The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1393

"Of course not."

After Xiao Bei explained, and considering that there were indeed maids in the bedroom, Xiao Yinxiu finally calmed down. At the end, she earnestly advised Xiao Bei, "If you gentlemen want to accomplish great things, you must not follow the example of the fourth brother in these trivial matters at home. The fourth brother is now completely controlled by his wife. His aunt is useless, and my sister-in-law and I cannot overstep our bounds. But in the end, he will be dragged down by his wife who cannot bear children."

"Elder sister, be careful with your words. Guanzhou is not even twenty years old yet. There's no need to rush these things."

Since they were brothers, Xiao Yinxiu didn't hide anything and told them about Song Guanzhou's health. "Fourth brother kept it from the family, but Doctor Zhao's prescriptions have to go through the family's herbal medicine storeroom. He said that the disease has damaged the root of the disease and there is no hope."

Xiao Bei returned to Biluozhai, feeling a heavy weight on his heart.

He wanted to say a few words to his wife, but then felt it was inappropriate, so he swallowed his words. Since he wasn't leaving, he decided to stay. He sent two servants he had brought from the Xiao family, gave them twenty taels of silver, and sent them to Jiangzhou to report back.

“Tell the two ladies that everything is in the Duke’s mansion and that they need not worry.”

"Yes."

As Ren Dong entered the courtyard, she heard Xiao Bei and his wife giving instructions. She stood at a distance and waited for the servants to come out and greet her before going in.

"How is your appetite today, young mistress? Are you still vomiting?"

Zhang Fanghui took Ren Dong's arm, smiled and shook her head, "The prescription that your young mistress thoughtfully sent is actually to my liking, and I've felt a little better these past two days."

I used to think that honeysuckle's scarred face was a bit unsightly, but now that I've gotten used to it, I don't think it's so bad.

"It's good that it works. The young mistress sent this servant to ask specifically if there are any ingredients that are not to her liking. When Miss Sun comes to the mansion this afternoon, we will ask if there are any improved recipes."

"Good girl, you've improved a lot these past two days, no need to worry. But Miss Sun, did you come to have Guanzhou's dressing changed?"

Honeysuckle nodded.

"They say that Doctor Sun asked his master for a good medicine to see if it could speed up the recovery."

"Amitabha, get well soon. I'm so worried about your young mistress who walks so fast on crutches every day."

The two, mistress and servant, chatted and laughed for a while before Zhang Fanghui asked the reason for their visit. Ren Dong pointed in the direction of Longen Temple and said, "The young mistress said she is going to offer incense tomorrow. The eldest young mistress, the cousin, and the second young lady will all go. Madam Mei from the second branch of the family thought that she had not been to Longen Temple this year, so she might as well go together."

"If we go to Mrs. Mei's side, I'm afraid my sister-in-law and younger sister will go along as well."

The second branch of the family is quite large, unlike the Duke's mansion, which is small and scattered, and you could probably pull them out with one hand.

"Mrs. Mei has many happy events this year, with several of her daughters getting married. When she visited my young mistress a while ago, she mentioned that it's rare for the girls to have such peace and quiet after their marriages, so she decided to bring them along. Everything is up to Mr. Hua and his wife to arrange; all we need to do is send them."

So Ren Dong came to invite her. Zhang Fanghui thought about it and wanted to refuse, but then she thought that staying at home every day was quite boring.

"Good maid, do you know if your young master's wife has gone?"

Ren Dong slowly shook her head, her eyes filled with regret. "The young master's wife said she was too busy with trivial matters to go." Her words were anything but pleasant; Xiao Yinxiu's tone was sarcastic, leaving Ren Dong with no choice but to lower her head and listen obediently.

Even so, Xiao Yinxiu was still not happy.

“Pearl, I’ve never seen you serve me so diligently in the past. Now you’re pouring your heart out to the fourth son’s family. It’s true that your young mistress is more capable than me.”

Honeysuckle, her face scarred, whispered, "I wouldn't dare. It's all my fault for being so useless; my face is burned like this..."

Yo!

Xiao Yinxiu glanced at Shuangyue's freshly painted nails and said slowly, "So, what about calling you back now?"

Honeysuckle suddenly felt a chill on her back.

She appeared timid, "The Crown Prince's wife is surrounded by such finery; I fear that my appearance here would only embarrass her. I know the Crown Prince's wife is kind to me, but alas, I am so unworthy..."

As he spoke, he hunched his shoulders and bent his back.

Xiao Yinxiu looked up at her thin body, and the pockmarked face still disgusted her. She waved her hand listlessly and sneered, "Fine, I know you can't bear to part with your young mistress, and I won't be the bad guy. As for burning incense and praying to Buddha, I have too many things to do. Tell your young mistress that she's not feeling well and should take it easy."

"Thank you for your concern, Madam. I will inform the young mistress."

"Just don't speak ill of me. I hate that she's useless. Now that the old lady in the manor is eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist prayers, she's relaxed the rules. This is a public mansion, not some small family. If she wanted to, she should take good care of her health and give the fourth prince a son or daughter as soon as possible. If she doesn't think about herself, she should at least think about the fourth prince."

Honeysuckle could only agree to each and every one of them.

Huan-ge'er burst in after school, his childish voice cutting off his mother's words, "Why do you worry so much, Mother? Fourth Aunt is an adult, not like Huan-ge'er."

Xiao Yinxiu was always kind to her youngest son. She pinched his little nose and said softly, "I know you love your fourth aunt the most, but you don't like her giving you a younger brother?"

Huan Ge'er shook his head.

"Since she gave birth to him, whether it's a younger brother or a younger sister, Huan'er will treat him well. Even if Si's aunt didn't give birth to him, Huan'er will still take care of Si's aunt just like he took care of his mother."

Good guy!

You eat and drink my food, but what are you going to do to take care of my mortal enemy in his old age and see him to his death?

Xiao Yinxiu couldn't even get angry at her own child, but seeing honeysuckle only increased her disgust, and she waved it away.

When the honeysuckle came out and the hot wind blew, I realized my back was soaked with sweat.

If it were truly the Crown Prince's wife who wanted her, I'm afraid even the Fourth Young Mistress wouldn't be able to protect her. If she returned to the Crown Prince's courtyard, let alone doing any respectable work, she probably wouldn't even get the chance to do menial tasks like sweeping.

At that point, even a maid could trample on her; how would she survive?

Suppressing her panic, she returned to Shaohua Garden. When Song Guanzhou saw her and asked her questions, she only said that the young master's wife was not going. Song Guanzhou did not think much of it and thought it was better that she was not going.

If Xiao Yinxiu's gloomy face were to appear before Buddha, even the clay statues of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas would probably come to life with anger.

"Did I make things difficult for you?"

Song Guanzhou's casual concern warmed Ren Dong's heart. She said softly, "The young master's wife just doesn't like my face, but she hasn't said anything else."

"It's better if she doesn't like it. If she does, then all your efforts will have been in vain."

Song Guanzhou inquired about the details of Ren Dong's injury, and Lianhua and Hehua, along with a few other old women, also asked around. They learned that Ren Dong had once been a maidservant favored by Pei Chen.

Despite persistent pleading and cajoling, Xiao Yinxiu remained unmoved.

Caught between these two, one can only imagine what kind of life Ren Dong was going through. Sure enough, Xiao Yinxiu disregarded their childhood friendship and directly arranged for her to marry a sickly boy from the estate.

If he hadn't been disfigured, he wouldn't have been able to enter this government office.

Alas! In this era, it is truly difficult for women to make a living.