Returning to the dilapidated courtyard in the western suburbs, there was a stench as soon as I entered the door.

Zong Guohui quickly covered her nose. She looked around and finally found the chamber pot that she had thrown to the ground under the courtyard wall.

The chamber pot tipped over and the filth inside flowed all over the yard, where the stench came from.

She hurried back to her room, changed into coarse clothes, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and went to the yard with a coal shovel.

Zong Guoyan led the little maid over, covered her nose and screamed: "What is so smelly, Hui'er, what are you doing?"

Zong Guohui's shoveling hand paused slightly, then continued shoveling as if he hadn't heard.

Zong Guoyan was the legitimate daughter of the eldest family, only half a decade older than Zong Guohui. Not only was she good-looking, she was also good at talking, and she was highly relied upon by Zong Pinghui in the house.

Nowadays, all the good and fragrant things in the house are reserved for the big room.

The two sisters are similar in age, and they compete with each other everywhere, making their relationship increasingly tense.

The little maid Chunmei was accustomed to observing faces. When she saw that her young lady was weak, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Miss, Madam is still waiting for you. I heard that the second son of Xu Yushi's family came to propose marriage again."

Zong Guoyan covered her mouth with a handkerchief, raised her eyes and glanced at Zong Guohui's slightly stiff back, and said calmly: "I have told you so many times, if I want to marry, I will marry the son of my direct son, and Xu Changtian is just the second wife. He is a concubine and has no choice but to hold a position as an official. With his status, he is not even qualified to carry my lady's shoes."

Chunmei covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said loudly: "Isn't he the one who hired a matchmaker several times to be the guarantee for the second young lady? He rejected the second young lady, but he still thinks about you. He really wants to eat swan meat." .”

Zong Guohui, who had her back turned to the two of them, was trembling with anger. She gritted her teeth and shoveled a handful of dirt towards the two people outside the courtyard.

Zong Guoyan and Chunmei seemed to have been splashed all over their bodies. They raised their handkerchiefs and screamed at each other, looking at the dirt on each other's heads and faces in disbelief.

Zong Guohui, however, smiled at them as if he had just met the two of them: "Oh, sister, I'm sorry, Hui'er didn't know that sister was here, didn't she hurt her?"

Zong Guoyan let Chunmei wipe his head and face, crying: "You, you did it on purpose, I'm going to tell dad!"

Hearing that her sister was going to complain to Zong Pinghui, Zong Guohui's arrogance immediately dropped. She stepped forward with a handkerchief: "Sister, Hui'er really didn't mean it. Hui'er was focused on shoveling the soil and didn't see you there. Outside the hospital.”

Zong Guoyan screamed and ran away: "Chunmei and I talked for a long time outside the hospital. I don't believe you didn't hear it. You, you did it on purpose. I'm going to find dad right now."

Zong Guoyan became angrier as he talked and led Chunmei towards the main room.

Zong Guohui threw the shovel on the ground, hugged herself and squatted down.

Thinking of the humiliation in the palace, she couldn't stop trembling: with her ruined body, she might not be able to marry a young man from an aristocratic family, or even a young man from an innocent family among the people.

They are both father's daughters, so she, Zong Guoyan, can choose her favorite husband, but she has to be ostracized and ridiculed everywhere? !

Ning Yu's only smile for him today appeared in his mind, and Zong Guohui tremblingly touched his pounding chest.

That sweet, aloof person finally revealed his weakness to me today, allowing me, who was trapped in the mud, to finally get close to him.

In this Tiansheng Dynasty, no matter whether you like a man or a woman, you must have a wife who is well-matched to your family. But who of this well-matched family is willing to send their daughter to endure humiliation?

If others are not willing, his father will definitely be willing.

Today she said that Ning Yu had changed her clothes, and he smiled at herself. If he found out that he was having an affair with another man in Japan, wouldn't Ning, the naughty boy, be able to hold her in his hands and let him control her?

Zong Guohui looked at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him and gradually revealed a strange smile.

In Prince Rui's palace, the little maid Shiliu was lying on the couch and slightly opened her closed eyes.

Haitang was sitting in front of the window, wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. She trembled with fear when she thought of Xu Jiao, who was already covered in body spots on the bed in the master bedroom.

She sobbed softly, not realizing that the person behind her had woken up.

Pomegranate looked at Haitang in front of the window and frowned slightly: Sister Haitang has been acting strange these past two days, always looking like she was distracted, and wouldn't let herself go to the main house to watch the night.

Thinking of this, Pomegranate snorted and sat up.

She rubbed her eyes, looked at the sky outside, and asked in a coy voice: "Sister Haitang, is it time to change values ​​again?"

Haitang hurriedly wiped her eyes: "No, you can sleep a little longer. The prince has been in the front yard these two days, and there is nothing going on in the main house. I will, I will take care of it for you."

Shiliu looked at Haitang's eyes that were swollen from crying, and stepped forward and said, "Good sister, what's wrong with you? But that bitch in the main house is giving you a hard time? Talk to your sister quickly, so that if anything happens, someone can take care of you. .”

Haitang paused, raised her eyes, and said in fear: "What's the matter? Xu Jiao is just infected with the cold. Why is she embarrassing me?"

Shiliu asked doubtfully: "Then why has my sister been crying every day these past two days?"

Haitang blinked: "I cry every day, but it's just because the wind has blinded me, just wipe it away."

After saying that, she forced a smile and said: "I don't need you to guess guessing today, so I'll let you rest. Why are you still unwilling?"

Pomegranate curled her lips and said: "It would be boring if you don't guess the game. Besides, you have been rushing to work in the main house these two days. I am so busy, where can I sleep?"

Haitang pretended to be a sister and pushed her to lie down: "I'm so busy that you can do my duty tomorrow. You should have a good sleep tonight and be obedient."

Pomegranate lay down doubtfully, and closed her eyes sleepily under the influence of the two-day on-time biological clock: "It's agreed, I will go to the main house early tomorrow morning to go on duty."

Haitang said, "Let's talk about tomorrow's matters tomorrow. You can go to bed first. It's time for me to go on duty."

Before leaving, Haitang said calmly: "Pomegranate, what Xu Jiao has is an epidemic disease, which is contagious. Besides, if you always sleep in, you don't have to force yourself to get up early tomorrow. I'll take care of it with you."

After three years of getting along with Shiliu, she has become like a sister. Butler Qian will send someone to collect Xu Jiao's body tomorrow. Haitang doesn't want Shiliu to be as frightened as she is, so she can just bear it alone.

The answer to Haitang was the long and even breathing of Pomegranate Mian. Haitang smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Thinking that the little girl would be gone tomorrow morning, he would have to find a way to stop her back.

The next morning, when it was dark, Pomegranate opened her eyes. She looked at the sky outside and quickly got up and dressed.

After tidying up, he headed towards the main house without stopping.

The guards outside the main house evacuated because the prince moved to the front yard. At this time, Haitang was alone sitting outside the door.

Haitang had been on duty for two days in a row, and was already exhausted due to fear and fear. At this time, she was leaning against the door and sleeping soundly.

Pomegranate picked up the washbasin that Haitang had placed on the ground, carefully walked to the door, and listened to what was going on inside.

There was no movement in the main room. Pomegranate looked at Begonia sleeping heavily on the ground, and then looked up at the sky.

Looking at the gradually brightening sky, she took the copper basin and toiletries and knocked gently on the door.

There was no sound in the main room. Shiliu bit her lip and gently opened the door of the main room.

The old locust tree rustled in the wind, and its snow-white petals fell piece by piece, like paper money fluttering in the wind, falling piece by piece in front of the main house.

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