Chapter 139 - Maidservant Who Climbs Onto the Bed, Lecherous Laoye
Chapter 139 Maidservant Who Climbs Onto the Bed, Lecherous Laoye
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Sixth Yiniang was a master of the inner courtyard too. She asked around a little and discovered that Xiaojie occupied a status that no one could surpass in the heart of the biggest master of General’s Manor: Old General Mu.
In addition, the second household treated Xiaojie like their own child. Furen was amiable with her on the surface, but at odds with her in private. Thus, Sixth Yiniang immediately began to fawn over Zi You.
This woman’s soups couldn’t compare to Wang Yiping’s, but the variety of her Nanjiang pastries was very delicious. So, Zi You, Old General Mu, Nee Liu, Mu YingYi, and the two boys enjoyed a variety of delicious pastries these few days.
Of course, Zi You was very concerned about her father and mother. She either personally or had someone to send the pastries that Sixth Yiniang gave her for her parents to taste.
How could Wang Yiping dare to eat them? She was not only afraid to eat them, but she was angry to death. She should be the one whom the concubines should curry favor with. But those cheap women went to please that mixed breed Mu Zi You. How could she not gnash her teeth in anger?
Thus, she was angry when Liu Yanhong carefully placed a plate of plum blossom crisps in front of her and said, “Xiaojie ordered Nubi to send this. Have a taste, Furen. Xiaojie said that Nubi needs to ask you if you like them. Then she can ask Sixth Yiniang to make more.”
“Pah!” Liu Yanhong had not finished speaking, but Wang Yiping was angered into slamming the teacup lid down. “Just some things that can’t be seen. What garbage. Does it deserve to be sent every day? What filial piety? Stop angering me instead.”
Liu Yanhong looked around and whispered as if she was thinking on behalf of Wang Yiping. “Don’t be angry, Furen. Don’t anger yourself. Won’t that be exactly what they want? Nubi heard that Laoye still thinks about Furen. Furen needs to grasp Laoye’s heart and give birth to a little Shaoye. That is what’s important.”
Wang Yiping felt a little better. She was used to acting too, so she immediately pretended to be concerned about Liu Yanhong. She asked, “How are you doing? Why did she make you send me pastries? Ai! I was going to bring you over to my side, but I was afraid that she would be suspicious and torment you more.”
Although Liu Yanhong was not Wang Yiping’s personal maidservant, but she had followed Wang Yiping’s mother, so she had a lot of contact with her. She could not say that she completely understood Wang Yiping, but at least understood her 70%-80%.
Liu Yanhong coldly sneered when she heard her words, but still pretended to be grateful. “Thank you for your concern, Furen! Xiaojie is really vicious. Nubi is really tortured by her. Nubi really doesn’t want to stay by her side anymore.”
Wang Yiping immediately looked pityingly at Liu Yanhong. She rubbed her hanging single-lidded phoenix eyes that held no tears. “I’ve really made you suffer! I know your difficulties. Rest assured. I won’t treat you badly. Let’s do this……”
Wang Yiping waved Liu Yanhong over. She muttered for a while and said, “When this is completed, she will be sent to the temple. Then you can be brought over to my side. You will be my first-rank maidservant.”
“Thank you, Furen!” Liu Yanhong quickly knelt down and seemed to cry grateful tears. In reality, her heart was constantly ridiculing. ‘Who wants to be a first-rank maidservant?! Do I only deserve to be a slave? No, I will be a master!’
Liu Yanhong could not calm down due to the temptation of being Seventh Yiniang. How could Zi You, who had good observation skills this lifetime, not see it?
So, from time to time, she gave Liu Yanhong some discarded dresses and jewelry.
Although they were clothes that she had discarded, they were still expensive good items in the eyes of maidservants.
Liu Yanhong suddenly became popular and the favorite of Xiaojie. Even the four first-rank maidservants with “yun” in their names began to get jealous.
This was exactly what happened in Zi You’s previous life. Liu Yanhong gradually became favored and became the most trusted servant of Zi You.
Zi You listened to everything she said. She sold Moyun and Haiyun, leaving only the young Shuiyun behind. Finally, she took four second-rank maidservants Ruoxue, Ruoyu, Ruoyun, and Ruoshuang to Duke Yongnan fu when she was married.
Yu Lanxuan had not been married to Zhao HongXiang as an equal wife for very long before Shuiyun was defiled by Zhao HongXiang. She offended Nee Chen and was beaten by her.
The second-rank maidservants were also left to Nee Chen’s disposal. She sold them off or married them off. Finally, there weren’t any first-rank maidservants around besides Liu Yanhong whom she brought over from the General’s Manor.
Zi You also stupidly concealed Nee Chen’s unkindness from her grandfather so that he wouldn’t blame Zhao HongXiang.
Zi You thought of her weak and naïve self in her previous life. She angrily laughed out loud. Huh! Zhao HongXiang’s leg had been cured, but he could not leave the opioid that she had created.
Now, he even had Duke Yongnan personally come ask her for her Xiaoyao Powder four times. (The name that Zi You gave the opioid.)
