Yijuan cloud

Chapter 11 Why Marry Her
Following Cao Yingshan's exclamation, the back of my hand tingled, but I soon stopped feeling it. My heart was beating wildly, and the second young master's voice echoed in my ears.

"...I came here just for this, for her..."

He came to intercede for me, for me...

He was so straightforward, in front of all the maids and servants, that Mrs. Cao stopped him angrily.

The whole room was silent.

The second young master lifted his robe and knelt down, and said in a deep voice: "Mom, please calm down. My son is just for the sake of our Cao family's face. Please think about it carefully: I, third sister, and Fan Li, the three of us played together when we were young. Later, Uncle Fan was transferred to Jiangxi, and the whole family moved here. They had not seen each other for several years, and now they are finally together again. It is normal for them to move around frequently, not to mention exchanging letters and poems. Even if Sanmei is really close to Fan Li, they have not been together since they were young. If the affection is so big, if the mother listens to other people's gossip and punishes her, then it is nothing but spread out and let outsiders know, wouldn't it really hurt her face? What's more, the third sister has not left the cabinet, and Fan Li has not yet succeeded. My family has lost its reputation for nothing, how will we deal with ourselves in the future?"

Although Cao Yingshan was born as a concubine and had always been at odds with Mrs. Cao, she was still a member of the Cao family.

One glory and one glory.

The father and son of the Fan family were officials in the same dynasty and had a good family background. If Cao Yingshan could really marry into the Fan family, it would be beneficial to the Cao family.

After saying this, Mrs. Cao did not interrupt him again, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, a trace of disappointment ran through my heart, and my ears felt extremely hot.

Why would I think he was interceding specifically for me?
As long as you think deeply, you can think of this kind of "boudoir scandal". How can he, a wealthy young man, intercede for a maid?
But the situation was so sudden that I, like Mrs. Cao, inevitably mistakenly thought that he was interceding for me.

But he forgot that he could only truly persuade Mrs. Cao by using family interests.

Sure enough, Mrs. Cao sighed and said: "If Lei'er hadn't reminded me, I would have almost believed the slander of those brats. I would have said that Fan Li is an upright kid, and the third lady has a straightforward temper. If she wasn't frank, how could she have given in so easily?" Someone has taken advantage of it? Who has evil intentions and wants to destroy the innocence of the third lady? "

A maid said: "It's Cui Duo from the Third Miss's house. She came over and asked Duo'er to write a letter for the Third Miss." After a pause, she added, "Before, Cui Duo was the Third Miss's personal maid, but now Duo'er always follows her. The third lady is coming in and out, I’m afraid her eyes are burning.”

The servants of these wealthy families, as long as they could speak in front of their masters, were all sophisticated. After hearing what Mrs. Cao said, the trend immediately changed.

"Write a letter?" Mrs. Cao ignored Cui Duo and asked me, "Did you write Miss Third Miss's letter?"

Ginger is really spicy.

When the servant girl confessed to Cui Duo, Cao Yingshan's innocence was confirmed.

But as long as it doesn't hinder the Cao family's face, Mrs. Cao will still pull Si Fang's pigtails.

I leaned over and touched my forehead to the ground, and said, "Miss San said that I can read and digit, and occasionally let my slave write for me."

At this time, Aunt You also hurried over. After saluting, she said, "I wonder what Yingshan did to make Madam mobilize troops and mobilize people like this?"

Mrs. Cao said, "It's a good thing you're here. There's something going on, but I'm afraid you're still in the dark."

After saying that, he asked me again: "Duo'er, just tell me, did you also write the letter home to the master from the third lady?"

Cao Yingshan turned to look at me, her eyes signaling me not to admit it.

I stared at the ground and said, "Yes."

"You!" Cao Yingshan pointed at me angrily with her hands trembling.

Aunt You stepped forward and slapped me in the face with her hand, and scolded me coldly: "You are eating something that is inside and outside! What kind of thing do you think you are, a dog slave? You are even assigned to your master as a ghostwriter? What are you dreaming about!"

Cao Yingshan was punished by kneeling in the ancestral hall for a day.

When you come back, you will take action when you see me.

But her knees were sore and she was unsteady on her feet. I took advantage of the situation to hold her raised arm and whispered in her ear: "I have no choice but to make everyone think that I am not just here for you." It’s not surprising that the young master writes letters with a pen. Compared with your reputation, young lady, is writing a letter from your family more important?”

