C10

In the next few days, Xiuying would spend the rest of the day training by Shen Junxiao's side and spend the rest of the time with Mrs Feng. She would even squeeze into bed with her at night. Mrs Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her sudden sticking to him. She also thought that she was scared when she fell down the fake mountain.

That day, the girl washed Xiuying's feet. Xiuying sat on the bed, leaning against the bright red pillow as she read.

She was curled up in a ball on the bed, the book almost covering her head. When Mrs Feng saw this, she smiled and sat on the edge of the bed. "You've only recognised a few words and you're even reading a book. Don't tell me our family is going to produce a female top scholar?"

Being teased by her mother, Xiuying had a dejected look on her face. She put her hand on Third Uncle's hand and said, "You can laugh at your daughter. I don't want to see Third Uncle do his homework tomorrow either."

Mrs Feng looked down and saw that it was a book of poems. She smiled and said, "I think you, Third Uncle, are going to cultivate you to be a female top scholar."

Her mother was so smart, how could she not understand what she meant? She wanted her to talk to Third Uncle and see if she could avoid it. It wasn't that she couldn't memorize it, but she had read too many books and had forgotten about them. She hadn't read this book of poems since she was ten years old.

Where can I remember?

Mrs Feng pretended not to understand her daughter's words and returned the book to her hand. Mrs Feng's gentle expression immediately darkened when the sound of a servant girl calling the master came from outside.

Xiuying naturally saw the change in her mood and pursed her lips. She had never been able to figure out why her mother's relationship with her father was so stiff. In her memories, her father had never stayed over with her mother. "Fortunately, her mother was capable and was in charge of the family. Otherwise, Aunt Cui would have bullied the mother and daughter to death.

Mrs Feng's face was sullen as she caressed Xiuying's smooth little face. "Watch for a while longer. Mother will go out for a bit." As he spoke, he stood up and left.

Master Shen was sitting in the main hall, and the girl served him tea. He was very sharp, even when soaking in the water, he could still see her sharp point. Mrs Feng blessed him.

Master Shen raised his head. The woman in front of him had a cold expression on her face. She was different from the tea leaves; she was always sharp when facing him. She was clearly so beautiful, so why did she have such a cold demeanor?

The two of them did not speak for a while. After a good meeting, Master Shen was the first to speak: "Did little girl Ying fall asleep?"

"He's reciting." Mrs Feng said indifferently.

Master Shen was a bit annoyed. Every time she spoke, she wouldn't even say a word of alms. His face showed a trace of patience, "I have been quite busy in recent days. Little girl Ying Ying, are you feeling better now?"

It's about falling off a rockery.

It had already been four or five days. Mrs Feng sneered in her heart. At this moment, he remembered, "It was just a bit of a grievance."

Master Shen's expression turned even more unsightly. Mrs Feng was blaming him for pleading for mercy on behalf of his second daughter, but the back of his hand was full of flesh, and his second daughter usually surrounded him more. Naturally, he would be biased.

He paused for a moment before saying, "The pitiful girl has already been punished. Her aunt has also been imprisoned her for the past few days. Why do you have to go against a little child?"

Mrs Feng's expression turned even gloomier when she saw his gaze. She then sneered, "If Yaoyao were to push Shen Xiulian away, Master's attitude would be the same."

"Mrs Feng!"

How could Master Shen not hear her ridicule? He shouted lightly, but when he saw her sharp gaze, he did not feel short of breath. He had heard from Old Madame Shen that his second daughter intentionally pushed her eldest daughter to go down. If it wasn't for Shen Junxiao, perhaps her eldest daughter really would have had something.

He knew that he could not blame Mrs Feng for this, so he coughed twice and said, "I heard from my colleagues that jewelry was dropped all over the house. Tomorrow, I will let the shopkeeper pass so that he can give some to Miss Ying."

With some broken gold and silver as compensation, how could Mrs Feng not know what he was thinking? She still didn't give him face. Master Shen also felt that it was too much for him to sit down. He said what he had come to say, "I will invite a few of my friends over for a poetry meet the next day. Their madam will also come. I'm sure Noble Heir Yongping will come as well. You should prepare."

