman became one of Long Aotian's concubines and hated Ye Feiyun to the core.
Could this be the case?
Ye Feiyun's heart tightened.
He immediately lifted the car curtain and looked outside.
I saw a woman of about seventeen or eighteen kneeling in the middle of the road in the distance.
Oval face and willow-shaped eyebrows.
A pair of big watery eyes seem to be able to ooze water.
Her skin is as white as snow and she looks delicate.
Even though she was wearing coarse clothes and her face was stained with mud, it was still easy to tell that she was a real beauty.
Looking again, there is a teardrop mole under the corner of the eye, which seems to be the finishing touch.
Isn’t this Yang Cuicui, one of Long Aotian’s concubines in the novel?
Ye Feiyun's heart tightened.
He was just about to open his mouth to send Yang Cuicui away.
But suddenly I changed my mind and realized that something was wrong.
If I drive Yang Cuicui away and she has no money to bury her father, she might hold a grudge against me.
If she becomes Long Aotian's concubine by then, won't she cause trouble for me every day?
Ye Feiyun took a breath of cold air.
Now, Mu Yanyun and Mu Fenfang alone are enough to give him a headache.
If I offend Yang Cuicui again, it will be all over.
At this time, Yang Cuicui raised her head crying.
She pleaded with Ye Feiyun, "Master Ye, I know you are Master Ye of the Ye Mansion. Please give me ten taels of silver. I am willing to be your slave and serve you for the rest of my life."
Ye Ding, who was standing by, also saw Yang Cuicui's appearance clearly at this time.
My eyes lit up.
Wow, what a pretty little girl. The young master will definitely like her.
Ye Ding stopped talking and just stepped aside, observing Ye Feiyun's expression.
If Ye Feiyun nodded, he would immediately bring the woman into the Ye Mansion.
After all, he knew his young master very well: he was the kind of person who couldn't walk when he saw a beautiful woman.
Ye Feiyun immediately began to speculate in his heart.
Would it be better if I just gave her money and let her go?
But that's not right.
Ye Feiyun had thought about driving her away, but wouldn't the other party hold a grudge against him?
But if I give her money directly, what should I do if she falls in love with me?
Ye Feiyun is not blindly confident.
Ye Feiyun has both a good family background and good looks.
Although not very handsome, he definitely has sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
If the original owner hadn't been so stubborn, how could he have become Mu Yanyun's bootlicker?
But at the moment, he couldn't offend Yang Cuicui, nor could he let her have too good an impression of him.
What should I do then?
Ye Fei frowned.
I immediately came up with a brilliant idea.
In that case, why not just recruit her into the Ye Mansion and take good care of her.
Anyway, don't offend, and don't be too close.
Just wait and send it to Long Aotian, then everything will be fine, right?
After all, he didn't do anything to her. It's impossible for Long Aotian to cause trouble for him because of this, right?
But what Ye Feiyun didn't know was.
At this time, Yang Cuicui's eyebrows flickered.
Staring at Ye Feiyun curiously.
She seemed to find that she could hear Ye Feiyun's thoughts.
This is very strange.
The other party clearly didn't say a word.
But why did a series of words just seem to pop out?
The burly man Ye Ding standing beside him seemed to have heard nothing.
What is going on?
Yang Cuicui didn't want to delve into it further.
But he refrained from saying anything, and just speculated secretly in his heart.
This Young Master Ye seems to be different from the rumors in the past.
The other party not only has no improper thoughts about me, but also wants to give me a large sum of money.
It just seems like he is afraid of something, a man named Long Aotian.
Yang Cuicui had some impression of Long Aotian.
A few days ago, she met a man named Long Aotian, who performed a set of Nine Turns and Thirteen Needles on her father, and her father's condition improved.
But I didn't expect that my father would suddenly die today.
After much thought, she decided to go to the capital to find the most dissolute young master, Ye Feiyun, to sell herself to bury her father.
The person rolled up on the straw mat beside her was her father.
Yang Cuicui’s mind was turning.
Ye Feiyun waved his sleeves and said, "Ye Ding, give him a hundred taels of silver and take him back to the Ye Mansion."
Then Ye Feiyun didn't dare to say anything more and quickly retreated into the carriage.
Ye Ding just glanced at Yang Cuicui who was lying on the ground crying.
With a grin on his lips, he said, "Little girl, you are blessed. You have entered our Ye Mansion. From now on, you will have the best food and the best drinks. You will enjoy endless wealth and glory."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye." Yang Cuicui kowtowed hard on the ground.
I haven't had time to think it through.
I saw Ye Ding sitting back in the carriage.
He looked at her coldly and said, "Alright, I will send servants from the Ye Mansion to help you bury your father. Then you can come back to the Ye Mansion with me."
"Thank you, thank you, sir." Yang Cuicui thanked him repeatedly.
Ye Ding looked at the rolled straw mat with disdain.
Then he whipped the horse whip and the carriage moved slowly forward.
Yang Cuicui, kneeling beside the straw mat, was filled with gratitude.
A series of kowtows were heard in the direction where the carriage was going away.
"Thank you, Master Ye! Thank you for your kindness!!"
.......
Three hours later, Ye Feiyun, who had already returned to the Ye Mansion, did not see his father Ye Dashan, and his mother Ye was nowhere to be found.
Ye Feiyun guessed that they had gone somewhere to have a good time, so he didn't think about it anymore.
At this time, Yang Cuicui, who had completed the burial of her father, had already dressed up and appeared in Ye Feiyun's room.
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