"Sister, I've been going out so hard these days. My sister can't see you again and again."
Yu Weiyin had just returned home and put on a pearl white lake crepe skirt, when she saw Yu Chutian walking in wearing a goose yellow skirt.
"Sister, is it possible that you are still worried about the accumulated fabrics?"
Yu Weiyin sat quietly on the rose chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers as if unintentionally, making a slight thumping sound.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Yu Chutian with a half-smile, "Is this what my sister is talking about when you come to me? If you worry about me, why not finish the rest of the business of the embroidery workshop and prepare Yu Ji Embroidery Workshop for the new year?"
The person in charge is serious."
"You—" Yu Chutian quietly tightened her fists and gritted her teeth, "Don't be too proud! We still don't know who will win!"
"Okay, I'm waiting. If nothing happens to my sister, please step back."
"Yu Weiyin! Your previous weakness was really just an act. How could a person change his gender after being so innocent?"
Yu Weiyin glanced at her coldly and uttered a few words, "Yao Xiang, see you off."
Hearing this, Yao Xiang stepped forward quickly, stretched out her hand unceremoniously, and pushed Yu Chutian out of the door, "Second Miss, my lady is tired and needs to rest. You should go back to your Orchid Pavilion!"
Yu Chutian had never been angry with the little maid, so she stretched out her palm and was about to slap Yao Xiang on the cheek. Fortunately, Yu Weiyin had quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly pulled Yao Xiang to her side, and she was able to defeat her.
Yu Chutian almost knocked herself to the ground, the arrogance in her chest became more and more intense, and all the anger that she usually suppressed came out at this moment.
She pointed at Yao Xiang and yelled at Yu Weiyin, "Yu Weiyin, why do you need to protect her? She is just a cheap servant, a slave! How come I can't beat her? You can just crush me on weekdays. Is it possible that in your yard?
All the cats and dogs can ride on my head and dominate me? I still have to beat this bitch today! Even if he is beaten to death, it is nothing!"
She was uttering some obscene curses and her cheeks were red. She was completely different from her usual calmness, and she was actually cursing like a shrew.
While talking, he actually wanted to run to Yu Weiyin and take action. Yu Weiyin's heart seemed to be suddenly lit with a fire. It was hot, but it was also extremely cold from the ice and snow.
Recalling Yu Chutian's ugly face before she died, it overlapped with her current face.
She couldn't bear it any longer, so she strangled Yu Chutian's wrist with one hand, and slapped Yu Chutian's wrist with lightning speed with the other hand.
This slap was so powerful that Yu Chutian's cheek was almost numb with pain, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the corner of his mouth.
Yu Weiyin's full of anger and hatred surged out, all turned into this slap. She stared at Yu Chutian coldly, "Get out!"
Yu Chutian covered her cheeks with red marks and walked to the door with a very hateful look in her eyes.
"Okay, very good, Yu Weiyin, I will remember this slap well! Just wait for me, I will settle this account with you slowly!"
Without saying a word, Yu Weiyin stretched out his hand to hold the tea cup on the table and drank several cups at once before gradually calming down the anger in his heart.
Yao Xiang was so frightened by this situation that she never expected that the young lady would fight against the second young lady for her sake.
If the skin is torn apart like this, from now on...
Thinking of this, Yao Xiang panicked and knelt down in front of Yu Weiyin. Big tears welled up in her eyes and fell down.
"Miss, it's not good that we are all slaves! A slave should not make the second lady angry. If, if the second lady thinks of other ways to deal with the miss, slave..."
"Get up! Do you think I'm a dead person? If I can't protect the people around me, my life will be in vain this time."
Yu Weiyin did not allow her to resist, and stretched out his hand to lift her up. There was no trace of panic on his face, "She and Aunt Liang had the intention to deal with me, so I gave in again and again, but it didn't help. What's more...
…”
She paused for a moment, staring at the slightly red palms, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and pleasure emerged in her eyes.
"Yao Xiang, I should have given you this slap a long time ago. Not only for you, but also for myself."
She was often awakened by fragments from her nightmares at night, was deceived and played by Liang and Yu Chutian, and was killed by Zhao Wushan with a knife. She was like a puppet and lived a useless life.
This slap not only dispelled the remaining fear in her heart, but also aroused her already high fighting spirit.
She can indeed pretend to be weak and be cowardly and submissive with Yu Chutian, but that is not her true character. If someone offends me and pretends nothing is wrong, it will become cowardice.
"Miss, I'm sorry... It would be better if this servant stopped the second lady and didn't let her in..."
At this time, Yao Xiang blamed herself beyond measure. Yu Chutian's crazy look just now made her feel frightened. She felt that the incident was caused by her, which made it even harder for her to feel at ease.
"Shao Mo is not here, how can you stop her?"
Yu Weiyin wiped away the tears on her cheeks and said, "Okay, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will protect myself and you all."
"Miss……"
After hearing this, Yao Xiang's heart felt hot. She flattened her mouth and was about to cry loudly, but Yu Weiyin glared at her and said, "Okay, don't cry. This is such a big deal, why should you care?"
"Slave, slave, I am... touched..."
Although she didn't cry out, there were sobs in her throat. She stared at Yu Weiyin with a pair of tearful eyes, which was really pitiful.
Yu Weiyin patted her shoulder and said teasingly: "If you keep crying, Tongcheng will be flooded, so I can only go to Yongxing Silk and Satin Factory to find Duan Lang and ask him to stop your tears."
It was okay not to mention Duan Lang. When Duan Lang was mentioned, Yao Xiang's tears actually stopped and a faint blush oozed from her cheeks.
"Oh, miss, why are you making fun of my slave again?"
Yu Weiyin's smile contained deep meaning and asked: "Yao Xiang, don't you want to learn embroidery? Go get the spice bag and needlework, and I will teach you."
Yao Xiang's tearful face suddenly broke out into a big smile and nodded sharply, "Yes! I'll go right away, slave!"
Lighting incense, a master and a servant sitting together under the window, threading needles and threads in their hands, it seemed peaceful and beautiful in the midsummer evening.
The setting sun shines through the window and shines on their cheeks, stretching their shadows very, very long.
At the same time, in Huixiang Pavilion, Yu Chutian threw herself into Liang's arms and burst into tears. Standing beside her was Zhuang Liebing, the steward of the Yu Mansion.
"Uuuuuuuuah...Mom, you have to make the decision for your daughter! You must not let Yu Weiyin go. This little bitch has gone too far. He slapped my daughter for being a slave! My daughter really can't swallow this tone!
"
Mrs. Liang hugged her daughter, feeling so distressed that she didn't know what to do. She dipped a white embroidered handkerchief in water and carefully wiped the red marks on her face.
"Chu Tian, don't worry, I will definitely give you this bad breath. That little bitch won't be able to dance around for a few days."