The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

At the middle of the Chou hour, Tang Zhongbai returned to Yuzhaoyuan and went straight into the ear room.

There were two more maids in the ear room, they were my eldest sister-in-law's personal maids Chunhong and Qiuzi. Xiaohong and Nanny Jiang were not there.

Jiang Muxia stayed by the bed, dozing off with his hand on his cheek.

Qinghong's fever has subsided and his breathing has become even.

Chunhong stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Second Master, Qinghong just woke up, and Nanny Jiang said that her life is safe. We just need to watch over her here, and you can persuade Second Lady to go back to her room and rest."

Chunhong thought of the first words she said after waking up, "I'm sorry, I didn't protect the lady well."

Her voice couldn't help but choke with sobs. That night, she and Qiu Zi were going to go with them, but the eldest lady said that the road was difficult to travel due to the snow, so she and the eldest master went and came back quickly, and the two of them stayed at home to look after the children.

If they were there, would things have turned out well? Or would they have died at the hands of the thieves?

In the end, it was Qinghong who alone bore all the suffering.

Since she risked her life to save the lady, they also had to take good care of her.

Tang Zhongbai stepped forward and picked up Jiang Muxia. She trembled and suddenly opened her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Be good, it's okay, Qinghong is fine, let's go back to the room and sleep."

Jiang Muxia nodded, nestled her head in his arms, and let her carry her out of the ear room.

She fell asleep quickly, but her sleep was not very peaceful, and she twitched from time to time. Tang Zhongbai could only hold her in his arms, patting her back with his hands, and comforting her from time to time.

The next morning, the snow was still falling heavily, with no wind. When I went out, I saw a vast expanse of white, the pure white color hurting my eyes.

A girl in purple clothes and a plain jacket and skirt stumbled into Yuzhaoyuan, entered the ear room, hugged Qinghong and burst into tears.

Chunhong and Qiuzi were unable to pull her away no matter what they did, so they had to give up trying to persuade her, "She has no worries about her life, even if..., isn't there hope for her if she is still alive?"

Is there hope as long as she is alive? She has become disabled, what should she do in the future? Why is her life so miserable?

As soon as Jiang Muxia lifted the curtain and came in, the master and servant looked at each other with tears in their eyes.

Qinghong had woken up and was looking at them with a pale face and a smile.

"Don't cry, I'm fine. I'm glad that the two ladies are fine. As slaves, we should share the worries of our masters. Sister Qingyun, I'm so amazing. I was stabbed so many times and I'm still alive. Everyone says that after suffering comes happiness. Do you think I'm just waiting to enjoy happiness in the future?"

Chunhong and Qiuzi couldn't help but turn their backs to her as they listened to her light-hearted words, their shoulders shaking violently.

Jiang Muxia sat down on the edge of the bed, touched her pale little face with a wry smile, suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked Qingyun.

"How did you know that Qinghong was in trouble?"

The incident happened last night, and no one except the Tang family knew about it. It was snowing heavily, and the streets were deserted. Who spread the news of the assassination?

"I heard it from a servant. He was out shopping and heard people on the street say it. I asked him specifically, and he told me that someone saw the fight last night, and spread the gossip this morning when he went to a teahouse to drink tea. Then it spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and finally it spread to the market." Qingyun felt that something was wrong, so she told him everything she knew. "I asked the doorman, Uncle Lin, and then I learned that Qinghong..."

"Go back immediately. I suspect Aunt Cui is using this as an excuse to get you away. They want to take action against Liu Qinghe, otherwise how could a servant have passed on the message to you?"

Qingyun heard this and showed a hint of annoyance. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Madam, Madam Liu is such a dull person, and Tang Yi has trampled her underfoot, but she still comes to her house every day to ask about her well-being. She is scolded every time, but she doesn't care at all and continues to look for her next time. I can't stand it. What man can be interested in such a woman? She has no backbone at all. Can I not go back?"

