Ning Yujin's eyes stayed on Cuilan's face for a moment. Seeing that she was neither humble nor arrogant, she immediately withdrew her gaze and said lightly: "Let's go and see Aunt Zhao."
"Yes." Cuilan lowered her head and responded.
So the two of them took a walk and dispersed to the door of Piaoling Garden.
The Piaoling Garden, which used to be bustling with activity, has now become a deserted courtyard.
The vermilion door was closed tightly, and the two red lanterns hanging at the door shone faintly. The red color hung on them when she was celebrating her birthday has not faded yet.
Cuilan stepped forward and knocked on the door. A vicious voice called "Who is it?" came from the door. The door was slowly opened a crack, revealing the face of a fierce old woman.
When she saw Cuilan, the old woman's face immediately changed and she laughed: "It turns out to be Miss Cuilan, I'm sorry. What is the girl doing here at this late hour? What orders does the eldest lady have?"
Is it done?"
Cuilan had met this old woman when she was still in the eldest lady's room. She immediately smiled and said, "Mother Sun, this is our third young lady. She wants to meet Aunt Zhao."
"Third Miss?"
The old woman had also heard about the third young lady of the Ning Mansion, but they all said she was an unpopular concubine and a sick young lady who could not be seen in the light of day.
She tilted her head and looked at Ning Yujin, who was standing not far away, and saw a slim woman with a graceful moon-white skirt and a tender green top, which is the most popular style recently.
She doesn't have many hairpins on her head, but she looks fresh and generous, her face is rosy and fair, and she doesn't look sick.
Looking at it, it doesn’t look like the rumors.
And the most important thing is that this third lady was brought here by Cuilan, the first-class girl in the eldest lady's room. It must be the eldest lady's wish to let her see Aunt Zhao.
The mother-in-law was chosen directly from the village by the eldest lady, and she didn't know much about the situation in the house. She immediately thought it was the eldest lady who promised her, and immediately put a smile on Ning Yujin's face, and hurriedly welcomed the two people in:
"Third Miss please, Miss Cuilan please."
Ning Yujin carried her skirt and walked through the door. As she walked, she asked, "How is Aunt Zhao doing lately?"
"Replying to Miss Third, this hoof is so noisy. No matter how I clean it up, I will hold the broken piano and make trouble one night, which makes people upset. The slave also thought about snatching the piano and smashing it, but she couldn't find a way to survive.
Be willing to do it. If it weren’t for the fact that no one was killed, I would have wanted to take care of her a long time ago."
Ning Yujin looked at the fat trembling on the old woman's face as she spoke, and suddenly felt sad for Aunt Zhao.
You said that you have been almost on an equal footing with the eldest lady for decades, and suddenly the earth fell from heaven to hell. Who could it be, who could bear it?
But whatever you sow, you will reap. After all, the eldest lady is Ning Zhongjian's legitimate wife. When she confronts her, she should think of the consequences.
When the old woman saw that she had been talking for a long time and Ning Yujin didn't pay much attention to her, she immediately rubbed her nose angrily and stopped talking.
Almost without leading the way, I followed the sad voice and arrived at the door of Aunt Zhao's room.
The old woman came to the door, kicked it open, and yelled at her angrily: "Why are you howling! Can you please calm down for me! Do you think you are still the same Aunt Zhao?"
Aunt Zhao ignored her and continued to play the strings and sang: "Mountains are one step away, water is one step away, walking towards the bank of Yuguan. It's late at night and thousands of tents are lit..."
Seeing that Aunt Zhao was stubborn, the old woman rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward. Ning Yujin quickly stopped her: "Okay, you go out and I'll talk to her."
"Yes." The old woman immediately softened her voice, responded, and walked out.
At this time, Aunt Zhao reached the emotional point of playing, but suddenly there was a broken sound, and the music and singing stopped abruptly.
The strings were broken.
She slowly retracted her hand, raised her eyes to look at Ning Yujin, curled her lips and sneered: "Miss San has been having a good time recently."
Ning Yujin shrugged: "Thanks to you, I'm living a pretty good life."
"Yes, can't it be good? So you helped Mr. Qu design me with good intentions, and got a lot of benefits, right?" Aunt Zhao's voice became sharper and colder, sounding just like the broken piano sound just now.
Ning Yujin's face remained calm: "If you hadn't been greedy for Madam's few shops, you wouldn't have ended up using public accounts to make up for the shortfall. It's all your own fault."
"Yes, it's my own fault." Aunt Zhao lowered her eyelids and sneered again in despair, "But if I don't have a shop, how can I compete with the eldest lady? If I don't have a shop, how can I gain a foothold in the house?"
"Fight with the eldest lady?" Ning Yujin smiled now, "Aunt Zhao, you should adjust your position. The eldest lady is the wife and you are the concubine. She has a family, a background and a dowry, but you only have a man.
If you compete with her for her love, can you win it?"
"So what if we can't fight? Don't I have to fight? For my two children, I have to fight no matter what!" Aunt Zhao suddenly became excited, her hands suddenly pressed on the strings, and she played away several overlapping vibratos.
The harsh sound of the piano brought her back to her senses and her mood recovered a little.
She looked coldly at Cuilan next to Ning Yujin and said, "Miss Third, please let her go out. I have something to say to you alone."
Cuilan immediately looked at Ning Yujin: "Miss, it's not safe for you to be here alone."
After all, looking at Aunt Zhao's current appearance, she is obviously going crazy. What if she suddenly goes crazy...
Ning Yujin waved her hand: "It's okay, you can go out."
I think she can even subdue Di Changfeng, so she should be more than enough to deal with Aunt Zhao.
Cuilan hesitated for a moment, but seeing that Ning Yujin was very determined, she couldn't resist her and walked out slowly, closing the door behind her.
At this moment, there were only two people left in the room.
Ning Yujin looked at Aunt Zhao and said, "If you have anything to say, you can say it now."
"Haha..." Aunt Zhao looked at Ning Yujin, suddenly bared her teeth, and smiled inexplicably.
Ning Yujin frowned and her eyes darkened.
Aunt Zhao stretched out her fingertips and slowly stroked the strings, and said slowly: "Third Miss, I know you hate me. All debts repaid by mother and daughter are empty. I know what you want to express. You must think that
, your mother died in childbirth, was it my fault, right?"
Ning Yujin did not expect that Aunt Zhao would say this if she had something to say to her, and her expression immediately changed.
"What do you mean by this?"
"Haha, I told you, I have to fight." She smiled lowly, but her voice was so sad, "I also thought that as a concubine, living peacefully, waiting for the master's love, this
Even if it's over. But after I saw your mother's ending, I knew that I was wrong. In such a deep mansion, if you don't learn to fight for your own interests, your life may disappear at a certain moment.
It’s in a dry well in the back house.”
She paused, raised her head and looked at Ning Yujin: "The truth is so cruel, so cruel that it makes people numb."
A note to readers:
This is the third chapter last night. It is said that words like "Miss" cannot appear in the title, so Jiujiu has only updated it now.