"Sure enough, you never come here for no reason." Mrs Feng replied with a cold face.

Master Shen stood up and looked at Mrs Feng's delicate face under the candlelight. It had almost been ten years, and the passage of time didn't seem to have left any traces on her face. In this rather dark layer, her face even emitted a faint light, and her skin was as tender as a young girl's.

Master Shen felt a surge of impulse. He recalled the moment he got her, she cried like the rain under his body, giving him the feeling of having his bones corroded and his soul destroyed. He was afraid that he would never be able to forget her beauty.

His Adam's apple moved and there was a strange light in his eyes. Mrs Feng saw that he stood up and didn't move. She raised her head to look at him. When she saw his eyes looking at her with such passion, her stomach filled with acid and her chest felt so stuffy that she wanted to vomit.

"Cloud Zither …" Master Shen couldn't help but call out to her and took a step towards her.

Mrs Feng stood up and pushed him away.

With this forceful push, Master Shen touched the handle of the chair, which also pushed him back from his thoughts. When he met Mrs Feng's gaze filled with hatred, bitterness emerged from his mouth before he turned around and left in a sorry state.

If it was any other woman who dared to disobey him, he would definitely punish her ruthlessly. However, this person was Mrs Feng, and he could not do that. He was only at the fourth rank now because of her. He couldn't touch this woman even if he wanted to.

Master Shen could not wait any longer. The evil fire on his body burned brighter and brighter. He immediately turned around and walked towards Aunt Cui's courtyard.

Aunt Cui had just finished washing her hair. She laid on the brick bed lazily as she let the maidservants wring it out for her. She was only wearing a loose jacket. Master Shen entered the room and saw her slightly open her mouth. Under the light of the lamp, he could see a piece of snowy muscle.

The girls squatted down to bow and were chased away by Master Shen with a wave of his hand. Then, without a word, he pressed Aunt Cui down on the brick bed. Seeing that her face was like a peach blossom, half pushing and half pushing, then her eyes blurred as she moaned higher and higher, Master Shen also sunk into his love affairs, suddenly mumbling something in his excitement.

Aunt Cui stiffened for a moment before closing her eyes, allowing the people on her body to do whatever they wanted. The hatred in his heart was like a surging tide, accumulating more and more!

When Mrs Feng returned to the inner room, Xiuying had already fallen into a deep sleep and the book had fallen to the side. Mrs Feng smiled helplessly and handed the book to Xin Mei. Xin Mei whispered, "We servants don't dare to touch her easily. As soon as we get close to her, we will open our eyes."

Mrs Feng nodded. These days, she had also noticed that her daughter seemed to be very anxious. She would wake up whenever someone approached her, and would often hesitate to speak to her. Only when she was in front of him would he be able to sleep soundly in peace. He reckoned that he was truly frightened that day and had even laughed for the past few days.

Her daughter didn't want to worry her.

Mrs Feng's heart ached even more for Xiuying. She gently shifted Xiuying and covered her with a blanket. He thought about how energetic his daughter had been when she saw Brother Xiang.

Perhaps, she really wanted to consider the matter of carrying Brother Xiang to her side.

Mrs Feng wanted to sit under the window, but the yard was very quiet. From time to time, insects would chirp. She called out to Xin Mei, "Go and see if Aunt Wang has slept. If not, ask her to come over."

About a quarter of an hour later, Aunt Wang walked towards Mrs Feng's courtyard under the light of her lantern.

The commotion from Aunt Cui's side continued for less than an hour. After Aunt Cui bathed again, her trusted daughter, Su Xue, would occasionally look into the inner room. Aunt Cui tilted her head and looked at Master Shen, who was snoring. She quietly left the room and listened to Su Xue's report.

"The girl from Aunt Wang's courtyard said that Madam called her over in the middle of the night and spoke for a good fifteen minutes."

Aunt Cui rolled her eyes and replied coldly. "OK, I will go back and sit by the bed." She placed her hand on her abdomen for a long time, then clenched her fist, letting out an unknown laugh.