C10

For the next few days, aside from training in the daytime, Xiu Ying would spend the rest of her time with Madam Feng. She would even sleep with her at night. Madam Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her sudden sticking to the fake mountain. She also thought that she was frightened when she fell down.

On this day, the little girl washed Xiu Ying's feet. She sat on the bed, leaning against the big red pillow, reading a book.

She was curled up in a ball on the bed, the book almost covering her head. When Madam Feng saw this scene, she smiled and sat on the edge of the bed: "You've only recognized a few words and you're even reading a book. Don't tell me that our family's top scholar will be a female champion?!"

Having been teased by her mother, Xiu Ying felt depressed. She put her hand on her mother's hand and said, "You can laugh at your daughter. Third uncle is going to take lessons tomorrow. I don't want to watch this either."

Lady Feng lowered her head and saw that it was a book of poems. She smiled and said, "I think your Third Uncle is going to raise you into a female top scholar."

Would her mother be so smart as to not understand her meaning? She wanted her to talk to her third uncle and see if she could avoid that. It wasn't that she couldn't memorize it, but she had read too many books and had forgotten about them. She hadn't read this book of poems since she was ten years old.

Where can I remember?

Madam Feng pretended not to understand her daughter's words and returned the book to her hand. From outside came the sound of the little girl calling for the old master. Madam Feng's gentle expression immediately sank.

Xiu Ying naturally saw the change in her mood and pursed her lips. She had never been able to figure out why her mother's relationship with her father was so stiff. In her memories, her father had never stayed over with her mother. "Fortunately, her mother was capable and was in charge of the family. Otherwise, the mother and daughter pair might have been bullied to death by Aunt Cui.

Madam Feng's face was gloomy as she stroked Xiu Ying's smooth and small face. "Keep watching. Mother will go out for a while." As he spoke, he stood up and left.

Master Shen sat in the main hall, and the girl served him tea. Mrs. Feng blessed him from the front.

Master Shen lifted his head. The lady before him had a cold expression on her face, unlike the tea leaves before him. She was always looking at him with a sharp gaze. She was clearly so beautiful, so why did she have such a cold demeanor?

The two of them did not speak for a while. After the event, Master Shen was the first to speak, "Did little girl Ying fall asleep?"

"He's reciting." Madam Feng said indifferently.

Old Master Shen was a little stuffy. Every time she spoke, she would not say a word more about it. His face showed a trace of patience, "I have been quite busy in recent days. Little girl Ying Ying, are you feeling better now?"

It's about falling off a rockery.

It had already been four or five days, so Madam Feng sneered in her heart. At this moment, he thought of something and said, "It's just that I felt a little wronged."

Old Master Shen's expression became even more unsightly. Madam Feng was blaming him for pleading for his second daughter, but the back of his hand was full of flesh. Furthermore, his second daughter usually surrounded him more. Naturally, he would be biased.

He paused for a moment before saying, "The pitiful girl has already been punished. Her aunt has also been imprisoned her for the past few days. Why do you have to go against a little child?"

The Feng family's expression became even gloomier, and then they sneered, "If you push Shen Lian down, Master, you should do the same."

"Feng Family!"

How could Great Master Shen not hear her ridicule? He shouted lightly, but when he saw her fierce gaze, he did not feel short of breath. He had heard from Old Madam Shen that his second daughter had intentionally pushed her eldest daughter to go down. If it wasn't for Shen Jun's smile, perhaps there really would have been something wrong with his eldest daughter.

He knew that this matter really couldn't be blamed on Madam Feng, so he coughed twice and said, "I heard from my colleagues that new jewelry was dropped all over the house. Tomorrow, I will let their head storekeeper pass so that he can give little girl Ying some extra clothes."

She even took some broken gold and silver as compensation. How could Madam Feng not know what he was thinking? She still did not give him face. Master Shen felt that he couldn't sit still any longer, so he said, "I'll invite a few of my friends over for a poetry meet the next day. Their madam will be here as well, and Crown Prince Yongping will probably come as well. You should prepare."

