Chapter 4252

Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, seeing the wet nurse, couldn't help crying again: "Nurse, I..."

The nurse hurriedly wiped Zhuang Xiaoyu's tears away: "Miss, don't cry anymore. If my uncle sees your eyes swollen from crying, he will think you are sad for Mr. Min."

Zhuang Xiaoyu sobbed: "I was sad for brother Min Rui..."

"Miss." The nurse interrupted her anxiously: "Don't say these words anymore, the deceased is dead, death is like a lamp going out, maybe Mr. Min's death is a relief for him.

The dead are gone, and the living have to continue their lives. Today's priest's mansion is different from the previous priest's mansion. Miss, you should think about it for yourself.

If you offend my uncle, eldest lady, and slave by saying something unpleasant, how are you going to gain a foothold in this priest's mansion? "

Asking this sentence was a blow to Zhuang Xiaoyu like a thunderbolt.

She hadn't thought about this question before, but now that she was asked bluntly by the nanny, Zhuang Xiaoyu was suddenly stunned and quickly realized it.

That's right, if Qin Wuyan is offended, how will she gain a foothold in this mansion?

Everything she owns now was given to her by Qin Wuyan. If Qin Wuyan takes it back, let alone her father can't rest in this mansion, even she herself really doesn't have anything to stand on.

The wet nurse cried: "Miss, I know your friendship for Mr. Min, the kindness you once had is not something you can just forget, you have always been a kind person who knows how to repay you.

But think about it, if my uncle had a woman who was married to him, and that woman still loved him deeply, and she passed away suddenly, and my uncle has been depressed and heartbroken, what would you think?

I have lived my whole life, and I have seen all kinds of people and things. This man's feelings come and go quickly. How much love did the wife and the high priest have at the beginning, but how long have they been in love?

Men are inherently less affectionate than women, if you want to poke his heart like this, no matter what my uncle does, it is possible...

Miss, even if it's for your own reputation, you should bear with it and don't be too sad. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu closed her eyes: "You stand in the backyard for me and burn some paper money for him."

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu had finally figured it out, the nurse nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I'll go now."

…

Qin Wuyan got off his horse, walked into the village, and asked Zhuang Qingyun who came up to meet him, "Where's Min Huizhu?"

"Follow your orders, it's locked in the basement."

"Qing Huan was with her last night?"

"Um."

"Bring people up from the basement."

"yes."

Zhuang Qingyun turned and left, and personally led the guards to open the door of the basement. It was very dark inside, with no sunlight, only soybean oil lamps shone in from the next door through the tall and narrow windows.

There are several thick quilts on the stone bed, and all the furnishings inside are noble and luxurious. Although the basement is a bit smaller and the freedom of movement is lost, the level of luxury that a saint should enjoy has not declined.

Min Huizhu was lying on the stone bed with a porcelain pillow on her head, with one arm resting outside the quilt, her beautiful hair winding down from the porcelain pillow and falling to the ground.

Hearing the sound of the stone door being opened, he just turned sideways and stared at the door.

Zhuang Qingyun stood at the door, did not take another step inside, and said, "Saint, the priest asked you to go out."

Min Huizhu hugged the quilt and sat up, with a smug smile on her face, she asked slowly, "Why, he finally figured it out?"

Zhuang Qingyun lowered his eyebrows: "No, Mr. Min passed away!"

Min Huizhu: "!!!"