Chapter 836: One Ear (Part 1)
It was almost noon.
A dozen maids came into Xiyun Pavilion in groups of three or five, rubbing their shoulders and backs, sighing and complaining:
"There are so many people in the garden who don't need it, why do you let us suffer this pain?!"
"In my opinion, some people think that our grandmother has lost her power, so they are trying to kill her to scare her..."
"Hush! This is what the eldest lady meant. If you are too nervous, don't let us get involved!"
Because one of the maids mentioned the "first wife", the courtyard suddenly became quiet. Although many people were angry, no one dared to say a word.
Seeing that the maids were losing interest and were about to scatter, someone suddenly pointed to the inner room and asked, "Hey? Why are the curtains hung up in the middle of the day?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that as expected, the new glass windows that had been replaced last year were already covered tightly with lotus-colored gauze .
A maidservant blurted out, "Could it be that the Second Madam's illness has recurred?"
Immediately, countless people rolled their eyes at her - anyone with an IQ as high as the average Han Chinese would have easily guessed that Wang Xifeng was pretending to be sick.
Since you are pretending to be sick, why does it matter whether it recurs or not?
However, the reckless little maid was only twelve or thirteen years old, so it was understandable that she didn't understand the twists and turns.
"Okay."
At this time, the leader, Sister Shan, spoke up: "Everyone, go away. Take a good rest now while Grandma doesn't have any other tasks for you."
Having said this, she walked towards the main room on her own - since she had returned from the garden, someone should report to Wang Xifeng.
"elder sister!"
At this time, a maidservant who was close to her suddenly chased after her from behind and reminded her in a low voice: "You must be careful. When Xiaohong died last time, the curtain was also drawn in broad daylight."
Shan Jie'er's body froze, and she immediately spat, "Pooh, pooh, pooh, children's words are nothing but nonsense, blown away by the wind!"
After spitting, she rolled her eyes at the maid and whispered, "Sister, I am innocent, how can I compare to that slut?"
After saying that, he walked towards the main room again, but his pace was unconsciously half a beat slower.
Arriving at the door, Shan Jieer took a deep breath and raised her hand to knock, but the door suddenly opened to the left and right, revealing Ping'er's nimble figure.
"You're back?"
Ping'er looked around and saw the maids who had not yet dispersed in the courtyard. Then she asked Shanjie'er, "Have you sent anyone to inform the eldest lady? After all, she was the one who sent this mission."
"Don't worry, sister. I have already sent someone."
Shan Jie'er was frightened at first, but when she saw that it was Ping'er, she was relieved and said with an apologetic smile, "No one has come to help me this morning. I'm really sorry for the trouble. If there's anything that has delayed my work, please let me know."
"There's nothing to order."
Ping'er shook her head, then remembered something and said hurriedly, "Oh, grandma doesn't have a good appetite today, and can't stand anything greasy. Ask the kitchen staff to prepare some plain food and have it ready to be sent over at any time."
"Hey~ I'll go tell them right now!"
Shan Jie'er responded quickly. Just as she was about to turn around and go to the inner kitchen to inform the family, she saw the maid she had sent to inform the eldest wife rush into the courtyard like a flash and shout from a distance, "This is terrible, this is terrible! There's a demon in our house!"
At this shout, the maids who had just dispersed gathered around from all directions and asked questions at once.
Ping'er had already backed up and retreated into the room. Seeing this, she hurried out again, closed the door behind her, and shouted, "What are you doing? You woke up the Second Madam. Who of you can take responsibility?!"
After she had convinced everyone, she beckoned the maid who had delivered the message to her and said coldly, "Tell me everything that happened!"
Seeing Ping'er's cold face, the maid also became anxious and replied hurriedly, "I went to the front yard to pass on the message, and saw that it was a mess over there. They said that some cat demon was causing trouble and bit off...bite the master's ear!"
This breaking news immediately caused an uproar.
"Shut up!"
Ping'er growled again, looking around at everyone and said, "You all believe everything you hear. Where did this monster come from in broad daylight? I'm warning you, if this gets out from other people's mouths, I won't care, but if it gets out from you, I'll tear her mouth to pieces!"
Having said that, he turned and walked into the main room, closing the door with a bang.
The maids looked at each other, but in the end they dared not gather together to gossip anymore.
…
Hearing the footsteps outside gradually fading away, Ping'er sighed, quietly locked the door, and then quickly went to the inner room.
After walking around the four-season screen, the first thing that catches your eye is the broken porcelain pieces on the ground with a feather duster lying in the middle.
Looking further inside, the light apricot-colored phoenix curtain was half torn off and hung loosely on the edge of the bed, forming a sharp contrast with the dark red bloodstain on the mattress.
At this time, Wang Xifeng was sitting in a daze between the bloodstain and the phoenix tent, with half of her naked feet even stepping on the bloodstain.
Ping Er carefully walked around the broken porcelain pieces on the floor and whispered in front of the bed, "No one leaked the information over there. They just said it was bitten by a cat."
"cat?"
Wang Xifeng slowly turned her head, her triangular eyes slowly focused, and she suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahaha..."
Along with her laughter, there were also traces of blood between her lips and teeth.
Ping'er saw her laughing miserably and looking even more miserable. She couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. She pushed aside the messy veil at the head of the bed, sat down beside Wang Xifeng, and said softly, "It's all over. I'm sure after this lesson, he won't dare to hit you again..."
“It’s over?!”
Before she could finish her words, Wang Xifeng suddenly turned around and glared at her, asking fiercely, "Why?!"
Ping'er shrank back subconsciously, but still advised: "I know that grandma is unhappy, but if this matter is really made clear, how will you live in this family in the future?"
"snort!"
Wang Xifeng snorted coldly, not even bothering to put on her shoes. She reached out and grabbed the mandarin duck pillow and threw it to the ground. Then she stepped on it with her blood-stained bare feet and bent down to grope under the bed.
"Grandma, what are you looking for? Can I help you find it?"
Ping'er hurriedly got out of bed and wanted to help Wang Xifeng, but as soon as she bent down, she saw Wang Xifeng grabbing a bloody thing from under the bed!
“This…what is this?!”
Ping'er was so shocked that she almost collapsed on the broken porcelain pieces.
Wang Xifeng's face was full of resentment and excitement. She looked at the thing in her hand over and over again, and suddenly ordered, "Go find a salt shaker!"
After a pause, he added, "Remember to ask the kitchen staff how they usually pickle bacon."
La...
Bacon?!
Could it be that my own grandmother hated me so much that she wanted to eat my flesh and sleep on my skin? !
Ping'er was even more frightened. She stepped back a few steps on the broken porcelain pieces, and looked at Wang Xifeng in fear.
"What are you thinking about!"
Wang Xifeng saw her expression and knew that she had misunderstood her, so she angrily scolded her, "I want to keep this thing as a handle to control that old beast!"
As she spoke, she raised her half ear fiercely and said, "With this thing, if you tell him to go east, he won't dare to go west; if you tell him to beat a dog, he won't dare to chase a chicken."
"I want him to live in fear and trepidation for the rest of his life, in the palm of my hand!"
