Distressed Concubine

Chapter 19 Chaos
She is in a bad mood now!This is what he asked for.

The housekeeper straightened up, Miss Ruqiu was in front of him, he was not afraid of anything, and his face was still full of arrogance.

"Come here." She said coldly, her tone was like a frosted knife.

Just come here, the butler knows that the time has come to show his position and sincerity.He straightened his clothes and walked up the steps with a figure of eight.

"What's the matter with the villain?"

Before she finished speaking, Nalan Ruixue threw a heavy punch at his hateful face.

"Pfft", the dirty blood in the mouth turned into a blood mist and sprayed in the air.

The housekeeper heard the sound of his teeth loosening, but he hadn't reacted yet.

Nalan Ruixue grabbed his collar and threw it in the air, got up and spun, and with a sweep, he smashed heavily on the plaque of the gate.

With a flick of the door frame, the " " fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The plaque swayed and fell down with a "bang", knocking the butler who was struggling for the last time into a daze, blood gurgling on his forehead.

"The plaque has been hanging for a long time, and it is not hanging stably. It should be replaced." Stepping on the plaque with his hands behind his back, he walked into the courtyard.

Under the plaque, stretched out a hand and grabbed at the void. "Ruqiu Xiao, miss, help, help."

Nalan Ruqiu walked up to the butler, and stepped on the plaque with a heavy smile.

There was a scream under the plaque.

"What's calling?" Nalan Ruqiu asked Ziling suspiciously.

Zi Ling pursed her lips and smiled. "Maybe it's a useless dog, the lady doesn't care what he does."

A group of people surrounded Nalan Ruqiu and walked into the General's Mansion, stepping on the plaque one by one.

Gradually the hand stopped struggling, and finally one side softened.

Outside the Mingyue Pavilion, a large field of snow peonies bloomed extremely delicately. Under the clean blue sky, a few spirit sparrows were stroking their fine hairs on the peony branches. Suddenly, there was a startling sound, which made them fly into the air with a "puchi, puchi".

"What! Nalan Ruixue is so brave!" Aunt Zhao slapped the table violently, furious.

Just finished tidying up Nanny Li, and this time tidying up her housekeeper, this is her right-hand man!

Nalan Ruqiu leisurely picked up the teacup, pecked lightly, and said with a faint smile, "Why is mother angry?"

"Why? The butler was selected by me out of thousands of people. Although he is not capable of handling affairs, he is sincere!"

"Sincerely?" Ruqiu's red lips pulled out a slight noncommittal smile. "I can't see where a person who can only flatter is sincere. Besides, what's the use of being sincere."

Aunt Zhao raised her eyes and said doubtfully, "Then what do you mean..."

"Xue Hua, come in."

A man in his 20s responded and bowed to Aunt Zhao.

There are a pair of sharp eyes on the cheeks that are carved like a knife, and his delicate body is outlined in a navy blue robe.No need to look, he is a Lianjiazi with high martial arts.

"Mother thinks it is good?" Nalan Ruqiu smiled.

"Not bad, not bad." Aunt Zhao looked up and down with her eyes, showing relief.

"From now on, you are the housekeeper of the General's Mansion."

"Yes."

After Xue Hua left, Aunt Zhao hesitated instead. "This man looks good, he understands martial arts, and looks shrewd. Should we trust him?"

A trace of gloomy wisdom flashed across Nalan Ruqiu's eyes: "Don't worry, just use it. I saved his life. He will only obey my orders in this life."

Aunt Zhao nodded. It took her five years to grasp the power of the General's Mansion. In the past, the housekeeper was enough to take care of the family members. Now, she needs a ruthless character who can compete with Nalan Ruixue.

"I'm going back to rest first, mother, the dead housekeeper, the general's mansion should give an explanation."

After Yingying smiled, she leaned over and exited.

Give an explanation, who dares to ask for an explanation!Aunt Zhao was a little disdainful, she shook her head halfway, then suddenly stopped, and then a sinister smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yes, it is time to give an explanation.

"Miss! Did you really beat the butler to death?" Qing Fu ran into the courtyard after receiving her dinner, her tone revealing a hint of excitement.

Nalan Ruixue was reading a book by the candlelight, she was startled when she heard the words, and continued to turn the pages and read.

Qing Luo rested for a day, and she was already well at the moment, took the lunch box from Qing Fu, opened it, and found that there were three kinds of meat and four vegetables.

And Qingfu was holding a crock pot of soup in her hand, which smelled like pigeon meat.

Straight to teach people gluttonous arousal.

"Miss, come and eat, the kitchen has given you a lot of food today." Qingfu excitedly raised the earthen pot in her hand to show off the results.

Qingluo's complexion darkened when she heard this. "Miss has always distinguished the seriousness of her actions, how could she beat the housekeeper to death?"

"So...the young lady was blamed!" Qing Fu was shocked, and instantly understood.

Qing Luo brought out all the dishes and walked to the plan. "Miss, let's eat first."

Nalan Ruixue put away the book and walked to the dining table.

Qingfu thought for a while and smiled heartlessly: "It's nothing, anyway, miss doesn't care about reputation."

Qingluo glared at her angrily. "Miss doesn't care about fame, but why did the housekeeper die? Use your brain, okay?"

Qingfu lowered her head annoyed, after all she is not as thoughtful as Sister Qingluo, she can guess what the young lady is thinking.

"Let's eat." To be honest, Nalan Ruixue was not worried at all about Aunt Zhao framing her, so what if she beat her to death?

This matter really broke out, Qingluo can handle it well, she doesn't need to come forward to this matter.

It's just that she was a little absent-minded, looking at the delicate patterns on the porcelain bowl in front of her, a burst of irritability rose in her heart.

Simply put down the bowl, raised the sword and walked out of the yard.

