Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

The painting unfolded, and two turtles came into view.

The turtle painted by Jiang Yuzhu is very sloppy. The male turtle has a big red flower tied on his back, lying on the back of the female turtle in a standing position. The two turtles are intimate.

Feng Shuang's face turned red visibly, and asked: "Jiang Yuzhu, why do you want to send Tu'an to the erotic palace?"

Jiang Yuzhu suddenly realized, curved her lips and said: "Miss Feng, have you misunderstood? As far as I know, you are not married yet. How did you meet the erotic?"

"Jiang Yuzhu, you...I won't let you go!"

He blurted out without thinking, and Feng Shuang regretted it after realizing it.

However, the words had already been spoken, and facing the slightly surprised and amused looks of the ladies and ladies around him, Feng Shuang couldn't bear it no matter how thick-skinned he was, and stomped away angrily.

In this regard, Jiang Yuzhu did not hold on, and said: "The turtle means good luck, and its life span is long. Feng Zhuangyuan married Miss Wei. A good marriage must last forever!"

As for the posture of the male and female tortoises, the Feng family can understand it themselves.

Mrs. Feng's face was livid, and she was suppressing her anger. The personal maid obviously did not have the skills to do so. She collapsed and said: "Nonsense. Miss Wei was kidnapped by barbarians. It is known to everyone in the upper echelons of the capital. Mrs. Xie sent the turtle to insinuate that my young master is a green man." Maogui, you suddenly came to our house without receiving the wedding invitation, isn't it just to cause trouble?"

Jiang Yuzhu smiled contemptuously and felt aggrieved for herself: "Master didn't say anything, why did you, a servant, interrupt? I have learned the rules of the Feng family. I really let down my good intentions!"

Not to mention, this servant understands it more deeply.

Mrs. Feng gritted her teeth and found out after careful investigation that her daughter Feng Shuang had fallen into the trap first and was rude. If she had held on to her, it would have served Jiang Yuzhu's purpose.

The other party used the banner of congratulations. Mrs. Feng was so angry that she had no choice but to hold back.

Mrs. Feng was about to find a step for herself with Xini. On the side of the path, Wei Jing's maid, Shuxiang, walked hurriedly: "My young lady wants to have a few words with Mrs. Xie alone."

Wei Jing and Jiang Yuzhu are bitter rivals in the capital, and they fight each other to the point of life and death.

Wei Jing was angry when she learned that Jiang Yuzhu had disturbed her big day?

"Thank you, madam, please."

After Mrs. Feng thought about it, it would be better to send the God of Plague to Wei Jing, otherwise she, as an elder, would not be able to argue with the younger generation.

Shuxiang's eyes were full of panic, and she was lying at first glance. Jiang Yuzhu thought that Wei Jing was afraid of being exposed and designed a series of plots, so she followed leisurely behind without exposing Shuxiang.

In the happy courtyard, there were more than a dozen maids and women standing, showing no signs of joy.

Before Jiang Yuzhu entered the door, she heard a whistle and learned that Hong Jin had found Shen Zhilan, and she felt relieved.

Shuxiang took Jiang Yuzhu into the outer room of the wedding room and slowly closed the door. She knelt down with a plop and begged: "Mrs. Xie, please save this slave and Mo Yun!"

Jiang Yuzhu lifted up her skirt and sat on the chair, raising her eyebrows and saying, "What kind of trick is Wei Jing going to play again?"

Right now, it was important to get the bride back to her place, and Jiang Yuzhu didn't have time to say anything.

The figure in the room flashed, and Hong Jin carried Shen Zhilan outside: "Madam, my cousin is here."

The Feng Mansion's Xiyuan was designed in the most remote place. Hong Jin was dazzled when she entered the back house and chased Mo Yun's figure to find Shen Zhilan.

Hong Jin noticed that Mo Yun seemed to be intentionally leading the way.

"Mrs. Xie, Miss Shen was knocked unconscious. Based on the amount of medicine, she will wake up at the earliest when the lamp is turned on."

To show her sincerity, Shuxiang pushed a box with a wheel, "There are spies around the courtyard surrounded by the Feng Wei family. It is safest to put Miss Shen in the box and take her out!"

