People Who Wander the Heavens Teach Disciples

"There are indeed some things. I want to discuss it with my sister-in-law. Sister-in-law, please open the door and let me go in and tell you!" Fu Qingyun said

"It's so late, I'm already in bed, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to do." Mrs. Yao gestured to the maid Xiaoqing after she finished speaking.

Xiaoqing immediately knew how to blow out the candle beside him

After the candle went out, the whole room suddenly turned dark, and no matter how much Fu Qingyun shouted, he would not reply!

Chapter 290 Five: The Maid's Backstab

Looking at the silent, dark room through the wooden door, a sneer flashed across Fu Qingyun's mouth.

"Do you think it's okay to hide!"

He looked at the wooden door in front of him with gloomy eyes. Since Mrs. Yao did not eat or punish toast, he would no longer pretend to be his purpose. No matter what today, he must get this charming woman.

"Come on, knock the door open for me!"

Fu Qingyun gave an order, and the surrounding family members swarmed up.

Bang!

Under the impact of the housekeepers, the bolt broke instantly, and the door slammed open.

The moonlight shone into the room, reflecting Mrs. Yao's pale face.

"Sister Yao, didn't you say go to bed? Why are you still standing on the ground wearing clothes?!" Fu Qingyun walked into the room and looked at Madam Yao playfully.

"Fu Qingyun!" Mrs. Yao pointed at Fu Qingyun with a pale face and cursed: "You dare to break into my room in the middle of the night, what do you want to do? I am your elder brother's concubine, in your eyes But there are still human affairs!"

Facing Mrs. Yao's responsibilities, Fu Qingyun's face was light and cloudy, and he asked indifferently: "Human relations are normal?"

"Haha." A sarcastic smile crossed Fu Qingyun's face and said, "You are just a prostitute that my elder brother redeemed from the brothel. To put it mildly, you are my elder brother's concubine. A dog at will, a commodity that can be bought and sold at will!"

"And me! I am the current owner of the rich family, and also your owner. Even your life belongs to my rich family. What can you do if I break into your room now?"

Fu Qingyun looked at Madam Yao disdainfully and said, "Do you really think of yourself as my brother's main room?"

Fu Qingyun's remarks were like a sharp knife stabbing into Mrs. Yao's heart, making her face even paler and bloodless.

She knew that what Fu Qingyun said was right. Except for the rich members, the concubines of the entire rich family could not be regarded as the real masters of the rich family, except for the eldest lady who was married to the Ming media.

And according to her identity, in Fu Qingyun's eyes, she really can only be regarded as a piece of goods, a dog, Fu Qingyun can play with it as he wants.

Because he is the only owner of the rich family now, it is normal for the owner to use a dog of his own, and no one has the right to point fingers.

Even if Fu Qingyun kills her now, no one dares to say anything, because Madam Yao is the private property of the rich family, and Fu Qingyun is the owner of the rich family, so she is also her owner.

It is only natural for the owner to deal with his own property. Most people say that Fu Qingyun is cruel, and will not seek justice for Mrs. Yao.

In this feudal era, the concubine's status is one level higher than that of ordinary servants, but it is also lower than the real master, so in the real master class, concubine = servant = dog = private property that is handled casually .

According to common sense, the only people in the entire Fufu who can stop Fu Qingyun are the eldest lady and the rich member, but both of them are now dead.

Mrs. Yao thought desperately, there is no one who can save her now!

"You...don't come here!" Madam Yao, who was desperate, pointed at Fu Qingyun with sharp scissors in her hand.

Although her body couldn't help trembling nervously, her heart was still very firm, even if she died, she would not betray her lover.

Looking at the scissors in Mrs. Yao's hand, Fu Qingyun's eyes flashed with a gloomy look. He didn't expect this surnamed Yao to be so strong.

Fu Qingyun looked at Madam Yao fiercely and said, "Do you think you can escape like this?"

"Even if I let you go today, what about tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? You will fall into my hands one day!"

"Long pain is worse than short pain. You are destined to be happy under my body, so I advise you to listen to me and save so much suffering!"

"Ha!" Seeing that Fu Qingyun seemed to have settled on her expression, Mrs. Yao's look of despair in her eyes became even stronger, she chuckled disdainfully, and said, "I can't leave this place, but it doesn't mean you can't do it. Eat me!"

"I have another option!" Mrs. Yao pointed the scissors at her neck.

"If I can't escape, then I'll kill myself and you'll never get me!"

Seeing Mrs. Yao's tone of voice so decisive, Fu Qingyun frowned, things were so bad, he had become very irritable in his heart.

Gouging out Mrs. Yao fiercely with his eyes, Fu Qingyun said angrily: "You are cruel, this matter is over, I hope you will do it yourself in the future!"

After talking about Fu Qingyun's footsteps slowly stepping back, seeing Fu Qingyun getting further and further away from her, Mrs. Yao suddenly felt relieved.

And it was this slack that caused a black shadow to jump out from the side, taking the scissors from her hand at once.

"Xiaoqing, what are you doing?" Mrs. Yao looked at the maid who took her scissors in surprise and walked slowly to Fu Qingyun's side.

"Sorry, ma'am, I don't want to either, but, but they took it away..." Xiaoqing's eyes were hazy with tears, just as she was about to express her difficulty.

At this time, Mrs. Yao suddenly ran back, and she rammed into a pillar with a determined attitude, wanting to burn all the jade and stone.

It's a pity that Fu Qingyun had been prepared for a long time. As a man, he hugged Mrs. Yao one step faster than Mrs. Yao.

"Let go of me, Fu Qingyun, you bastard, let me go..."

Mrs. Yao was held in Fu Qingyun's arms and struggled non-stop, screaming in a miserable voice.

It's a pity that as a woman, how could she be able to break free from such an adult man as Fu Qingyun, Fu Qingyun's arms locked Mrs. Yao tightly like iron hoops.

Looking at the woman who was still struggling in his arms, Fu Qingyun said resentfully: "If you say I'm still a beast, then you go out and kill your husband with outsiders, what are you?"

"Isn't it better than a beast?!"