"En." Madam Feng's face was cold as she answered.

Old Master Shen stood up. It had been almost ten years since he saw Madam Feng's delicate face under the candlelight. It was as if time had left no traces on her face. In this rather dark layer, her face even emitted a faint light, and her skin was as tender as a young girl's.

Master Shen's heart surged with an impulse. He thought back to the moment when he had obtained her. She had wept sorrowfully beneath him, giving him the feeling of having his bones corroded and his soul destroyed. He was afraid that he would never be able to forget her beauty.

His Adam's apple moved and there was a strange light in his eyes. Madam Feng saw that he stood up but did not move. She raised her head to look at him. When she saw his eyes looking at her with such passion, her stomach filled with acid and her chest felt so stuffy that she wanted to vomit.

"Cloud Zither …" Master Shen couldn't help but call out to her and take a step towards her.

Madam Feng stood up and pushed him away.

With this forceful push, Master Shen touched the chair's handle, pushing him back from his thoughts. He met Lady Feng's eyes that were filled with hatred, and a bitter taste suffused his mouth. Then, he turned around and somewhat pathetically walked away.

If it were any other woman who dared to disobey him, he would definitely punish her ruthlessly. But this person was the Feng Clan, and he could not. He was only at the fourth rank now because of her. He couldn't touch this woman even if he wanted to.

Master Shen begged but could not. The evil fire on his body continued to burn even hotter. He then turned around and walked towards Aunt Cui's courtyard.

Aunt Cui had just washed her hair. She laid on the brick bed lazily as she let the maidservants wring it out for her. She was only wearing a loose jacket. When Master Shen entered the room, he saw that her pads were slightly ajar. Under the light, he could see a patch of snowy flesh, and below that were the mountain ranges hidden within.

Just as the girls were about to kneel down and bow, Master Shen waved them away with a wave of his hand. Then, without another word, he pressed Aunt Cui down on the brick bed. Seeing her face that was like a peach blossom, half pushing and half pushing, then her blurry eyes crying out more and more. Master Shen was also immersed in his love affairs, suddenly mumbling something like a guzheng in his excitement.

Aunt Cui's body stiffened before she closed her eyes again, allowing the people on her to do whatever they wanted. The hatred in his heart was like a surging tide, accumulating more and more!

When Madam Feng returned to the inner room, Xiu Ying had already fallen asleep with the book by her side. Madame Feng smiled helplessly, and handed the book to Xin Mei, who whispered, "We servants don't dare to lightly touch a lady. As soon as we get close to her, we will open our eyes."

Madam Feng nodded. These days, she had also noticed that her daughter seemed to be very anxious. She would wake up whenever someone approached her, and would often hesitate to speak to her. Only when she was in front of him would he be able to sleep soundly in peace. He reckoned that he was truly frightened that day and had even laughed for the past few days.

Her daughter didn't want to worry her.

Madam Feng's heart ached even more for Xiu Ying. She gently moved her to the side and covered her with a blanket. He thought about how energetic his daughter had been when she saw Brother Xiang.

Perhaps, she really did want to consider the matter of carrying Xiang'er to her side.

Madam Feng wanted to sit under the window, but the yard was very quiet. From time to time, insects would chirp. She called out to Xinmei, "Go and see if Aunt Wang has slept yet. If not, let her come over."

About a quarter of an hour later, under the illumination of the lantern illuminating the room, Aunt Wang went back to Madam Feng's courtyard.

Aunt Cui's commotion lasted for less than half an hour. After she had showered again, her little girl, Sanxue, would occasionally look into the inner room. Aunt Cui tilted her head to look at the snoring Master Shen before quietly leaving the room to listen to Suxue's report.

"The girl from Aunt Wang's courtyard said that Madame called her over in the middle of the night and spoke for a good fifteen minutes."

Aunt Cui rolled her eyes and said coldly, "Alright, I understand. I'll go back to my room and sit by the bed." She placed her hand on her abdomen for a long time, then clenched her fist, letting out an unknown laugh.