Hong Jin looked at his wife, Jiang Yuzhu nodded slowly.

Mo Yun pushed the box and easily arrived at the corner gate of Feng Mansion without interrogation.

The carriage used by the Mo family for changing people stopped, and Wei Jing was stuffed into the box and quietly moved back to the Feng family's wedding room.

The whole process went smoothly and took less than a quarter of an hour. Wei Jing's two maids put in a lot of effort.

Jiang Yuzhu stood up and pretended to leave: "My wife has always made clear rewards and punishments. What do you want?"

Jiang Yuzhu didn't bother to explore whether Wei Jing's confidant maid was cheating on her husband, whether it was true or false.

The scholarly fragrance has calmed down: "Mrs. Xie, it's not that this slave and Mo Yun are asking for honor behind their backs, but..."

Shuxiang felt bitter in her heart, her young lady had changed.

In the past, although Wei Jing was extremely cunning and always punished her servants, she rarely took their lives.

This exchange with Shen Zhilan was planned in advance by Wei Jing, who did not hesitate to spend a large sum of money to buy off Xi Niang and Chuipa Xi Le's team invited by the Mo family.

"The young lady suspected that she was seriously ill. Worried that the news would be leaked, she locked up the servant and Mo Yun who knew about it in the Wei family ancestral hall for a few days."

Regardless of whether Wei Jing succeeds or not, her temper is moody and the servants around her are already walking on thin ice.

"The young lady has gone astray, and there is absolutely no chance of her getting better. My servant and Mo Yun don't want to do bad things anymore."

Originally, although Shuxiang and Mo Yun had the idea of ​​betraying their master, they never dared to take action.

"The slave was sold into the Wei family at the age of five. Mo Yun is different from the slave. She is a child of the family."

Shuxiang sighed. She and Mo Yun grew up together. Other maids crowded around each other just to compete for favor, but the two of them were closer than sisters.

Mo Yun knelt down, her face numb: "A few days ago, my father was beaten to death for making a mistake. The young lady locked me in the ancestral hall for selfish reasons. I didn't even...not even see my father for the last time."

This incident became the last straw that overwhelmed Mo Yun.

Wei Jing didn't succeed today, so she had to use the servants around her to vent her anger.

Even if there is no blood in the wedding room, it will not last more than a few days.

Jiang Yuzhu glanced at the two of them and said in a deep voice: "My wife is not a philanthropist. Even if it is to repay the favor, saving you two seems to be too big a favor."

Without the help of Shuxiang Moyun, Jiang Yuzhu still had the solution, but it was just a little troublesome.

She doesn't want Wei Jing's people.

Mo Yun entered the inner room to guard Wei Jing, while Shuxiang knelt forward and lowered her voice: "Mrs. stay."

After finishing speaking, Shuxiang kowtowed respectfully.

For Shuxiang, she is alone with no relatives and no reason. The most important thing is that she grew up with Mo Yun.

She wanted to use her own value to find stability for Mo Yun!

"I know your principles, but I have one more thing to do."

time is limited.

Once Wei Jing wakes up, she will definitely find someone to vent her anger on.

By sending Mo Yun away, Shuxiang can temporarily shift the blame to Mo Yun and stay to run errands for Jiang Yuzhu.

As long as the scholarly fragrance is still valuable, Mo Yun will not be outdone.

"A man in black once came to see the young lady and asked her to surrender to him. The first step is to marry Feng Qing."

That night, Shuxiang was in the next room and overheard it by chance.

This is a secret that even Mo Yun doesn't know.

Shuxiang is willing to do anything as long as she can save her sisters.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Yuzhu readily agreed: "That's fine."

What attracted her was not the sisterly love of scholarly Mo Yun, but the aloof man in black.

"Give Mo Yun to this lady, and we will arrange for you two to meet later."

As Jiang Yuzhu was talking, frivolous laughter came from the door of Xiyuan.

Feng Qing was holding a wine bottle in his hand, walking unsteadily, and said to the maids and wives in the courtyard: "You all get out!"