Lu Mengyan sickly frowned, "Second Sister should be more clear about this matter than me!"

She truly did not know. She had originally thought that the person from last night was just a dream.

Who would have known that after waking up, the destruction of the corpse would turn into a punishment?

Everyone was holding onto the script and no one was taking advantage of it.

"Clear about what? What do you think Qingning should understand?! "

The madame, who had dealt with the unfortunate matter so early in the morning, was displeased as well. Now, with a low growl, the room was completely silent.

"If not for her, Qiu Yun would never have died! If it wasn't for her, how would I have … " Lu Mengyan suffered such a huge shock early in the morning, and seeing that the Old Mistress was actually protecting Qingning, he swallowed his words in a circle, and the temper of the young miss who had accumulated for many years surfaced, "Grandmother, do you not know, that ugly people have many mischief!"

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon Qingning's face as expected. So what if it's full of you becoming smart, how much use would this face have towards Lu's Mansion?

Ever since he had obtained the's favor, Lu Lianghua had doted on Lu Mengyan even more.

In an instant, the old lady was so angry that she coughed continuously into the air. Seeing that Lu Mengyan was getting more and more angry, the angrier she got, the more she coughed.

"Yan Er is too presumptuous!" Lady Lin reprimanded her symbolically, "Why aren't you apologizing to Grandmother!"

At a time like this, a few concubines would not make a sound. Qingning had already figured out a rule and would usually help the Old Granny take it easy.

Saying so, she nodded to herself, "The ancients truly do not bully me!"

"Lu Fu …" The madame had just finished her sentence when she called for the second steward. The others did not know what her action meant, "Take..." After locking her in the ancestral hall, you will have taught me all about the three great virtues and the four great virtues. If you have this kind of mentality, even if you marry into a noble family, you will only bring disaster upon yourself! "

The second steward subconsciously looked at Lady Lin's expression first, which angered the old lady even more, as the gold-plated incense burner on the table smashed onto Lu Fu, "You dog slave, you've been blinded by the lard, you can't tell who's the proper owner in this house!"

Lu Fu didn't dare to dodge anymore. The metal censer hit his chin and the censer was released. He could only bear with it. He no longer dared to look others in the eye. He called two servants over and immediately dragged them out.

"Mother!" Grandmother! " When Lu Mengyan turned fifteen, this was the first time he received such harsh treatment. He panicked and couldn't help but seek help from Lady Lin, wanting to surrender to the madame.

"Take him away!" This good granddaughter was taught by the lowly Lady Lin, the old lady was even more furious seeing that, how could she suppress her, and pointed at Lady Lin: "You! And you, you are not allowed to visit without my permission! If I am unable to teach a proper and upright Shang Shu Qian Jin before I get married, where can I put my old face! "

When Qingning heard the last sentence in his heart, he suddenly felt a little cold.

It was just that Lu Mengyan's own heart was too venomous. His first reaction after realising that Qiu Yun was hanging on the beam of the house after being frightened was not to deal with this matter properly, but to think of how to make use of this matter to maximize his benefits.

Lady Lin added fuel to the fire, wishing that he could beat her forever.

The various aunts watched the fire from the other side of the river, wishing they could pour two more barrels of oil over it.

As for the madame, she was only interested in the benefits of her reputation. She could not allow anyone to lay a hand on her.

If not for Qiu Yun's death, she would probably have realized that it was never an easy thing to survive in a foreign world.

Marry?

He had to force a young lady who had been poisoned by all sorts of house fighting palace to retaliate. If Lu Mengyan wanted to marry into the Prince Pingyang Palace successfully, I am sorry.

There was a street in the city, "Old Street," or, to put it bluntly, the black market.

No one passed by during the day. Every day, it was 4 or 5 AM and all the various vendors were wearing masks. They wore large handfuls of clothes on the streets and were selling things like the phoenix crown from the previous dynasty to the current indecent young master's drunken words.

The people who came to buy were dressed up, wishing they could not recognize their parents. Normally, it was nothing special, but today, a skinny and strange youth came to rent the corner of the street with a silver ingot.

The black cloth was spread out on the table, and there was only a square of cloth on it.

The white background bamboo pattern seemed to be the most expensive type of cloud silk brocade, but it wasn't that new.

The buyers who came and went couldn't help but to glance at him curiously. The young man wasn't a peddler, he was just sitting and dozing off with his eyes closed, looking like a fisherman.

Some more experienced sellers shook their heads, "I wonder which rich kid has come here to find some fun?!"

Suddenly, the eyes of the young lady wearing a silky skirt suddenly lit up, and she stretched out her hand to grab the table.

The drowsy youth suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped away her hand before she could touch the handkerchief. He lowered his voice slightly and said, "You'll buy my handkerchief if you touch it!"

"I'll buy it!" The servant girl behind him threw out a gold ingot. The young girl put her hands on her waist and reached out to take it, not forgetting to ask, "Hey! Where did you get this handkerchief?! "