C11

"Madam …" "I don't want silver taels." Xiaowan already knew that the silver would not solve the problem, she felt that Mrs. Sun was a little strange, but she had no choice but to reply, "I am working in the shop, please feel free to tell me anything, madam."

Mrs. Sun looked at her with a smile. He returned the bowl and chopsticks to the water bowl and suddenly grabbed Xiaowan's wrist.

Because she was afraid of exposing the wounds, Xiaowan did not dare to roll up her sleeves to work, and could only let them get wet.

"Did the people in the shop mistreat you?" Mrs. Sun asked in pain, "I saw it yesterday, Xiao'er, does Manager Ling treat you well?"

"No." Xiaowan hurriedly hid her hands behind her back, lowering her head with her long eyelashes.

When she was young, her stepmother would beat her, and when she was cared for by the people in the village, her stepmother would say that she went to find someone to complain about her reputation, and then beat her even more. Time and again, the Xiaowan would never show her wounds to anyone.

"We brought medicine with us, how about I apply it on you? Otherwise, with scars on his face and his beautiful hands, he won't look so good. " Mrs. Sun was as gentle as a Buddha, "Evening, are you still in pain?"

"I'm fine." Xiaowan shook her head and raised her eyes, "Madam, what do you have to tell me?"

"Nothing important …" The Mrs. Sun's eyes seemed to hide a myriad of emotions as he slowly said this.

In the afternoon, the two ladies were having dessert. Uncle Biao looked at the big and sturdy people, but had extremely exquisite culinary skills.

A bowl of red bean soup, with its small and exquisite glutinous rice balls scattered around. Like a white snow and red plum, it was poured with a spoonful of crystal clear cinnamon nectar.

"Send it to the ladies. Aunt left you a big bowl, come back and eat it." The Aunt Zhang smiled merrily and wiped the soup clean, then said to the Xiaowan, "It's not easy to serve that Second Madam, so you don't have to bother with her. If she wants to eat anything, just listen to her and tell the Uncle Biao."

Xiaowan replied and carefully sent the red bean soup upstairs. She went to "Cloud Lai" first and only after a while did she knock on "Cloud Pen" 's door with another bowl of soup.

The servant brought her in. Xiaowan placed the red bean soup on the table and said softly, "Madam, this is a dessert. Please enjoy it."

The enchanting woman got down from the couch, lazily sat down at the table, and fiddled with her spoon a few times.

The round glutinous rice ball was bobbing up and down in the soup. She glanced at Xiaowan with ill intentions, and the servant girl beside her pretended to say, "You're from the countryside, so you don't dare to give my wife random food to eat. Who knows if your soup is clean or not.

"Me?" Xiaowan hurriedly took two steps back, "This is a snack for the mistress, I can't eat it."

The master and servant looked at each other as if they were suspecting something. The servant girl then went up to capture them fiercely. "The mistress has given you food, why can't you eat it? Quickly come and eat it."

Xiaowan was pushed to the side of the table, while the servant girl used a spoon to send the soup into her mouth. Since Xiaowan refused to obey, the two of them pushed each other around, causing the servant girl's hand to slip and throw the bowl of red bean soup out, smashing it on the ground.

He looked panicked as he saw the red bean soup on the floor. His eyes flashed as he said: "What are you doing? This is outside, don't embarrass the Master."

Just as Second Madam was about to flare up, he saw Ling Chaofeng coming over. He stood in front of the door and did not come in, and asked politely: "Madam, are you shocked?"

Aunt Zhang also came upstairs, as if she was used to this kind of scene, she laughed and chatted, and quickly cleaned up the mess on the ground.

The group returned back to the kitchen. Aunt Zhang took out a silver hairpin from her hair bun and inserted it into the brooch that she prepared earlier. A dark shadow quickly covered the silver hairpin.

Everyone's gaze turned to look at Xiaowan, who retreated back in a panic, her face pale from fright.

"Wan-Er, what's going on?" The Aunt Zhang asked nervously.

Ling Chaofeng was furious, with one hand, he pulled Xiaowan and sneaked her out of the kitchen. She was almost carried upstairs to their "wedding room." Ling Chaofeng did not have the slightest bit of compassion for his and threw her into the room. With a stern expression, he said: "Don't meddle in other people's business."

The two of them stared at each other. Ling Chaofeng was angry, but he did not know what Xiaowan was feeling. She had always been afraid of trembling the moment he saw his.

"Stay in the house. It's none of your business." Ling Chaofeng scolded in a low voice, "I'll come take care of you after the guests have left."

Xiaowan did not reply him. With a stubborn aura, she quickly closed the door.

The Second Madam did not become a demon, nor did the Mrs. Sun come to look for him. She secretly peeked outside through the gap in the door, only seeing a few guards and maids chatting softly below.

It was not until before sunset that the Aunt Zhang quietly came and brought the Red Bean Soup for him to eat.

The red beans were soft and rotten, the soup was sweet and refreshing, the dumplings were soft and didn't stick to one's teeth, and the fragrance of the osmanthus nectar was refreshing. Xiaowan's depressed mood was completely swept away.

"Aunt." Xiaowan held onto the bowl of soup tenderly and said softly, "I didn't poison it."

