In front of the Qingfen Pavilion, seven or eight servants gathered to my mother and came over with great momentum. As soon as I arrived at the door, I was stunned.

I saw two black painted doors closed, and there was no movement in the wall, as if no one was at home.

Facing this scene, Xiang's mother noticed the questioning gazes of the servants as if they were needle-punched, and she yelled angrily on her hips.

"Luoxia, what door is closed in broad daylight? Could it be that you are doing something shameful inside? Why don't you get out and open the door quickly?"

However, as soon as she showed her power on weekdays, Luo Xia immediately became humble and respectful, but she did not show up at all. Not only did she not show up, there was no response in the huge Qingfen Pavilion.

Realizing that she was in a dilemma at this moment, Xiang's mother almost bit her teeth. She scolded the wild plant in her stomach for a thousand times and ten thousand times, and finally rolled up her sleeves.

"Go to find a stick and smash the door! Close the door in broad daylight, either a traitor or a thief. These little hoofs must do something shameful in the house. I have to catch them one of them!"

Xiang's mother's front was bulging, and there were several books that had just been found from home and her son had not had time to sell. She just hoped to take advantage of the riots and not be left at the Qingfen Pavilion, and to calm the disaster caused by her daughter and son.

However, at this command, when several servants came back soon after, they only found two sticks. Several people took turns to swing the sticks and smashed the door. They fell on the door with a ping-up. The noise was so loud that even the patent leather didn't fall off a few pieces, let alone smashing the door open.

In the Ming Dynasty, Luoxia and two little girls hid behind the door in the main room of Qingfen Pavilion, but they didn't know that Xiang's mother outside was already in trouble.

Luoxia, the oldest among them, was less than seventeen years old, and the youngest was only twelve years old. Have you ever seen such a scene?

A little girl shrank into Luoxia's arms, who was always kind, and said in a crying voice: "Sister, I'm afraid...why, let's open the door?"

"No." Luo Xia's pale face had a little more evil spirit than to lose. I don't know if it was given by Yue Qianqiu or the weak who gave up after being bullied to the extreme.

She took a deep breath and said viciously: "If you have the ability, they will break the gate of the Qingfen Pavilion and break in."

At this time, another little girl suddenly interrupted and said, "Sister, even if the door can't be opened, they can still climb the wall!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luoxia heard a sharp voice coming from outside the door: "If you can't open the door, go find a ladder. I don't believe that these little hooves can turn the sky!"

Faced with the huge movement outside, the three girls were panicked for a moment, and Luo Xia's fingernails almost fell into her palms.

She didn't know what happened to Yue Qianqiu, so she was so crazy about her mother, but after last night, she had already regarded the ninth young master as the only life-saving straw.

She was almost collapsed and desperate and took a deep breath and forced a smile to the two little girls: "If they really break in, you will push everything on me..."

Before Luo Xia could finish her words, the sound of smashing the door, footsteps, and noise suddenly came to an abrupt end, and it turned out to be dead silent.

Not knowing what happened, they couldn't help but look at each other. In the end, Luo Xia, who was a few years older, calmed down and took a deep breath and said, "Don't move in the room, I'll go out and take a look!"

Luoxia, who had tiptoed out of the house, had not yet reached the gate, but she heard a majestic voice that seemed familiar and strange.

"What are you doing?"

"Too...madam."

Luoxia took a breath of cold air, but she didn't care about her shock. She rushed to the door and looked out through the crack in the door. Her eyes suddenly fell on the middle-aged woman who was leading.

The woman was not dressed in a gorgeous dress, with no golden jade on her head, only a silver bead hairpin, a large amber sleeve shirt, a yellow pleated skirt, and a autumn-colored rosy coat on her head, and there was no expression on her dignified face. But a few beautiful girls surrounded her, but they were set off like green leaves. Isn’t they the eldest wife?

Luoxia also recognized that the one who held her hand on her right was Xiang's mother's real sister, and the mansion was often called Xiang Erniang's wife.

Xiang's surging aura seemed to be completely poured by a bucket of cold water. At this time, under the sharp eyes of the eldest wife, she couldn't help but shrink her head and couldn't speak at all.

She was like this, let alone the other servants who were called by her. I don’t know who was unable to stop her knees. For a moment, seven or eight people knelt all over the ground.

Xiang's mother finally couldn't stand any longer, so she hurriedly bowed and swallowed hard. Then she pretended to be calm and said, "Madam, I saw that the Qingfen Pavilion closed in broad daylight..."

"No need to say." The eldest lady turned her inadvertently into her mother's bulging arms, and then said lightly, "I'm not very responsible now, but I can't tolerate anyone playing a domineering role in this house under my banner. Someone came to tie her up."

Hearing the last four words, two healthy women flashed out behind the girls in red and green, and then twisted Xiang's arms left and right. They quickly tied Xiang's mother's hands and feet, and even stuffed a ball of rag into her mouth.

"Along with the lawless children in her family, each of whom is twenty boards, they will be sent to the village in the west of the city after they are beaten."

Seeing that Xiang's mother, who was still majestic just now, now she seemed to be a plague chicken and couldn't even make a sound of begging for mercy. Luoxia originally thought she would feel relieved, but her heart was up and down.

Especially when she saw the eldest lady glance at Qingfen Pavilion before leaving, she knew that the two doors blocked each other's vision and should not see her, but she still couldn't help but tremble.

She had vaguely heard that the old man married the eldest man, and that marriage was a high-ranking one. When the eldest wife passed by, she not only brought a generous dowry, but also a dozen maids, but also the support from her parents' family for the old man.

Even though the eldest wife's family is no longer a big deal to the old lady Yue, she felt so angry that she could not breathe just by looking at the eldest wife's power.

She temporarily got rid of Xiang’s mother, but the ninth prince got into trouble with the eldest wife. Is it worth it?

When Qingcao hurried back to Hemingxuan, it was already half an hour later. He was sweating profusely, his hair was a little scattered, and he looked breathless.

She glanced at Yue Qianqiu with an unprecedented awe, changed her avoidance of snakes and scorpions a few days ago, walked to Yue Qianqiu and bent her knees carefully.

"Ninth Young Master, Xiang's family will be sent to the eldest wife's dowry farm tomorrow. The books here in Hemingxuan are missing..."

Yue Qianqiu then raised his head and said indifferently: "Grandpa told Uncle Ying a few days ago that it should be replaced with a batch of books in the study room, and if there are fewer, there will be fewer."

The implication is that no one said, how did grandpa know? But you have to make up for it...

Qingcao forced a smile, but felt relieved.
Chapter completed!