kingnovel Chapter 972 Chapter 972
Chapter 972 Chapter 972
The sounds of sneer and contempt were endless. Pan Xi lifted up her sleeves and saw that her originally fair and tender arms were covered with old scars from Liyang and new bruises from today.
She was young, but in just one year she had experienced things that others might have to experience in ten or twenty years.
When she was in her prime, who would dare to tease her like this!
Unfortunately, nothing lasts forever, and in less than a year, there were great ups and downs.
By now, several servants dared to scold and pinch her. Pan Xi knew that she had nowhere to complain about her grievances, so she could only find a secluded place and cry quietly.
But not long after, the little maid who served Jin Qi came over.
Seeing her eyes red from crying, I felt disgusted.
"Sister said you wanted to go out for a walk, but Miss Seven has been waiting for you for a long time, but you are nowhere to be seen. Miss Seven has to go to the princess's funeral now. You have been lazy in the past, so you can't do it today, right?"
The little maid's name is Xianglian.
Although she is young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, she has been with Jin Qi for three to five years and can be considered an old friend. Before Pan Xi came, Jin Qi still liked her.
But when Panxi came over, Jin Qi obviously valued Panxi more, and the maids and servants who used to follow him inevitably treated her with some neglect.
Older people don’t take it to heart.
After all, how could the seventh girl reuse someone who had fought with the eldest girl? She was just using him temporarily.
But Xianglian was different. She felt that Seventh Girl was captivated by Panxi in front of her.
It is inevitable to feel jealous.
She didn't dare to show it in front of Jin Qi, but behind Jin Qi's back, she never had a good face towards Pan Xi, and was always sarcastic.
Pan Xi knew very well that by going in front of the Seventh Girl, he was taking away someone else's good food. At first he kept his tail between his legs, but later he found that kind people are often bullied.
She simply showed her true colors and obeyed the Seventh Miss's orders. However, when her back was turned to the Seventh Miss, she was still jealous of the maids.
Others knew that she was not a good person, so they gradually distanced themselves from her.
Only Xianglian, like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger, tries every possible way to find something to hold against Panxi.
Today, she finally caught me.
In the evening, after the wake was over, Jin Qi dragged his frozen body and numb knees back into the house, and saw Pan Xi sitting on the drum stool in a daze.
She walked around the screen and came to the couch, but Pan Xi did not stand up to greet her.
Immediately, a look of displeasure appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Xianglian supported Jin Qi and whispered, "Seventh Miss, please slow down. Sister Panxi has also been wronged today."
One word immediately woke up Pan Xi.
He immediately stood up and greeted her, "Seventh Miss, you are back..."
Jin Qi chuckled, "Sister Panxi is in the room, it's warm."
Pan Xi immediately understood that the Seventh Miss was angry, and immediately knelt down to apologize, "I am such a bastard, I was thinking of making some clothes for the Seventh Miss, but I forgot the time."
After saying that, he moved half of his body aside.
There was a piece of dark green quilted fabric in the needlework basket. Jin Qi glanced at it, helped Xianglian walk to the couch, and slowly sat down.
"I have been wearing plain clothes these days, how can I wear bright red and green? Are you trying to harm me?"
Pan Xilian said he didn't dare.
She wanted to argue, but Jin Qi said, "Sister Panxi, I originally thought that you could help me, and I never hid what I was thinking from you. But now that you have returned to your hometown, you seem to be thinking about your old friends."
Pan Xi thought to himself, damn it.
After hesitating for a moment, he immediately knelt on the ground with a plop, "Miss, you misunderstood me. I don't have any old friends to think about. Miss, you have been very kind to me, so I am thinking about how to help you!"
"Oh, so that's what you think. Have you thought of it?"
Pan Xi raised her eyes and looked at Jin Qi's uncertain expression. After hesitating for a long time, she could only slowly shake her head.
"Humph!"
The hot tea stove was brought to Jin Qi, who took a sip slowly before looking up. "It seems you didn't expect this to be so difficult?"
Jin Qi did not ask Pan Xi to get up. Pan Xi lowered her head and thought for a while before saying, "Miss, the status of concubine is not nice. As a slave--"
Having said this, she paused.
Jin Qi was puzzled and impatient to be urged, "Just say it!"
Panxi glanced at the smug little maid Xianglian beside her, moved her mouth, but still didn't say anything.
"How?"
Jin Qi became even more unhappy, Pan Xi lowered her head, "Miss, if you hadn't dismissed the people around you, I would have said a few words from the bottom of my heart."
Xianglian snorted coldly when she heard this, "Sister Panxi always likes to play tricks in front of the young lady. I have been with the young lady since I was a child. Could it be that she would say nonsense?"
Pan Xi remained silent.
Jin Qi thought about the evening mourning when Jin Fuyun was supported by Shi Niang and others. She looked more and more miserable day by day, especially the redness and swelling on her cheek after being slapped by her uncle, which had been difficult to subside.
It looks pitiful, but even more creepy.
Those eyes were like spitting poison, and whoever they stared at would feel a chill on their back.
After the eldest sister-in-law said a few words, Jin Fuyun stared at her. She was so scared that even such a decent person as the eldest sister-in-law had to avoid her.
For two hours that night, no one dared to speak.
Apart from occasionally holding the coffin and crying, Jin Qi had never seen Jin Fuyun cry or shed tears, even though Princess Hong'an, Jin Fuyun's biological mother, was lying inside.
Yes, Jin Fuyun didn’t cry.
How scary is this?
Jin Qi didn't even dare to kneel beside Jin Fuyun. Ever since the general came back, the female and male relatives of the Jin family also began to keep vigil.
But according to Dalong’s custom, women are the ones who cry at the grave.
Jin Fuyun did not cry. Although other people would go to the coffin and cry for a while from time to time, compared with Jin Fuyun, it was hard to tell who was real and who was fake.
Although there was a charcoal brazier in the mourning hall, the door was wide open without any shelter. When the cold wind blew, even the ladies and mistresses, who were usually very precious, found it difficult to bear.
After finally getting through the funeral, Jin Qi returned to the room, only to find a maidservant who was happier than himself.
But there was nothing he could do, so he thought carefully and sent the maid away.
Then he said impatiently, "No one is around, you can talk now."
Pan Xi knelt down in front of Jin Qi, raised her head, and lowered her voice, "Seventh Miss, why do you insist on being a concubine? Why don't you take my place?"
When Jin Qi heard this, he became furious.
Asshole, replace it?
This damn girl said it so easily. Not to mention that she didn't dare to have such an idea before, but even if she did, what could she do?
Jin Fuyun!
The child born to my uncle and aunt is named Jin Fuyun.
And not her, the orphan daughter of the second wife, Qi Niang!
When Pan Xi looked up, she bumped into Jin Qi's gloomy face, without any gentleness. She didn't dare to hesitate any longer and said, "Young lady, you are always smart. Think carefully about this marriage of the eldest lady. How can it last long?"
When Jin Qi was about to lose his temper, he suddenly heard what Jin Qi said. He hesitated for a moment before lowering his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"