The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 448

Because Jin Yunfan secretly protected Jin Fuyun, he was not out of touch with the outside world.

But the servants and guards brought by Qing Sangu still followed her every step. She saw it with her own eyes and kept it in mind. If she couldn't get rid of Qing Sangu, she still wouldn't be free.

But Qing Sangu was smart and knew that the eldest girl would definitely punish her. In recent days, there were two powerful maids around her. She told outsiders that they were hired because there was too much work to do, but one could tell at a glance that they were experts with some skills.

The maids serving Jin Fuyun were temporarily unable to help. The maids originally in Liyang were of no help at all, so Pan Xi could only reluctantly stay by her side with three maids who originally only did chores outside the house.

She has a kind of tragic heroism, as if the death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn.

Jin Fuyun also invited a doctor to examine Pan Lan's injuries, but the doctor shook his head and said, "All the bones are broken. Even if you recover, you will still be a cripple."

This sentence extinguished Pan Lan's desire to live.

Ever since she was scolded by Qing Sangu, the eldest girl only came to visit her once, saying that she could rest assured, but how could she feel at ease?

The maids did not take good care of her and she had difficulty walking, until one day she urinated in bed and could no longer hold it in.

why?

Why did she listen to the instigation of outsiders in the mansion in the past? At that time, Jin Fuyun treated her and Pan Xi not like master and maid, but called them his own sisters. He let her instigate Song to do ridiculous things, but now this is the end.

This made her determined to die, and the maids, seeing how miserable she looked, were even less willing to clean up after her.

The food was delivered, sometimes hungry and sometimes full, and Pan Xi was very alert in front of the girl. He would come back from time to time in the evening and could only ask her, "Have you eaten? Are you feeling better today?"

Before she could elaborate, the maids called her again as if demanding her life, "The eldest lady has given orders..." Pan Xi looked exhausted and hopeless.

Seeing this, Pan Lan could only pull her aside and say a few words, "Look for a good opportunity and ask the young lady to find someone to marry."

Pan Xi was about to go to the main room, but after hearing this, she couldn't help but look up, "What are you talking about, sister? How dare I even think about this now?"

"Just beg the eldest lady, either on the farm or in the shop, and do some heavy work, but don't ask for this title in front of the eldest lady."

That’s a nice thing to say, maidservant.

What is the reality?

Pan Lan couldn't move her swollen broken leg. She thought about how she was alone, unlike Pan Xi who had her mother, father, brothers and sisters-in-law to rely on. She was bought into the mansion when she was young, so what was she worrying about now?

After Pan Xi left, a little maid got up in the middle of the night and bumped into a strange object. After lighting a candle and taking a closer look, she let out a terrifying scream.

"Sister Panlan hanged herself."

Pan Xi was keeping watch in Jin Fuyun's room. She curled up on the Hu bed, covered with a thin quilt. It was the scorching hot weather of June and July, but she was shaking so much that she couldn't fall asleep.

Hearing the sound, Pan Xi turned over and fell off the bed.

Jin Fuyun's angry voice came from inside the curtain, "What's the matter?"

Pan Xi knelt under the couch. She didn't feel any pain from the bumped knees, but the fear emanating from the bottom of her heart almost swallowed her up.

"Miss, I heard that Panlan...is gone."

Jin Fuyun paused, feeling somewhat surprised. In her previous three lives, Pan Xi and Pan Lan had been with her for two, but she had never heard them described as so vulnerable.

Look at Pan Lan, she committed suicide just because she injured her leg.

She became increasingly disgusted and whispered, "Go and see what this is all about. Don't delay, send someone to report to Aunt Qing, and see what she has done!"

Pan Xi's legs were weak and she replied with a reluctant "yes", then she covered her mouth and walked out of the main room.

The originally empty and dark courtyard was now lit up. The maids were so scared that they fled to the main room. When they saw her standing in the courtyard with disheveled clothes and messy hair, they all came over.

"Sister, we are scared, but Sister Panlan's eyes are still open."

Pan Xi suppressed her fear and sadness, scolded the maids, and hurried out to the back room to find Pan Lan's residence. At this time, there were also some women and men surrounding her outside.

Seeing her coming, they all made way for her.

"Panxi, what did the eldest girl say?"

Everyone knew that Pan Lan had her legs broken by Qing Sangu because she was helping the eldest girl to do something outside, but it had only been a few days, so why did she become so upset?

Pan Xi sent someone to report to Qing Sangu, and she bravely called two lamplighters to come in.

As soon as I opened the door, I took a breath.

Pan Lan died with her eyes open, but she had no purpose in living.

Because of her difficulty walking, she could only tie a sweat towel to the head of the kang bed, tie it into a knot, and hang her head on it, thus strangling herself to death.

Half of her tongue stuck out, her eyes were bulging and she couldn't close them. She was clearly a pretty maid in the past, neatly dressed, and she would smear lip balm from time to time. She was a girl of seventeen or eighteen, in the prime of her life.

But now, he died so miserably.

When Panxi thought of Panlan's instructions before going to bed, she burst into tears. She knelt in front of Panlan and sobbed.

Crying for the days of anxiety and Panlan's unbearable death.

She cried like a tearful person, and Qing Sangu was also called in. She entered the room, took a look, and turned back to leave. "But I saw it. If a shameless maid like this dares to commit suicide in the master's house in the future, she will not be able to dirty the master's door lintel and land. Report to the police in the morning, examine this stupid short-lived ghost, drag her to the outskirts of Beijing and burn her to death."

The maids and old women stood in front of her, with their heads lowered, not daring to speak.

Aunt Qing sneered, "If anyone dares to follow my example, tell me as soon as possible, and I, Aunt Qing, will lend a helping hand and kill you cleanly!"

Her face was full of contempt, and she didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt for killing someone.

The maids and old women were trembling with fear, not daring to vent their anger. The housekeeper serving Jin Yunfan was also called over, took a look, and told people not to move and to wait for the coroner to come and examine the body in the morning.

I went out and caught up with Qing Sangu who was leaving.

Housekeeper Zhao Jiu sighed, "Third Aunt, there has been some unrest in the mansion these past few months, since Zhu Sansuohong died in the mansion, and now there is Panlan."

Aunt Qing glanced at him sideways and said, "What are you afraid of? They are just servants with evil intentions. As long as the master is fine, you and I will be fine."

"Why are they all maids serving the young lady——"

Zhao Jiu shook his head. He had never seen so many things before. However, the young lady looked easy-going and polite. He never expected that it would be so difficult to work for her.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are not like those ignorant little maids inside. What are you speculating about? She can't figure it out herself. She has done something wrong and has no face to live. What does it have to do with the eldest lady?"

After hearing what Qing Sangu said, Zhao Jiu didn't dare to say anything more. He just waited until dawn to report to the county government in charge of their area in the capital.

Pan Lan hanged herself because she couldn't figure out the reason. After the coroner examined her, he determined that there was no sign of murder for money, so he reported the matter to his superiors and said that everything was fine.

Zhao Jiu called two servants, wrapped the firewood in a straw mat and dragged it out of the city, and sure enough, the firewood was burned clean.