Remarry the Farmer

When Mother Zhao came in, Wang Xiushu had already finished her makeup. When she saw Mother Zhao's behavior, Wang Xiushu hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with Mother Zhao?"

"Madame, Madam Eight is here." Mother Zhao said. Mrs. Eight? That Fenger? Wang Xiushu's heart tightened. Feng'er's maid died in her well last night. She came to Qingfengyuan again today. Is this just a coincidence? Wang Xiushu didn't believe it, and sighed. It seems that her leisure time is over.

In the Qingfeng Courtyard, Feng'er sat in the upper seat, and saw Wang Xiushu walk in and carefully looked at the people in front of her. Wang Xiushu didn't know who was in Pingnanhou's mansion.

Coming from the countryside with Ruan Tianqi, she, who has no wealth, sat on the position of the head of the Pingnan Hou Mansion. Seeing me, Feng'er was naturally disappointed. I thought that Wang Xiushu would have such a means to affirm the beauty of a country like a fairyland. This Wang Xiushu looks like a fairyland but has no looks like a fairyland. In terms of looks, she is slightly inferior to her.

Feng'er came with an imposing manner and smiled: "I have seen Mrs. Young. Yesterday, my body was cold. My maid, Dian'er, came to Qingfengyuan for me to visit Mrs. Young. My girl has never returned. I I want to come and ask, is Dian'er in the mansion of the young lady?"

It turned out to be for someone. Wang Xiushu smiled softly, calling for tea for Feng'er. But seeing Feng'er sitting on the main seat and not giving in, Wang Xiushu did not have the same knowledge as her, sitting aside elegantly tasting tea: "I haven't seen Madam No. 8's maid, when did she come?"

"Noon." Feng'er replied. She looked at Wang Xiushu, but saw that Wang Xiushu's expression was not flustered, and even a little surprised. It seemed that she had never seen her maid. She sneered in her heart. Pretending to be true.

"At that time, I was playing chess with Er Ye in the mansion. If Madam No. 8's maid really came, I would know if Madam No. 8's maid was lost in Pingnanhou's mansion?" Wang Xiushu said.

The eighth wife Wang Xiushu really didn't care about it. Ruan Juan has many girls who share the house, and only this Fenger suddenly jumped out and became the eighth wife. Presumably Ruan Juan really loved the eighth wife.

"Second Lord?" The corner of Feng'er's mouth moved. "I heard that the young master was fighting abroad, and you invited a man to your Qingfengyuan. What kind of place do you think this Pingnanhou Mansion is, can you tolerate your mess?"

Hong Xiu just wanted to speak out for his wife. This Feng'er was too rude. As soon as he entered the house, he took the seat of the master. This is the place where the master of Qingfengyuan sits when he is waiting for guests. How can she sit now? She was full of nonsense and slandered Madam, how could the identity of Madam and Second Master be insulted by a actor?

"The Eighth Madam came to my place just to humiliate Xiushu? You are the wife of Lord Hou, and I would call you auntie. I hope Madam Eight will stop talking nonsense in my mansion when thinking about her current identity, otherwise..." Wang Xiushu's His eyes became sharp, and he said, "I will tell the old lady about your nonsense in the mansion and ask the old lady to decide."

"You!" Feng'er's beautiful features gave birth to a trace of anger. She was not a wealthy person at first, and she wandered around with the troupe and suffered a lot.

She finally reached the precious branch of Pingnan Hou Mansion. She wanted to make good use of it, but when she thought that Wang Xiushu was married to a young and promising young master with the same low status as her, but she could only serve an age and An old man as old as her father, this is how she can equal her feelings.

Feng'er had a relationship with Ruan Tianqi on the stage. Ruan Tianqi's handsome face and extraordinary aura made her unforgettable. However, Ruan Tianqi's father regarded her as a tongfang girl, which made her feel resentful towards Wang Xiushu.

"Is there anything else from Madam Eight? If you haven't asked you to leave me." Wang Xiushu naturally didn't have a good tone for Feng'er. Last night, her maid died in the well of the Qingfengyuan. Today, she went to the mansion to beg someone. There must be something strange about it. Maybe this Fenger directed and acted all of this by herself.

"Well, you Wang Xiushu! You will remember it!" Feng'er snorted coldly, and walked away.

Wang Xiushu frowned and said nothing. She knew that Feng'er was coming so aggressively that it must be a bad one. But she still doesn't know what medicine is sold in Feng'er's gourd. She and Feng'er have never seen each other before, why does she have such a powerful hatred for herself?

Feng'er was wandering in the back garden angrily. Her maid, Deng'er, was given to her by her master pitying her when she was a maid in the house, but now she is missing inexplicably, how can she not be in a hurry. This Wang Xiushu himself never provoke her, so why detained his maid in her courtyard. Feng'er, who had suffered a loss at the Qingfengyuan, was full of sadness.

"Why is my sister here?" A gentle female voice appeared behind Feng'er. Feng'er looked back and saw Xiao Liu walking towards her with a smile. Feng'er swept away his sadness and greeted him with a smile.

"Sister." Feng'er held Xiaoliu's hand, she was full of trust in Xiaoliu's. Since she became Ruan Ju'an's eighth wife, several other ladies have spoken coldly about her, only Xiaoliu's kindness to her , She knew that although Xiaoliu was the daughter of Wangmen, she had always been a concubine and was not reused, so she naturally cherished this Xiaoliu.

"I heard what you said yesterday and sent someone to Qingfengyuan to please this Wang Xiushu, but my girl Dian'er hasn't returned yet. It must be Wang Xiushu's detention." At this point, Feng'er's eyes were moist. Tears Yingying is extremely pitiful.

Xiaoliu laughed in his heart, but frowned on his face, took up the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her eyes, and whispered: "Sister, don't worry, there must be some misunderstanding," Xiaoliu said, "Sister go first Ask the old lady, the old lady will definitely be the master for her sister and find your maid."

Feng'er nodded, she trusted Xiaoliu's words very much: "Feng'er knows, thank you for your sister's reminder, I will report to the old lady.

Feng'er hurried to Heming Hall after saying this, Xiao Liu's smile raised behind her. This Feng'er just entered this Hou Mansion and has no knowledge of the depth, which is too good to deceive. She wanted Feng'er and Wang Xiushu to have a rift, and the snipe and clam would fight for the fisherman's profit.

After lunch, the man next to the old lady came to invite Wang Xiushu to Hemingtang. Wang Xiushu naturally knew what was going on, and the wicked Feng'er might have already filed a complaint with the old lady. While he was not afraid of the shadow leaning, Wang Xiushu replied plainly, "I know, Xiushu will go now." Calling people to come and change their outfits to go to the Heming Hall.

The old lady was sitting in the main seat, and Feng'er with an aggrieved expression stood beside her. Wang Xiushu was supported by the red sleeve into the hall and saluted: "Xiushu has seen the old lady."

"Xiushu, come and sit down." The old lady called for a chair at Wang Xiushu's feet, and Wang Xiushu nodded and sat down.

"Xiu Shu, I heard how Feng'er's maid disappeared in your courtyard yesterday?" the old lady asked.