During this time, Zhao HongXiang also sent his personal manservant Youwang over to find her. “Xiaojie, Shizi wants to see you. He wants you to give him more Xiaoyao Powder.”
Zi You had an expression like she was thinking for Zhao HongXiang’s sake and refused. “No. It is 30% poison. It cannot be taken in excess. Tell Shizi that since his leg doesn’t hurt now, he can’t use Xiaoyao Powder anymore.”
When Duke Yongnan asked her, she replied in the same way. “Uncle, you can’t spoil Shizi. Since his leg doesn’t hurt, don’t let him take the medicine. He will become addicted.”
Don’t get her wrong. She wasn’t being kind, but the slag male was already addicted. She said this for just in case. Duke Yongnan and his son couldn’t blame her in the future if someone found out that the medicine was addictive. She could clearly say, “I told you that the medicine is addictive. You cannot take it in excess. But you didn’t listen to me. So how can you blame me?”
Not only could they not blame her, but they had to obediently listen to her. In Great Yan, there was no such poppy. Thus, Great Yan doctors had little knowledge of the effects and side effects of this medicine.
Zhao HongXiang had to listen to her to quit the addiction and be at her mercy. Zhao HongXiang, I will play with you to death in this life!
Chengcai* had already been killed by Duke Yongnan for breaking into Youran Ju as an apology to Old General Mu. [In Chapter 20]
One of the accomplices who harmed her in her previous life was dead. The rest would be taken care of. Zi You wasn’t anxious. She was going to take it slowly.
Liu Yanhong didn’t know what Zi You was thinking. She was very arrogant these few days and secretly proud.
She knew that Xiaojie was willing to listen to fawning words. When she was around Fifth Yiniang, she didn’t learn anything else, but knew how to curry favor very well.
Liu Yanhong was arrogant and dressed very extravagantly to parade around Yiping Ju.
Of course, she could meet Mu YingRui six or seven times out of ten.
Mu YingRui knew who she was. He had seen her twice before in Duke Yingguo fu. But he was in love with Wang Yiping then, so how could he notice her?
But it was different now. He was married to Wang Yiping already. And Liu Yanhong was more beautiful than when she was in Duke Yingguo fu.
The saying went that people relied on clothing and horses relied on saddles. A xiaojie’s clothing, even if the style was outdated, was still better-looking than a maidservant’s.
Besides, Zi You’s clothing was made for her by Wang Yiping with bad intentions in mind. The more she disliked such colorful and gaudy clothing, the more Wang Yiping had made for her. Her reason was very pleasant too. “A girl should wear such colors.”
The outdated clothing was mostly Great Yan’s popular styles. The colors were indeed gaudier, but the embroidery was exquisite and the cloth was expensive.
Since Wang Yiping took so much trouble, if Zi You didn’t put them to use, wouldn’t she be wasting her stepmother’s good intentions?
Liu Yanhong was originally not ugly. Now that was dressed up, in Mu YingRui’s eyes, she looked a bit stunning.
However, Wang Yiping was around every time, so he couldn’t express anything. He could only look at Liu Yanhong a few more times.
As a result, on December 28th, two days away from the Spring Festival, Mu YingRui was writing invitations in his study. Liu Yanhong secretly took a bit of Zi You’s ginseng chicken soup and sent it to Mu YingRui.
Of course, she dressed up. She wore a purple golden phoenix coat that Zi You gave her. She also wore a light red embroidered dress with branches of chrysanthemums, with turquoise blue jewelry.
Her black hair was combed into a bun. A gold gem embedded phoenix hairpin was in the front. An emerald embedded hairpin was in the back. She had on gilt filigree ruby drop earrings and a gold and jade bracelet on her wrist.
She wore almost all of the jewelry that Zi You rewarded her with. She didn’t seem like a maidservant. She looked more like a xiaojie than normal xiaojies.
Mu YingRui’s peach blossom eyes shone. Liu Yanhong twisted her small waist and seductively bowed. She delicately said, “Nubi pays respects to Laoye. Wishing Laoye a good night. Xiaojie was afraid that Laoye would be tired, so she had Nubi send ginseng chicken soup over. Please have a taste, Laoye. Nubi boiled it for four hours.”
“Oh?” Mu YingRui was immediately receptive. He looked at her with interest and smiled. “You made the soup yourself? Then Laoye will have a taste.”
Liu Yanhong was, after all, an experienced person. She not only had an affair with Wang Shengmin, but also slept with Duke Yingguo twice. She knew clearly when men had an interest in her.
Seeing Mu YingRui like this, she immediately knew that he was receptive. So she twisted her waist as she walked over. As she was pouring chicken soup into a bowl, she used her immature bosom to press against Mu YingRui’s arm.
Mu YingRui understood her meaning clearly. In the moment that he took the bowl of chicken soup, he held her fleshy little hand. He lecherously narrowed his peach blossom eyes. “This little hand is really good-looking. I can tell that you’re really clever.”
Liu Yanhong saw that he was hooked and couldn’t help but be happy. But she shyly wanted to withdraw her hand. “Laoye, don’t…… Don’t be like this.”