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Chapter 118: Honor in troubled times 86

When he arrived in front of the outer courtyard, Wyeth seemed a little excited.

An Ning got off the carriage, and Wyeth waited for a while before getting off.

She held the girl's hand and took several deep breaths before calming down.

An Ning nodded to Wyeth and said to the attendant behind him: "Knock on the door."

An old woman went over and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Soon, the voice of an old woman came from the yard.

The door creaked open, and an old woman in her forties and fifties stuck her head out and looked around.

The people brought by Wyatt brought a bunch of the old woman, and the two attendants pushed the door open to invite An Ning and Wyatt into it.

When the door opens, you can see the situation in the yard.

This small courtyard is not big, you can see it at a glance.

The yard was covered with bluestone, and a big tree was planted, and there were a few flowers and plants, with nothing next to it.

Behind the tree, you can vaguely see five main rooms, with wing rooms on both sides, and three downward seats at the entrance of the courtyard.

This yard has white walls and gray tiles, which is a very ordinary small courtyard with no special place.

However, when the people in the house heard the movement, they added a lot of style to the courtyard.

Under the corridor, Bai Mei stood there with a girl's hand.

She is about the same size as Wyeth, but she is slim and thinner than Wyeth, and she feels so weak that she can't help but feel weak.

She looks even thinner in her broad clothes.

Her face was very small, with a palm-sized face. Her facial features were delicate and perfect, especially her eyes were very long and filled with water. However, those eyes were particularly calm, without any slight tide.

Wyeth looked at White Plum, and White Plum was also looking at Wyeth.

Anning pulled La Wyeth: “Go in and say.”

The sister-in-law and the servant quickly closed the gate of the courtyard.

Wyeth stood in the yard: "Where is Bai Mei? Which one is Bai Mei? Call her over."

Bai Mei then walked slowly over. She swayed as she walked, looking very beautiful.

An Ning looked carefully and found that as Xiao Qing and Xiao Zhu said, the white plum seemed to be measuring with a ruler every move, and there were rules everywhere. When she took a step, the steps were the same size.

Her steps were very steady, and when she walked, her skirt didn't shake much.

Bai Mei walked to Wyeth and leaned over to bow down and bowed: "I have met my wife."

She was not unwilling to say this, and her face was still calm. Moreover, every word she said was about the same size, her mouth was about the same, her voice was sweet, but there was no trace of emotional fluctuation.

An Ning frowned.

Seeing Bai Mei like this, Wyeth thought Bai Mei was dissatisfied with her, and immediately became a little angry.

As soon as she wanted to speak, An Ning grabbed her.

An Ning pulled Wyeth behind her and reached out to grab Bai Mei's wrist quickly when she was unprepared.

After a moment, An Ning let go and looked at Bai Mei with a complicated expression.

"San Sister-in-law."

Wyeth was still angry. She wanted to scold Bai Mei a few times, but An Ning stopped her: "Take people or go out, or find a quiet place to stay, I have something to say to her."

Wyeth has always admired An Ning. After An Ning said this, she couldn't argue, so she took her servants out to find a teahouse for tea.

An Ning said to the few servants who served Baimei: "You go out too."

Those servants were stunned and didn't know what to do.

They dared not argue with An Ning. After all, they knew that this was the third master's wife. If they offended An Ning, they might not be better, but they would not be able to leave Bai Mei alone.

Bai Mei said to the woman: "You guys go out, what kind of person is the third wife? How can you care about someone like me, don't worry."

The woman took her servants out.

After everyone was almost gone, Bai Mei said to An Ning: "Mrs. Third wife, please sit in the house."

An Ning waved her hand: "No need, it's not too cold yet, just sit in the yard."

There are two stone piers under the trees in the yard, one of An Ning and Bai Mei each sat.

Bai Mei sat down, and An Ning asked her without hesitation: "Is it hard before?"

Bai Mei was stunned for a moment.

She thought An Ning was going to make things difficult for her or say something ugly, but she didn't expect An Ning to say this.

She waited for a while before whispering: "I don't know what the third wife is asking."

An Ning smiled: "You probably don't know that the third master and I both know medical skills. I just took your pulse and your body is extremely poor. It can be said that your body is already ruined. Let me tell you this. If you don't care, you will not be able to live for five years."

Bai Mei didn't find it strange at all.

She lowered her head, her expression was calm, and her voice was light: "I was lowly, as lowly as grass. What's the difference between living and dying?"

An Ning's eyes narrowed slightly: "Are there many people like you?"

Bai Mei was silent.

An Ning suppressed her voice: "Don't think it's strange. I've seen people like you before. Those aristocratic families look at the scenery on the surface. I'm afraid no one can explain it clearly. In order to win over people and train dead soldiers, they do everything they can. Look at your appearance, and when I take the pulse just now, I know that you and I have seen are the same type of people. You say they are humans, but they are just tools."

An Ning's words hit Bai Mei's heart with a thrust.

Only then did her face fluctuate a little, and there was a hint of pain in her eyes.

An Ning continued: "You have been trained since childhood. You were given medicine when you were young. In order to make your skin whiter and your body look more beautiful, you used some medicines for tigers and wolves. Then, year after year, day after day, training, how to walk, how to salute, what to say, how to laugh, how to cry, how to cry, all need to be trained. Over time, you have become emotionally irritable and tools that conform to the rules in everything. Looks like you are alive, your heart will die long ago."

After saying this, Bai Mei sat in a daze, tears rolling in her eyes.

"How many of you are like this?"

An Ning suddenly asked again.

Bai Mei subconsciously replied: "Many, all of them are in the village."

After she finished speaking, she realized what she said, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

"What do the Zhang family want you to do?"

An Ning asked immediately.

Bai Mei didn't want to say it, but she couldn't control herself. She looked frightened and wanted to cover her mouth, but even though she covered her mouth, she still said: "Let me win over the Fourth Master, it's best to go into the Fourth Master's backyard. If possible, I'll send some news to the master's house."

Bai Mei said it all in detail.

After saying that, her face turned pale and her face was dead silent, looking at An Ning in horror and sadness.

An Ning smiled and said, "Fourth, come out."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xiao Jin walk out of a wing room.

Xiao Jin looked at Bai Mei with a complicated expression. After a while, he wiped his face: "San Sister-in-law, what should I do with this woman?"

Bai Mei smiled.

She knelt in front of An Ning and ate several times in a row: "Please ask the third wife to execute me."
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