"What a bold slave, I dare to call myself in front of my master. Is this the rule of the Qingping Marquis' Mansion?" Luo Ying shouted softly, although the voice was not loud, but it was loud.

"What's wrong with the girl? Is there anyone who ruined her reputation in her mansion like this?"

How could Aunt Sun admit defeat in front of Luo Ying? The old lady didn't care about Luo Ying at all. If it weren't for the troublesomeness of King Ling, how could she send someone to pick her up? She went back alone and let the Sixth Girl do whatever she wanted.

If she didn't educate Luo Ying on Miss Six, she would really treat herself as a lady. Even if she was a real lady, so what if the master's wife didn't like it, she was just a wild girl in the countryside.

"It's not that the lady wants to smear his mansion. It's really because you, a foolish slave, are you. There is no slave in the world who dares to call yourself me in front of your master!"

Shang'er has always been afraid of this aunt Sun. When she was serving the girl in the mansion, she was beaten by Aunt Sun with thin bamboo strips countless times, but she couldn't bear it when she bullied the girl.

"You slut, you dare to be arrogant in front of me, it's just a dog's power." When Aunt Sun was slandering and scolding Shang'er, she looked at Luo Ying, and did not dare to stretch out her hand to Luo Ying's mouth, but dared to hit Shang'er. She stepped forward angrily and stretched out her hand, but was caught by Luo Ying.

Aunt Sun didn't want a little girl to have such strength. She felt very painful when she held her wrist, but she couldn't break free. She blushed and was about to argue, but Luo Ying said coldly: "Don't need others to destroy the Qingping Marquis Mansion. With a slave like you, it's enough to destroy the reputation of the Qingping Marquis Mansion!"

"Girl, be gentle, you've hurt me." When Aunt Sun saw someone coming to burn incense, she immediately pretended to be begging for mercy, hoping that Luo Ying, who had already had a vicious reputation, would have a worse reputation. She said again, "I am old and cannot withstand such torture from the girl."

Aunt Sun, who was still majestic just now, suddenly became a poor man who was bullied by his master and dared not speak.

"As the master, you must protect your girl!" Luo Ying did not give in at all. When Aunt Sun showed off her power, there was no one in the temple. She sneered, "You claimed that I was first in front of the master, and you were angry and embarrassed and wanted to hold the shanger's mouth behind you. A slave like you really makes people wonder whether you have a grudge against the Qingping Marquis Mansion, and deliberately let everyone see that the slaves in the Qingping Marquis Mansion are so unruly!"

After saying that, he threw away his hand.

"What a clever girl!" Aunt Sun touched her wrist that was so painfully held, and looked at everyone and said, "What's the point of not being guilty of being a crime? How dare I call myself in front of the girl?"

"Amitabha." A middle-aged nun with a kind face walked out with a Buddhist bead in her hand and said to Aunt Sun, "This donor, Pomni just heard you call me in front of this lady."

"You are still a Buddhist, so you dare to talk nonsense." Aunt Sun pointed to the nun and said something bad.

The nun shook his head and sighed, "Mencius will not lie."

At this moment, people burning incense kept gathering around. They couldn't tell which one was right or wrong, but when they saw the nuns coming out to prove Luo Ying, they all stood on Luo Ying's side.

At this time, a girl in yellow clothes about fourteen or fifteen years old walked out of the temple: "I can also prove to this girl that this traitorous slave has put on airs as soon as she comes." After saying that, she glared at Aunt Sun angrily, "I don't know, I thought this aunt was the serious master."

If my mother hadn't been afraid of causing trouble and refused to let her come out, she would have come out to teach this old fool slave a lesson.

Luo Ying didn't expect that there was a kind-hearted girl who was willing to speak for her, nodded at her, nodded with a smile, and the girl in yellow smiled back.

Someone whispered: "This slave is not a good thing at first glance, otherwise how dare you be so arrogant in front of your own lady."

"Who is this girl? She said it was from the Qingping Marquis Mansion. I don't seem to have seen such a lady in the Qingping Marquis Mansion." Someone asked in confusion.

"Have you ever heard of such a rumor that Luo Yue from the Luo family is a fake lady, who is not born in the Marquis's wife at all, but the real lady was fostered by the Luo family to the countryside."

"How is that possible? Who doesn't love their own girl, but loves other people's girls?"

"The world is so great that there are all kinds of wonders. Who knows what they think?"

"I heard that the real lady was kicked out of the house because she was a vicious person."

"Don't swear!" Shang'er was moved when she saw Luo Ying protecting herself. When someone slandered her girl, she rushed to defend herself, "My girl was not seven years old when she left the Qingping Marquis' Mansion. How could she be vicious? It was obvious that someone deliberately slandered and framed her."

"Yes, how vicious can a girl under seven years old be able to go..."

"Oh, it seems that the Qingping Hou Mansion is really an unruly family. Otherwise, how could he abandon his biological daughter for so many years? Now he still sends such evil slaves to pick them up..."

“…”

The discussions fluctuated and fell.

Aunt Sun stood there with an old face blushing. What's going on? She wanted to give Luo Ying a warning as soon as she met, but why did she get a disadvantage? She stood here and was criticized by everyone. She also criticized Miss Six and the entire Qingping Marquis Mansion.

She straightened her back without admitting defeat and said to everyone: "Our Qingping Hou Mansion is the most regular family, and you cannot tolerate random arrangements."

"Oh?" Luo Ying raised her eyebrows, "Since she understands the rules, then do her duty as a servant."

"What the girl taught me is." In front of everyone, Aunt Sun had to lower her head, otherwise she would not know what kind of criticism it would cause.

"Also, I heard that the old lady is dedicated to the Buddha. Since she asked you to pick her up, she must have prepared enough money for indulgence and oil, right?"

“…uh, yes.”

It’s impossible to say that the old lady is determined to be Buddha, and she is reluctant to give money to indulge in sesame oil. If such words are spread, wouldn’t the old lady lose all her face?

Finally, Aunt Sun swallowed her anger, paid the money, and lost her face, and hurt her inner self. She was thinking about how to win the game back along the way.
Chapter completed!