Cao Yingshan relaxed her arms.

I continued: "Madam suppressed this matter for the sake of the Cao family's face, but she was unwilling to do so and always wanted to find some reason. I'm afraid the things Cui Duo said were not just one or two. Since The madam chose the family letter, so we can only go with the flow. Once her anger goes smoothly, we will pass this level."

Cao Yingshan panted lightly, her eyes searching and exploring my face.

In the past, she only knew that I could write and write poems, but this time she might be surprised by my intellect.I looked at her calmly. The anger and suspicion in her eyes gradually disappeared. She smiled and put her hand on my face: "My mother doesn't know the truth. Did the beating hurt you?"

I smiled and shook my head.

At night, I rolled up my trouser legs, put a hot towel on my legs and knees, and thought about the rumors I heard during the day.

The second young master is going to marry a young lady from the Ma Shenzheng family. Perhaps, the Cao family will move to the capital soon.

As far as I know, the second young master was married before, but his wife died soon after he got married. The second young master once said that he would stay in mourning for three years and would not marry again during this period.

It's just the third year, but it's also the last year. There's no reason to get married at this time... Why?But now?

I was startled, thinking that Mrs. Cao didn't punish me again. Could it be that she and the Second Young Master had reached some consensus?
The heat from the hot towel penetrated through the cracks in my bones, and my whole body felt cold and hot. I secretly denied that I was being sentimental again. How could this be?how could be?

I didn't even notice when Cao Yingshan came in. She came to my side, and I hurriedly tried to get out of bed, but she held me down.

She looked at my knees, sat down by my bed, pouted, and looked very sad, "Duo'er, I just heard them say that my mother punished you to kneel on the ice. You can kneel as long as I kneel. I’ve made you feel wronged.”

I laughed: "It's okay, at least I'm still alive. If it weren't for you and the second young master, I would have been beaten to death in public today."

Cao Yingshan hesitated to speak, glanced at me, and said: "Actually, it was the second brother who came to see me. He said that if I don't even dare to admit to writing to Brother Fan, I will leave it to you as a maid, and I will meet you sooner or later in the future. If the news reaches Brother Fan's ears, what will he think? And it is not good for people to think that Brother Fan is having an affair with a maid, so I am mostly doing it for myself, you won't blame me, right? "

"How could it be?" I looked at her with a smile, my mind was chaotic, but there was a trace of joy supporting me.

"You are the third young lady of the Cao family. You are so pampered and noble. It is a great reward that you are willing to speak a word of justice for me."

She was a little overwhelmed by my smile, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, your grievance will not be in vain. According to Madam, this little bitch Cuiduo will probably survive." But tonight.”

I was suddenly startled and my mind went blank. It was only after Cao Yingshan left that I came back to my senses.

Looking up at Leng Yue outside the window, I thought, yes, someone has to take responsibility for this.

And she just wanted to regain the position she once had at her master's side.

Everything is fate, and no one can control it at all, let alone an insignificant slave.

I hugged the quilt and shouted in my heart: "Xing'er, Xing'er! Come back quickly!... Mr. Fan, can you find my family?"

In the past, I didn't get sick even once for a whole year, but in just six months, I had a fever for the second time.

Fortunately, I have Cao Yingshan's care this time.

The doctor came twice a day, prescribed medicine, and some people took it to the bedside. They didn't have to work anymore, so they felt much better than last time.

The second young master also asked people to deliver tonics.

As soon as I recovered from my lingering illness for three days, I went to find the second young master with the post I wrote earlier.

When no one was around, I handed him a stack of paper: "I wrote it before, but I see that I won't use it now, so just keep it. It's not in vain that I wrote it for so long."

He smiled: "Who said you can't use it? It just solves my urgent need."

I stared at him in surprise: "Madam just punished the third lady for this..."

"It doesn't matter, this is called darkness under the lamp." He glanced at the words on the paper, "It's hard for you to imitate my handwriting, Cirrus, you always impress me."

My heart skipped a beat, my chest beat violently, and I was stunned by the unprecedented experience. I couldn't help but blurt out: "Why did you marry Miss Ma?"

His expression changed immediately, and although he was still smiling, his expression became serious.

"But to save me...and the third lady?"

He put his hands behind his back and frowned slightly: "There is this level."

(End of this chapter)