When she was young, when the stepmother came to see her swollen face, she whispered to the stepmother that she should not mistreat the child. She should be careful not to make her poison the food.

Then the stepmother pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair and said, "I'll stir it into the food. If it's black and poisonous, I'll feed the food to the little beast one bite at a time and poison her to death." He even called Xiaowan in front of him and stuck him into her body while she cried and begged for mercy to make him happy.

That was why Xiaowan knew that the Aunt Zhang's hairpin had turned black and that the bowl of Red Bean Soup was poisonous. If she had not struggled to eat it just now, her life would have been in danger.

"Of course, how could it be you?" The Aunt Zhang caressed Xiaowan's head affectionately to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, there's a shopkeeper here."

But when Xiaowan thought about how Ling Chaofeng said that he would take care of her, she couldn't be thinking of beating him up, right? She helplessly looked at Aunt Zhang and opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something but stopped himself.

Aunt Zhang sighed, "It's not easy to get her. She better be careful not to think too much."

So it turned out that Lord Sun was born in the cold, and Mrs. Sun was his worthless wife.

Six years ago, when the Lord Sun came to the capital to rush the exam, he suddenly contracted an illness and was placed at Ling Xiao Inn. Ling Chaofeng had saved his life, and not only did he manage to make it to the Imperial Examinations, he even made it as a high school scholar.

After that, when the Lord Sun became an official in the imperial court, they would advance step by step and would send their wives and families to the capital. It was only because of heaven's will that the Mrs. Sun had become infertile for so many years, and the Sun family was unable to continue on in the future.

I heard that Mrs. Sun had to ask for medicine for a few years, until two years ago, Lord Sun married his master's daughter into his family. Although he is a concubine, his status and treatment in the household is no different from a legal wife. The poor childless Mrs. Sun, was left with only a few years to live.

"Madam came to find me at noon. He instructed me to bring tea to Second Madam after that, I will bring it to her room first." The Xiaowan said, "Aunt, I am not lying."

"It's alright, the manager is here." His aunt laughed disapprovingly, as if she had been in the martial arts world for a long time and didn't find it strange. Instead, she comforted the Xiaowan, "When they leave, it will be quiet."

But tonight, Lord Sun had to leave the Baisha Town tomorrow. During dinner time, he called all the shop assistants in the shop over to receive their rewards, so Ling Chaofeng had originally tacitly agreed that there was no need for him to go. However, Second Madam intentionally said: "Where's that beautiful little girl, why aren't you seeing her?"

When Xiaowan went downstairs, she just so happened to see Mrs. Sun coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup. He smiled warmly at him, and then, he walked to the side of the table and put it down, smiling: "Old master, I made this soup, you can taste it."

Lord Sun took a sip, his eyes lighting up as he looked at his wife in shock. After drinking a few more mouthfuls, he asked, "Isn't this the soup that I drank while recuperating here? Why do you know how to make it?"

Mrs. Sun laughed: "I knew that old master misses this, I specifically learned it from Uncle Biao."

"Master, I want to drink too." Second Madam said coquettishly, "Master give me one too."

Mrs. Sun said indifferently: "Let me serve it for you."

As she spoke, she personally scooped up a bowl of soup, took a spoon from the side of the table and placed it in front of Second Madam.

"It's better if elder sister drinks it herself. I'll taste it once in the old master's bowl." Second Madam, on the other hand, sent the soup back. He acted like a spoiled child and drank two mouthfuls of the soup from her husband's bowl.

"You drink too." Lord Sun smiled at his wife, "It's hard for you to cook for me."

The soup that was originally in front of Mrs. Sun was brought back by her. She looked at it in a daze, then looked at his husband.

Xiaowan stood at the side and watched as the scene unfolded, when she suddenly thought of the Red Bean Soup in the afternoon. Her heart twitched as she watched Mrs. Sun pick up the bowl of soup to drink, but she subconsciously opened her mouth to shout out, but was pulled from behind by someone, and even covered her mouth.

Xiaowan was dragged all the way to the bottom of the stairs.

"Shut up." Ling Chaofeng said.

"But …" "Ugh …" Xiaowan's mouth was covered again.

There were not many people in the store, the Lord Sun found the guards and maids annoying, and sent them out to wait. Aunt Zhang, Uncle Biao and Ershan stood at the side, looking at the three people on the table indifferently, then watched as the Mrs. Sun drank his own soup.

Master, where are we going tomorrow?" "Ahh!" As Second Madam Ye spoke, he suddenly shrieked. He only saw that the Madame Sun sitting across from her spat out blood and sprayed her face.

Xiaowan was stunned, but Ling Chaofeng finally let go of her and walked forward alone.

The side of the table was in a mess, the guards had also heard the commotion and barged in. Xiaowan watched as Mrs. Sun laid on the ground, spitting large mouthfuls of blood.

"Madam? "Madam?" Lord Sun hugged his wife and shouted loudly, but the person in his arms was already unconscious.

Xiaowan was trembling from head to toe, her legs were weak and unable to move. What was going on? Could it be that Ling Chaofeng knew something? How could he be so heartless, so cold-blooded?