After carrying Pei Duqin back to the room, and as soon as he put him on the bed, Pei Duqin opened his mouth and vomited. For a moment, the servants were in a hurry to clean up.
After cleaning up, Mrs. Pei sat down by the bed, took a wet handkerchief from the maid's hand, and wiped the corners of Pei Duqin's mouth.
"Maolin, what's going on? It's so good. How could Qin'er drink so much wine and become so drunk?"
Maolin hesitated, unable to give an answer: "This... Madam, please forgive me, I really don't know."
During the questioning, Mrs. Pei faintly heard Pei Duqin muttering something in a low voice.
"I...I didn't...it's not a private meeting...it's really not..."
Mrs. Pei leaned closer to listen, but because the words were intermittent and had no logic, Mrs. Pei did not understand them.
After wiping Pei Duqin clean, Mrs. Pei covered the brocade quilt more tightly, and then stood up: "Prepare the sobering tea. When Qin'er wakes up, let him drink it to avoid a headache. If anything happens, call him.
I."
"Yes, ma'am."
Mrs. Pei was about to leave when she suddenly found that the paper basket next to the desk was full of waste paper and was almost overflowing.
"How do you take care of the young master? The room is almost full of clutter and you don't clean it up in time? I haven't visited him in the past few days, so you are all slacking off?"
The servant on the side hurriedly came forward to clean up the wastebasket, "Ma'am, calm down, it's the little one who didn't do his job well, so I'll clean it up now."
In a hurry, several balls of waste paper fell out of the wastebasket, and one of them rolled to Mrs. Pei's feet.
Mrs. Pei would not have deigned to pick it up, but when the waste paper rolled to her feet, it spread out. She glanced at it and saw that there seemed to be a portrait drawn on the paper, and it seemed to be a girl.
With a thump in her heart, Mrs. Pei glanced at the drunken Pei Duqin on the bed, thought of something, and bent down to pick up the waste paper.
The servant didn't have time to pick it up, so he quickly knelt down and said, "The little one deserves to die, the little one deserves to die."
Mrs. Pei opened the waste paper, and what came into view was a beautiful and refined portrait, especially the pair of eyes, which were clear and highly recognizable.
Almost at a glance, Mrs. Pei recognized the person in the portrait, and her face turned completely dark.
Mother An, the personal maid on the side, saw that Mrs. Pei's expression was wrong, so she turned her head to take a look, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Isn't this... Yan Mingzhu's concubine?"
Mother An's voice was actually not loud, but because the room was quiet, everyone in the room heard her words clearly.
What, there is a portrait of Yan Mingzhu in the second young master's house? But isn't Yan Mingzhu Pei Zhuoran's ex-wife? At that time, the separation of Yan Mingzhu and Pei Zhuoran was a big deal, which caused the Pei family to lose face.
Logically speaking, she is the one the Pei family hates to see the most, so why are they still hiding her portrait?
With a livid face, Mrs. Pei ordered someone to take the wastepaper basket over, and she took out all the waste paper in it one by one.
Every time I opened it, it was no surprise that they all showed the same face. There was no difference in other parts of the face. The only difference was the unique pair of eyes.
The eyes in almost every picture are painted differently. Obviously this kind of portrait only needs to be painted once, but the waste paper in this paper basket is enough to show that when the owner painted it, not one of them was satisfied.
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If simply drawing a portrait is of serious use, just make it slightly more like it.
But obviously, the waste paper in this basket tells Mrs. Pei that Pei Duqin was very careful in painting, and he did not hesitate to paint again and again, wasting expensive rice paper one after another.
Under what circumstances would a man be allowed to draw a woman repeatedly?
After all, Mrs. Pei has been here before, and if she doesn’t understand it, she has lived so many years in vain.
"Take out these waste papers and burn them all. If even half a word of what happened today spreads out, you will no longer have to serve in the mansion. Did you all hear it?"
The servants didn't dare to look any further and quickly lowered their heads: "Yes, madam."
"Maolin, come out with me."
After arriving at the unoccupied wing, as soon as the door was closed, Maolin knelt down with a plop, "Madam, please forgive me, I really don't know anything!"
"I don't know? You are Qin'er's personal attendant. Where did he go, what did he do, and who did he meet? No one knows better than you what happened to Qin'er and that woman Yan Mingzhu. If not
If I recruit you honestly, you won't have to stay in the house anymore."
Maolin dared not hide anything and told everything he knew. But in fact, he did not know much. After all, the contact between Pei Duqin and Yan Mingzhu was really rare.
"The young master really has very little contact with that woman Yan Mingzhu. During the few previous contacts, many people were present. Oh, by the way, a few days ago, the young master met Yan Mingzhu on his way back home. For some reason, the young master
Take the initiative to get out of the car,
He stopped Yan Mingzhu and said that he would give her the carriage and take her back. However, the woman was very ignorant and rejected the young master on the spot. The young master also had a good temper and did not argue with her.
Afterwards, the young master said a few words to the woman, but the young master suddenly got angry and even asked the young master not to serve him anymore. The young master even broke his head and finally made the young master change his mind."
When Maolin said this, Mrs. Pei immediately remembered that she did see Maolin's head covered with blood a few days ago. She asked casually at that time. Maolin just explained that he accidentally knocked it, and she didn't let it go at that time.
In the heart.
Unexpectedly, it was Pei Duqin who punished Maolin for Yan Mingzhu.
"So, Qin'er saw Yan Mingzhu again today?"
Mao Lin nodded, "Yes, after the young master came back from his duties at the Hanlin Academy today, he went to Ruyizhai to visit Miss Lin. Somehow, Yan Mingzhu was also there, and she happened to bump into the young master. What else did she say about the young master's personal affairs?
Words like meeting a beautiful woman,
The young master seemed to be very anxious and explained that he had no secret meeting with the beautiful woman. The two of them didn't say a few words before Miss Lin came out. After that, Yan Mingzhu left. Later, the young master and Miss Lin were alone in the room, and the younger one stayed outside.
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I don’t know what they said. I just remember that the young master didn’t stay too long and came out soon. However, after coming out, the young master was in a bad mood. He went directly to the restaurant and drank a lot of wine. The younger one didn’t dare to drink too much.
I advise you, until the young master carries the young master back home, that’s it.”
After aligning these timelines, it becomes clear why Pei Duqin drew the portrait of Yan Mingzhu and why he became drunk and drunk.
All because of Yan Mingzhu!
Mrs. Pei never dreamed that after Yan Mingzhu, an abandoned woman, caused chaos in the Pei family, her most proud son would actually have a disgraceful entanglement with her!