After a while, the "hehe" sound of sword energy came, and under the moonlight, the bright white shadow was like a graceful white swallow, agile and light.

Qingluo and Qingfu both held up the bowls, looking at the lady in surprise.

"What's the matter, Miss?" Qingfu lightly rubbed the green radish with her elbow.

"How do I know, maybe there's something bothering me." Qingluo frowned and shook her head.

"What's bothering you? The lady is so old, I haven't seen why the lady is bothered. Even the lady who retired from the engagement of Lord Feng laughed it off."

Qing Luo shook her head noncommittally, but felt that what Qing Luo said was reasonable.

Trouble?Miss, how many years have you been bothered?
In Prince Feng's mansion, Nan Feng looked at the red rash on his face angrily looking at the bronze mirror, the itching was unbearable!

"My lord, don't grab it." A woman in red with long narrow eyes hurriedly pressed his hand.

itch!Too itchy, really itchy!

He really didn't know how it could be like this, when he woke up, he looked like a ghost.

He, Nan Feng, has never looked so ugly in his life!
Who is picking him up?brother?uncle?After thinking for a while, a name suddenly popped into his mind.

Nalan Ruixue!

It seemed that every time he finished looking for her, he would be inexplicably unlucky for a while.

But this time, he couldn't bear it the most!His face, that is his treasure!
With harshness, he said angrily. "Go, pour the itch powder into the well of General Nalan's mansion!"

Ruyi nodded, was about to push it out, and then retreated back.

"What about the second lady?"

Isn't the prince going to marry her in March?
"It doesn't matter." A cold voice came.

Emperor, once successful and eternal, Prince Feng has never been as gentle and elegant as outsiders think.

He never spared anyone who dared to offend him.

Except, Nalan Ruixue.

Ruyi, who retreated out, showed a smug smirk.

In the morning, with a sharp cry.

Nalan Ruixue opened her eyes, and Qing Fu pushed open the door of the boudoir and rushed in.

"Miss, look at my face! Woooooooooo..."

The rash is full of rashes like a hornet's nest, each one is red, swollen and crystal clear, a little oozing.

Before the words were finished, Qingluo also came in, the same thing.

Qingluo was surprised when she saw Nalan Ruixue. "Miss, are you okay?"

Nalan Ruixue touched her smooth cheeks, feeling puzzled, her heart sank.

Aunt Zhao?Or Nalan Ruqiu?

Let her be fine on purpose, and then make her a target?
The phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, no matter who it is, she is in a bad mood these days, she wants to see who dares to provoke her!
"Qingluo, go to my cupboard and find a peach red porcelain bottle, take two pills and take it, it can relieve the itching temporarily. Then find a way to deliver the medicine in the sapphire blue bottle to Aunt Zhao's mouth."

Qing Luo nodded, understanding what Miss meant.

In the Mingyue Pavilion, Nalan Ruqiu, who was full of rashes, was applying medicine to Aunt Zhao with a severe itching.

"Nalan Ruixue, that bitch! How dare you plot against us like this! Ouch."

"It's not necessarily her doing it." Nalan Ruqiu's eyes darkened.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't her?"

"If she wants to use it, it will only be poison." Nalan Ruqiu's cold words woke up Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao's phoenix eyes turned slightly. "Huishi! It must be that bitch Huishi! She can't see you finding such a good marriage with Lord Feng, and she harbors a secret hatred."

Nalan Ruqiu pursed her thin lips slightly. "She has the heart, but she doesn't have the guts."

"Who could it be! Look, no one in Mingyue Pavilion was spared!" Aunt Zhao was furious. Could it be that this disaster still fell from the sky?

"Ma'am, ma'am." A servant girl rushed in, gasping for breath. "The General's Mansion, the entire General's Mansion has rashes."

Nalan Ruqiu and Aunt Zhao's heart skipped a beat, something strange happened?
"Madam, Madam, there was a commotion at the house of the deceased Steward Zhou. They carried the coffin and hung the white flags. They knelt at the gate of the mansion and cried. Many people gathered around to watch."

"Understood, let's go down." Aunt Zhao's mouth twitched with pride, and after all the maids in the room went down, she smiled at Ruqiu: "It's pretty fast."

Nalan Ruqiu's phoenix eyes turned slightly, her red lips curled up. "Mom, here's your chance."

Chance?what chance?Aunt Zhao glanced slightly at Nalan Ruqiu's eyes, and instantly realized, yes, what a great opportunity.

"Kang, kuang, kuang." At this moment, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Ma'am, miss, are you there?"

Xue Hua?What is he here for?Nalan Ruqiu opened the door suspiciously, seeing Xue Hua with a clean face, she couldn't help being curious.

"Are you all right?"

"A villain who practices martial arts, an antidote is a must." After Xue Hua hugged her fist and saluted, she hurriedly said, "Prince Feng is here, and he said he wanted to ask the general's mansion for an explanation. The servant looked at it, it seems, Prince Feng also has rashes."

"What?" Aunt Zhao walked quickly to the door with her skirt in hand, not caring about the itching on her face, she hurriedly prepared to go out.

Nalan Ruqiu grabbed her tightly, "Mother, aren't you afraid of frightening the prince with your appearance?" Ru Qiu was very concerned, her beauty was always the condition for her pride, if the prince looked at her like this, would she still be afraid? Will you like her?
Aunt Zhao touched the unevenness on her face, and said angrily at Xue Hua, "Take out the antidote!"

Xue Hua was startled, and took out the pill from her waist.

"But, the villain only has one..."

one?Nalan Ruqiu frowned, pulled it off, pried it in half with the golden fork on her head, and handed the half to Aunt Zhao.

"Let's eat it first to stop the itching." Then he said to Xue Hua, "Go get some more, there are many people with rashes in the mansion."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)