"What? Are you going to tell me that this red hairpin is not yours? Well, take out your red hairpin and show it to me and I will believe you." Feng Xiao never paid attention to the intrigues in the backyard. In his opinion,

, as long as there was no big trouble, he would just let them make trouble. Who would have thought that Aunt Ye would actually do such a thing, which really made him very angry.

"What? Could this be the second aunt's hairpin? Could it be that those people are the second aunt..." Feng Qingchen was startled, covering her mouth and looking at Aunt Ye in shock.

Aunt Ye's face suddenly turned pale, and she waved her hands around and said, "It's not me...it's not me, sir. That Zhu Chai is indeed mine, but it was stolen a few days ago. What happened today has nothing to do with me.

It’s irrelevant, it’s really not me…”

Feng Qingyu frowned anxiously at the side, but did not dare to stand up and help Aunt Ye speak. When her eyes swept over Feng Qingchen's calm and elegant face, the unfamiliar chill in her heart came out again, and it was fleeting!

"It really has nothing to do with you?" Feng Xiao frowned, but his tone was no longer as cold as before.

"I lost my jade hairpin a few days ago. How did I know that it fell into the hands of those ruffians? This matter is definitely not my fault. Please look into it!" Aunt Ye cried so hard that she rushed over to grab it.

Feng Xiao's clothes are crying and complaining of injustice.

"This...Chen'er, there is something fishy about this matter. In my opinion..."

"Dad, I will leave this Zhu Chai to you. If there is nothing else, Chen'er will leave first."

Before Feng Xiao finished speaking, Feng Qingchen's slightly hoarse voice sounded faintly, and her clear eyes washed by tears were as elegant as water, shining with a depth and wisdom that was not expected for this age group.

Seeing Feng Qingchen turning around and leaving as if nothing had happened, Mrs. Qin opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she couldn't. Aunt Ye, on the other hand, stared at Feng Qingchen's thin figure with complicated eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Miss, I don't understand. What happened today was really the fault of the second lady. Why don't you let me make the decision for you to punish the second lady severely?" After leaving the main room, Bai Zhi hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't hold it back and asked.

Hearing this, Feng Qingchen smiled indifferently, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said meaningfully to Bai Zhi, "Bai Zhi, how do you think dad will severely punish Aunt Ye? Will he divorce her? Or send her to see the official?" See Bai Zhi.

With a look of doubt on her face, she continued, "Just a hairpin cannot convict her at all. Even if it was really her fault, for the sake of the reputation of the General's Mansion, my father and grandmother would make it a trivial matter and not pursue it further. Instead of letting it go,

They are trying every possible way to excuse her, why don't I be more generous and let it go!"

What she didn't say was that the hairpin did belong to Aunt Ye, but it didn't fall from those scoundrels. Instead, she deliberately brought the fire to Aunt Ye. Even if it didn't burn her to death, it still smelled bad.

, she wants to disintegrate her position in the general's mansion bit by bit, and let her slowly taste the pain of losing everything!

The night is getting darker.

The weather was getting cooler in late September, and the cool breeze was blowing, but it did not affect the bright moon in the sky at all. Feng Qingchen couldn't sleep, so she stood in front of the window with only her clothes on, without lighting a lamp, and opened the window.

Letting the moonlight shine on her face and letting the slightly cold autumn wind blow on her body, she seemed to have lost her mind and stared at the stars in the sky without any awareness.

"Crunch——"

In the quiet night, there was a sudden sound, and then a sneaky figure was seen.

Feng Qingchen frowned slightly. That was Chun Ju, the second-class maid in her room. She was slightly older than herself by three or two years, and she was quite pretty. After she got married in her previous life, she was transferred to Feng Qingyu's side.

As a maid, the two of them should have hooked up long ago, but... what was she doing out so late?

If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs! After a moment's hesitation, Feng Qingchen made a decision, put on a thicker coat, and quietly followed Chun Ju.

"Well... Young Master... Young Master, please don't... be gentle..."

"Xiaoju, you are such a slut. You make me feel so comfortable when you serve me..."

"Well...ah...young master, you are so evil, bullying others...ah..."

She saw with her own eyes that Chun Ju went to the abandoned courtyard in the north. After waiting for a while and not seeing her come out, she cautiously touched it in. She could hear Chun Ju's charming breathing in the distance.

Feng Qingchen was speechless. Why did she encounter such unbearable things every time?

Master Biao? Could it be Zhu Zixuan from my aunt's family? Only he could do this.

In his previous life, he was a romantic ghost who hung around brothels all day long and had countless concubines at home. When did he come? Why did he get involved with Chun Ju? There were many doubts in her mind, and her intuition told her that there must be an inside story about this matter, so she endured it

Feeling the urge to vomit, I squatted outside the window and listened to the wall.

Fortunately, they finished quickly and she didn't have to wait too long under the cold autumn wind. Even so, the cold made her shiver all over.

"Young Master Cousin, when will you get married?" After the passion, Chun Ju snuggled into Zhu Zixuan's arms and said softly.

"Come on, come on, how are you doing with that matter? As long as you destroy that girl Feng Qingchen, I will marry you home immediately." Thinking of the benefits promised by that man, Zhu Zixuan's face became clouded.

He smiled sinisterly, feeling very proud in his heart.

"You have to keep your word, but don't lie to others."

"No one will lie to you, my little sweetheart..." Zhu Zixuan turned over and pressed Chun Ju under him, starting a new round of war...

Feng Qingchen was not interested in continuing to listen to their arguments, but was more interested in Zhu Zixuan's words. It seemed that someone asked him to find a way to deal with him, and Chunju was just a pawn he used to destroy himself. Who could it be? Aunt Ye

Still Feng Qingyu, they don’t even look alike!

Feng Qingchen, who was lying on the bed, analyzed for a long time, but she didn't expect who the person behind the scenes was, and she didn't intend to expose Chunju immediately to see how she wanted to 'deal with' herself.

"Miss, Miss... no... it's not good, something happened to Master Xu..."

On this day, not long after breakfast, Feng Qingchen was carefully embroidering a golden chrysanthemum handkerchief when she saw Chunju running all the way, blushing and panting, her delicate little face full of anxiety, and shouting as she ran.

Feng Qingchen put down the embroidery in her hands, frowned and asked, "What happened to Xu'er? Shouldn't he be studying in the college now?" Feng Qingchen felt as clear as a mirror, knowing that they were going to deal with this.

He did it himself, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he wanted to follow Chun Ju's line and see who else wanted to harm her besides Aunt Ye and her daughter, and for what reason?

"Slave... I don't know. It seems that I was stung by a hornet. The eldest lady should go and have a look with me!" Chun Ju was confused. She suddenly thought that the fifth boy in the stable was stung by a hornet the year before last, and she was almost stung by a hornet.

Even his life was lost. In desperation, he said that Feng Qingxu had been stung by a hornet.

"Baizhi, come here!" Feng Qingchen called Bai Zhi and whispered a few words in her ear. Bai Zhi hurriedly ran back to the room and took something in her hand and handed it to Feng Qingchen. Of course, this action Chunju
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