Maid, Little Lucky Wife

"Snapped!"

The pieces of the tea cup rolled to the ground, and a twisted face, with eyes like poisonous snakes looking at Chun He, was none other than the old lady.

"Really hit the mark?"

The voice was extremely gloomy, the silver teeth were clenched, and it was almost a low growl coming from the throat.

Chun He was still immersed in the joy of the young master's success when he suddenly saw the old lady's twisted and gloomy face, and her heart jumped out of fright.

Chun He spoke cautiously, "Old madam, isn't it a good thing that the young master has won the imperial examination?"

The old lady suddenly came back to her senses, tightened her grip on the beads in her hand, and after a moment, she slowly loosened her grip, and began to rotate the beads in her hand, from fast at the beginning to gentler, and her whole body finally calmed down and returned to normal. The appearance of a kind old lady.

Chun He's trembling shoulders also relaxed. It was the first time she saw such an old lady, like a poisonous snake that could kill someone at any time.

After calming down my racing heart, I looked at the old lady again, not daring to be disrespectful at all, but with a little more fear.

The room was quiet, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle in the front yard.

The old lady opened her eyes quietly and glanced at Chun He who was kneeling on the ground.

Chun He was shocked and his body straightened suddenly.

"Chun He, do you like Xuan'er?"

The voice was gentle, as if asking a junior what to eat for dinner.

Chun He suddenly raised his head and looked at the old lady, with a happy expression on his face, and said carefully, "The young master is a star in the sky, and I am indeed happy with the young master."

The old lady nodded.

Chun He had been waiting for the old lady to say something, but she never spoke. The old lady wouldn't disagree, right?

Thinking of this, Chun He's eyes turned red. She had fallen in love with the young master since the first time she was bought by the old lady and the first time she saw him.

It's just that the identity gap is too big, and she has never dared to think about it.

Until the young lady appeared, she had the same maid background and the same low status. Why?Why did Yun Shang end up becoming the young master's pillow?And she didn't even have a chance to stay with the young master?

Chun He clenched her hands tightly, her face full of reluctance, and her nails dug into her palms without even realizing it.

If Yun Shang changed her identity, she wouldn't be like this. If Yun Shang can do it, she can do the same.

The old lady saw the change in the expression of the person in front of her, and her undecided heart suddenly dropped.

A person with ambition has weaknesses, and it is easier to control them. She does not need disobedient pawns.

If she is out of control, she will be tied up with a rope so that no one can turn over.

"Chun He, I will give you a chance, but it's up to you whether you can seize it or not."

Just when Chunhe was in despair, the old lady's voice was like sunshine, bringing her hope.

She kowtowed three times excitedly, "Thank you, thank you, old lady. I will definitely do my best to be loyal to you."

What she wanted was these words. The old lady closed her eyes again and waved her hands.

Chun He was so blessed that he immediately stood up and walked out.

Left alone, the old lady slowly opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling, with a hint of complexity and lingering fear in her eyes.

"Xinyue, I didn't expect that even though you were dead, your son would still be so disobedient, yet he could actually win the prize, ha..."

The old lady laughed lowly, "But it doesn't matter. Since your son is so promising, then I will be the old lady of Mo Mansion for you. Don't worry, I will teach him well."

The hatred in the old lady's heart seemed to be turning into reality. Back then, Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo were very affectionate and could not tolerate a third party. Even if they became a civil servant, they would not have any other wives or concubines.

Unfortunately, this is where the bad comes from.

How many women’s ideal husband is this man who has his wife in his heart and eyes in his eyes?

Although the family conditions are average, he has the status of a civil servant, has no parents, does not have to serve his parents-in-law, is very good to his wife, never beats or scolds him, loves her sincerely, and is a couple for life.

The most important person was famous for his good looks, majestic appearance, and charming eyes. When he won the election, he was almost removed from the list to catch his son-in-law.

The old lady was also in her twenties and eighties, the time when the young girl admired her.

When such a figure appears around me, I naturally fall deeply into it. How great would it be if this pampering was my own?

Because of this idea, the girl made a decision that she would regret for the rest of her life.

She used tricks to make others think she lost her virginity to Mr. Mo.

Unfortunately, the moment she took off her clothes, Mr. Mo immediately avoided her in disgust and didn't even want to touch her.

Until Mr. Mo had to marry her as his concubine due to his reputation, this man never came to her room even once.

When she was young, she complained, hated, and refused to let go. She tried every means to get a look from him.

A few years later, until Mo Xuan was born, she never saw Mr. Mo.

She hated that man for being so cruel, and hated that the lady in charge had such powerful means.

Just when she thought she was going to die alone in the small courtyard, it suddenly came out that Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo were both killed by bandits.

How old were the children at that time?Hehe, he is only 5 years old, his little figure is really pitiful.

At this time, she came out to take charge of the housework because she was grateful for the kindness of the master and his wife.

When sitting in the main seat, she simply wanted to look up to the sky and scream.

Zheng Xinyue, the home you have guarded your whole life is not mine in the end?Including your son.

Oh, children are so easy to coax. Just a few words can make them grateful and respectful to me as their biological mother.

Zheng Xinyue, I will enjoy the good life for you that you have not had time to enjoy.

The old lady came back to her senses from the memories of that year. The child has grown up, has an idea, and wants to escape from the prison.

Huh, you are self-righteous. Since you want to be successful and famous, then let him go. It just so happens that she can also have a royal status.

The couple there saw off the last wave of guests, and these people were like cats that smelled fishy odor and immediately took advantage of the situation.

Yun Shang slumped down on the chair, "Husband, I'm so tired and I don't want to eat dinner."

The voice was weak, and Mo Xuan immediately felt distressed. He walked behind the lady and massaged her shoulders.

Yun Shang hummed in comfort, never forgetting to tease her husband, "My husband's skills are pretty good. When we get old, we can open a shop to support both of us... ah..."

Mo Xuan exerted a slight force on his hand, and the man almost jumped up.

"What's the matter? Did you serve your husband well? You are my first guest, how about you enjoy yourself."

Yun Shang curled her lips, not daring to tease her anymore.

Mo Xuan's expression gradually became serious, and he specially pressed people's acupuncture points, which can make people relax.

Don't ask him how he did it, he just said it was involution.

Yun Shang was so comfortable being pressed that she almost fell asleep with her eyes wide open.

"A cup was dropped in the backyard."

Mo Xuan's voice was soft, but full of joy. As long as his nominal mother was angry, he would be happy.

Yun Shang slowly opened her eyes, with an unknown smile on her lips, "Oh, is that one finally unable to bear it anymore?"

Mo Xuan nodded, hatred welling up in his eyes. His experiences from childhood to adulthood made him hate that person.

The man thought that children were easy to handle, but it was a pity that the man didn't know about a kind of person called genius, and he couldn't understand it according to common sense. Unless such a person is killed before he grows up, he will never stand a chance again.

After more than ten years of forbearance, when the sword is unsheathed, there will be blood.