"No." Jiang Muxia also looked down on Liu Qinghe's weak character, but she couldn't just leave it alone, "Just think of it as helping me, okay?"

"Well..., let me go with you this time. If she doesn't repent at all, you don't have to stay with her."

She told Qinghong to have a good rest, and gave some instructions to Chunhong and Qiuzi. Then she took Qinghong to Tang Yi's house in Yingchunfang in the north of the city.

Someone had cleared the snow on the main road in the capital, and Tang Si drove his carriage into the north of the city, where he met Liu Qingyuan who was walking on the street. When he heard that he was going to Tang Yi's house, he immediately jumped on the carriage and went with him.

Liu Qingyuan lowered his voice and asked Tang Si, "I heard that someone in the mansion was attacked. Is everyone okay?"

"It's okay." Tang Si didn't want to say more.

Tang Yi's family was not much different from ordinary people's families except that the courtyard was a little bigger. The eldest son of the family was an official in the government, and there were only two illegitimate sons in the family, who were minor officials in the government. The family's daily expenses were met by a few shops that could barely make ends meet and two or three small farms.

Therefore, there were not many servants in the mansion. Except for the courtyard of Tang Yi's biological mother, other masters only had one personal maid and two people in charge of cleaning, and there were no extra people.

Four people got out of the car and tied it up at the door. The doorman came to chase them away when he saw what was happening.

"Take the carriage away quickly, otherwise..."

"How else?" Tang Si stepped forward and drew the long sword from his waist, and asked sternly, "I am the guard of the third branch of the Tang family in Chenglefang in the west of the city. This is my second wife. Do you still want to stop me?"

When the doorman heard the words 'Tang Family Third Branch', he was startled and quickly made way, "I am a little dog who looks down on you. Please come in, sir."

Qingyun led the way and walked towards Yilanyuan where Liu Qinghe was.

His courtyard wall was tall and magnificent, but I didn't expect the house inside to be old, the corridor was shabby, and the skylight could be seen everywhere. The walls between the courtyards were low, and the flowers, plants and trees were only left with bare branches. There was no green anywhere along the way. I don't know if it was pressed in the snow, or it was just a desolate place.

"Madam, be careful with your steps. The road ahead is full of potholes and no one has cleaned it." Qinghong supported her, and they walked forward with difficulty on the thick snow.

Liu Qingyuan frowned. After all, there were servants in the house, but no one cleaned up.

From afar, you can hear the sounds of quarreling, fighting, scolding, crying and shouting. The sounds are sometimes high and sometimes low, and it is very lively.

"Oh no, my wife really guessed it right."

The four of them quickened their pace, and Liu Qingyuan even ran towards the Yilan Courtyard in front. He kicked the gate open, and the sight of what he saw made his blood boil, and he rushed towards the woman who was pointing fingers.

When Jiang Muxia arrived, Aunt Cui had been kicked against the wall by Liu Qingyuan with all her strength and fell to the ground. She was lying on the ground, looking at An Tangyi pitifully with tears in her eyes.

This morning she finally found an opportunity to send Qingyun away. As soon as they left, she stuffed two taels of silver into the gatekeeper's pocket.

She couldn't wait to go to the study and cry to Tang Yi about the injustice she had suffered these days. The two of them had similar interests and put all the blame on Liu Qinghe.

First, Aunt Cui deliberately came to the house to provoke, not only scolding Liu Qinghe and beating the child. She also had someone call Tang Rong over, and except for the third child who was still in swaddling clothes, she dragged all the adults and children out to stand in the yard. She made them wear thin clothes and set rules in the snow on the grounds that the mother and the three of them were disrespectful to their stepmother and unsympathetic to their younger siblings.

Jiang Muxia was furious when she heard the third child, Tang Yichen, crying until his voice was hoarse.

In her previous life, she raised this child as her own, married him a wife, and watched him have children.