Rebirth on the wedding night, being doted on by the scumbag elder brother

Ye Yunzi returned to the room and closed the door gently.

Mr. Feng Shui's legs were shaking, his head was lowered, and he didn't dare to look up at Shen Yuming at all.

"Someone, send Aunt Jiao to the Wenma Courtyard."

Shen Yuming sighed, and finally gave the order. In order for Aunt Jiao to wake up, he was willing to try everything possible.

The small courtyard immediately became lively, and the servants hurriedly prepared the sedan chair, intending to move Concubine Jiao smoothly to the Wenma Courtyard.

After everyone left, only Ye Yunzi and Hong Yun were left standing opposite each other in the room.

Hongyun stared at her, his eyes full of dark clouds and undisguised hatred.

"Ye Yunzi, you are the one behind all this! You set up a trap to frame our aunt just to put on a good show like this!"

"Did I do something big?" Ye Yunzi blinked and pretended to be innocent.

"You asked those two liars to act here. It was you who poisoned her and made her unconscious..." Hong Yun became more and more angry as he spoke. He suddenly rushed forward with his hand raised high, ready to slap her.

Ye Yunzi's expression suddenly changed, and with lightning-fast hands, she grabbed Hong Yun's wrist.

"Oh, it's not enough for you to throw dirty water on me, you also want to hit me? If my husband knew, I'm afraid he would be heartbroken!"

She held it tightly, showing no mercy. The Ye Yunzi of the past was no longer there, so how could she allow herself to be bullied again?

"You..." Hong Yun opened her mouth in shock. She had not expected Ye Yunzi's counterattack to be so quick.

However, just as she was stunned, a crisp "pop" sound was heard.

Hongyun felt a burning pain on her left cheek and she screamed in pain.

"You...you actually dared to hit me." She covered her face and stared at Ye Yunzi in disbelief.

"I'm Aunt Jiao!" Hongyun cursed shrilly.

Ye Yunzi looked calm. She shook off Hong Yun's hand, took two steps back, and shook her numb hands. It was obvious that the slap also hurt her.

"Which eye of yours saw me do it? This room is empty, who could have witnessed my 'atrocity'?"

Her tone was flat, but the corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile, which seemed particularly ironic.

Her eyes at this moment were deep and dark, flashing with unprecedented fanaticism, just like the time when she broke the vase and intended to scratch Hongyun's face.

Hongyun couldn't help but shudder, feeling that Ye Yunzi in front of him seemed like a different person, becoming unfathomable.

"Ye Yunzi, you..."

Hong Yun stared at Ye Yunzi blankly, the words stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Ye Yunzi withdrew her hand, turned around calmly, and said coldly: "I can laugh off others' targeting me, but whoever touches my people must be prepared to endure revenge a thousand times over!" There was a coldness and ruthlessness in her words, which struck Hongyun's heart heavily and echoed for a long time.

Hong Yun was the only one left in the room, with a look of surprise on his face.

……

The news that Aunt Jiao was sent to Wenmayuan quickly spread throughout the Shen Mansion, and everyone wondered why someone was placed in such a filthy place.

As soon as the sedan chair landed, Shen Yuming subconsciously covered his nose. The pungent smell almost suffocated him.

"This is Wenmayuan..."

It’s really hard to accept letting Hongyun live here!

The Feng Shui master stepped forward quickly, counted with his fingers, then mysteriously took out a white fan and waved it around randomly.

Finally, he shouted, "It's done! Hurry and carry my wife in!"

"Master..." All the servants looked at Shen Yuming, waiting for instructions.

Shen Yuming hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his hand, signaling that Aunt Jiao be carried into the house.

Aunt Jiao was carried in by the maids while she was unconscious and placed on a hastily made new bed. Although the bedding was brand new, as it was close to the stable, there was a bad smell all year round, and the whole house was filled with the smell of decay.

Even the maids had frowned brows, with dissatisfaction written all over their faces.

Shen Yuming did not step into the house, but stood in the yard. The stench made him almost nauseous, but he forced himself not to vomit.

"If Aunt Jiao doesn't wake up, just wait and see!" he said gritting his teeth.

The Feng Shui master nodded repeatedly and directed the direction of the wind: "Open all the windows to let the Feng Shui flow!"

"Open the window."

The servants obeyed the order and opened the windows, but the stench became even worse.

Half an incense stick of time passed and everyone's faces looked unhappy. Shen Yuming's face was even more livid. He had been patient for a long time and was about to explode with anger.

Suddenly, a surprised voice called out from inside the house: "Auntie, Auntie... wake up! Auntie is really awake!"

The snoring sound suddenly stopped, and then Jiaojiao slowly opened her eyes and miraculously regained consciousness!

"Jiaojiao is awake?"

Shen Yuming rushed into the room in two steps. When he saw Jiaojiao looking at the bed curtain in confusion, he was relieved. But before the joy spread, an unbearable stench hit his nose. After Jiaojiao smelled it, she immediately retched and almost vomited.

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao...how do you feel?"

"Master." Jiaojiao responded weakly, her face as pale as paper, "I feel a little dizzy, and... this smell is too bad, where is this place?"

"We are in the Wenma Courtyard."

Shen Yuming explained patiently, but he actually had a lot of questions in his mind.

Jiaojiao's face suddenly changed when she heard this, and she almost jumped out of bed in excitement, "What? The master wants me to live next to the stable?"

Her eyes widened, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.

"There's nothing we can do about it. The Feng Shui master said that only the Feng Shui here can keep you safe." Shen Yuming was skeptical at first, but when he saw Jiaojiao wake up as soon as she arrived at Wenma Courtyard, he couldn't help but trust the Feng Shui master's words a little more.

“No…” Jiaojiao shook her head violently. It was clearly she who arranged the Feng Shui master’s place. How could he let her live in such a dirty place?

What went wrong?

"No, I can't live here, Master..." Jiaojiao anxiously grabbed Shen Yuming's sleeve, "This place is dirty and smelly, it's not a place for people to live at all."

"Jiaojiao, just bear with it." Shen Yuming patted Jiaojiao's shoulder gently, "I'll have someone clean it up and move the stable away. I'll return to the small courtyard after you give birth."

"no no……"

Jiaojiao shook her head repeatedly, her face becoming paler.

"That Feng Shui master must be talking nonsense. How could I..."

"Jiaojiao!" Shen Yuming snorted coldly, "You have been unconscious for so long, even the doctors in Beijing are helpless. You can't just ignore your body just because you don't like it here."

"But..." Jiaojiao hesitated to speak. She almost blurted out that those Feng Shui masters were liars. They were just cheating people on the street and they didn't know Feng Shui at all.

But she swallowed the words hard. Once she exposed them, her plan would be exposed.

Absolutely not, you can't do that.

Jiaojiao's heart was as bitter as coptis, she was in great pain, but she couldn't express her suffering.

She knew clearly in her heart that the so-called Feng Shui master was just a charlatan and that the Feng Shui theory was pure nonsense, but she couldn't expose it. After all, this chess game was carefully designed by her in order to enter Yunrou Courtyard and suppress Ye Yunzi. Once the matter was exposed, she would be the first to bear the brunt.