After the betrothal gift was finalized, Lord Zheng might think that Meng Hui, who was as quiet as a chicken, was quite pleasing to the eyes. He took out a large bag of broken silver and gave it to Ninglu in a very generous manner. The shameless Mr. Cui said that there was another personal maid who didn't come, and then took out a bag of it and let the Ninglu bring it to Ningzhu.

The dew carried two heavy bags of broken silver, and she felt no joy. She followed Meng Hui and walked into the yard for a long time before she plucked up the courage to speak: "Girl, can we not use this money? I always feel it's not good."

"Of course not." Meng Hui threw her an agreeable look. "You can find a place to keep it in. When you withdraw from the marriage, you have to return it to them."

After all, Lord Zheng did nothing wrong. At the beginning, Mr. Cui lost the favored candidate. He finally accepted it. He had to have trouble in the future. He was so old that his marriage was still full of twists and turns. If he delayed it, he could not catch up with the continued succession of the family line.

Meng Hui walked into the yard and saw Ningzhu drinking tea as soon as she entered the room. Her eyes lit up and she threw the unlucky Lord Zheng behind her. "You're back? Are you tired? Do you want to go back to the house to take a break?"

Ningzhu smiled and shook her head, saying, "Look at how I dare to rest when I'm like this. Can you feel at ease if I don't tell you the matter?"

"Hehe... I'm a little curious." Meng Hui smiled embarrassedly, pressed her on the beauty couch to sit down, poured a cup of hot tea and put it on the small table and pushed it over.

After Ninglu put down the silver, he followed him. After closing the door, Ningzhu began to tell her about her going to Zhangjia Village.

"I came back from burning paper from the ancestral grave and went directly to Zhangjia Village. Lian'er was beaten by her mother-in-law again. Her face was covered with blood marks and her eyes were swollen. It looked scary." Ningzhu sighed a little. In the past, Lian'er's nose was not a nose or an eye, but now she still feels very pitiful when she sees her like this.

"I didn't persuade her much, just said that if the news spreads, the second girl and the eldest son will definitely not be able to fall in. Lian'er agreed without hesitation."

孟回能理解莲儿的想法,要换作是她,抓到这样的报复机会也不想放手.好好的贴身丫鬟,莫名其妙就被赶出府,还被撺掇着嫁给了傻子,天天除了干重活伺候屎尿还得挨揍,心里没怨气才是怪事.

"The city she entered with you?"

"Yes, but I didn't go to spread the news with her. She knew several women who set up stalls, and each of them went to sit down, so I waited far away. When she dispersed the news, I came back home."

Meng Hui asked, "What about her? Go back to the village by himself?"

Ningzhu pursed her lips and said, "She secretly ran with me while her parents-in-law is away. She probably won't go back."

Ningzhu carried copper coins and hairpins on her, which Meng Hui gave to her to buy Lian'er. This thing is inconspicuous to the officials and ordinary people. It is still a big deal.

"When she was on the way, she told me that she did not escape from her husband's house because she was afraid of implicating her parents' brothers. But when she went to her parents' house to complain, the house didn't even open the door, and only advised her to go back to her husband's house quickly. So I guess she would probably sell the hairpin and leave Kyoto with the money."

Meng Hui nodded, thinking that this is fine. Lian'er escaped from the sea of ​​suffering and lived a new life, and she would not have to worry about the news being exposed in the future.

"How long does it take to spread to Prince Duan's Mansion?"

"The stalls Lian'er went to are all from the inner city, and many people come and go have their own ways. Maybe some people recognize the servants of the Duan Prince's Mansion. I think it will take at most two or three days."

Meng Hui breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, as long as it was not ten days or half a month.

Lord Zheng has made a decision today, and he will probably have to calculate the date tomorrow. He and Mr. Cui and Wang are both anxious and will definitely not look for too far away dates.

Many people who have not been married these days are that they go to their husband's house to sleep in separate rooms and then have sex with their children. However, the shameful and handsome family cannot do such a thing. Mr. Cui is afraid that the money he has obtained will run away, and he wants to lose a mouth for dinner early, so he is eager to do things quickly.

"It will be passed to the palace in two or three days, and King Duan will take a few more days to confirm and catch the adulterer. If this is calculated, Cui Da will be defeated in half a month."

Meng Hui put his heart back in his stomach, looking forward to completing the mission and returning to the Hall of Hell. Just as he was thinking about whether he could get any mission rewards when he heard Peier's voice coming from outside.

"Miss Three, Master is invited."

Meng Hui felt a little sad when he heard this. According to Cui Yuzhen's memory, this was a prelude to being unlucky. When he saw Ningzhu and Ninglu, both of them turned pale.

"Miss Three, hurry up, the master is waiting in the main house, and tells you not to change your clothes, anyway, it will be in vain."

Meng Hui heard Pei'er's sarcasm and knew that Mr. Cui "has invited" this time, because he was not dressed up when he met Lord Zheng, so he was shameless to ask for a high price.

Meng Hui didn't know what punishment he would be, and whether he would be locked in a small dark room like before. In order to miss out on the news outside, she whispered to Ningzhu and Ninglu wait in the yard and not go with her.

Following Pei'er, who was walking briskly, he came to the main yard. Seeing Mr. Cui's swollen face without any expression, Meng Hui knew that he was not ordinary unhappy.

Before she could stand firm, a teacup flew towards her, hitting her shoulder and bounced to the ground, smashing into pieces.

"Kneel down!"

Meng Hui rubbed her shoulders expressionlessly, feeling that sooner or later she would let the dynasty rules be so frustrated that she would die again. Before she could squat down slowly, Wang suddenly walked in from outside the door and supported her.

"What is the master doing? Just say something. If you smack your face or kneel down, how can you get married then?" Wang looked at Cui Yuzhen after saying that, and felt unhappy. "I think she would be punished to stay in the woodshed for three days and reflect on her."

Mr. Cui snorted coldly. Thinking about it carefully, he felt that Wang's words were still reasonable, so he nodded and agreed. "Then let's keep it for three days! There is no sense at all! I have repeatedly asked you to have a memory and not look like you are not on the table. Look at you, what do you dress like?"

Mr. Cui scolded him again. After hearing this, Meng Hui couldn't help but feel angry. He raised his head and looked at his disgusting face coldly.

"You don't care if your son teases his sister, you don't care if your aunt kills his daughter, and you even sell her daughter with an abacus. This is what it means to go to the table? You are very particular about food and clothing, but you go to my yard with a lantern to find out if you can find something on the table!"

Mr. Cui was stunned and didn't react for a long time. Wang was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

The dead silence lasted for a moment, and then Mr. Cui shouted as if he was crazy: "It's a rebellion! Drag her to the woodshed! You won't be allowed to come out until the day is right!"
Chapter completed!