Chapter One Thousand and Sixteen

It turns out that Erfu really understands the mentality of the fourth master.

In the outer hall, because Erfu did not deliberately lower his voice, and the hall was quiet, so Erfu's high-minded talk was unexpectedly heard clearly by the fourth master, even if the fourth master had already practiced the ability to have a black belly that Taishan collapsed in front of him and his face did not change, but he also faintly felt that the tips of his ears were a little hot.

If there is one word to describe this feeling, it should be called a void of heart.

And just when the fourth master felt weak and short of breath for Erfu's high-minded talk, all the women who sat with him secretly gave Erfu a thumbs up, and admired Chang Fujin's self-defeating behavior.

Don't look at the four after the little Ulanala clan also surrendered to Erfu, the women in the mansion all behaved like they were keeping to themselves, but they didn't really want to live happily like this from the bottom of their hearts, soldiers who didn't want to be generals were not good soldiers, and they didn't want to be concubines of Fuzheng, nor were they good concubines, the reason why they chose to follow the rules, Obey Erfu as a servant, nothing more than because Erfu's Fujin is different from the Wulanala clan, and Erfu's status in the eyes of the fourth master is not only an ordinary Fujin, but also a favorite woman of the fourth master.

The fourth master is the heaven in the mind of this backhouse woman, so before the fourth master did not dislike Erfu, smart people will know how to restrain their edge, and there are few fools like the little Ulanala clan who jump up and down and die.

And now, this outrageously lucky woman is dead, and the other women are naturally full of joy, so although these women do not dare to oppose Erfu openly, it does not prevent them from saying sour things in a weird way.

Some cynical words reached the ears of the fourth master in a small voice.

Of course, these women are all smart people, and no one will take the initiative to provoke the feelings between the fourth master and Erfu, it is nothing more than saying some sour words, hooking the fourth master to repeatedly think of what Erfu and Tong Jiashi said.

As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle, and the dripping water can pierce the stone.

Although these words can't be used to Erfu for a while, if these words are pierced in the heart of the fourth master like a needle, there is no worry about the day when Erfu did not fall out of favor.

At this moment, the women in the Fourth Master's Mansion were extremely united.

And Erfu didn't bother to pay attention to these small movements in the hall, she had just been pushed aside by the loyal protector of the Lord Huo Mama, if it weren't for her quick reaction and had been guarding against Mama Huo who was standing behind her like a statue, she would have fallen to the ground in shame at this time.

Seeing that Erfu stumbled in shame, Tong Jiashi, who was pale on the bed, laughed heartlessly.

"Send me the medicine!" But before Mama Huo stepped forward to comfort her, Tong Jiashi restrained the smile on her face as if she had changed her face in Sichuan opera, and commanded Wen Po with a cold gaze.

Tong Jiashi is a smart person, just now she would cry and look for death, nothing more than feel that there is no hope in life, thinking that instead of living in the backyard of the fourth master's mansion with sadness and pity, and living a life of relying on people's snorts, it is better to make a vigorous scene, it can also be said that she was momentarily obsessed with the tip of the horns, and Erf's words, although they were not good, also woke her up, reminded her of the old saying that it is better to die than to live.

It's good to be as bright as fireworks for a while, but it's even better to stand like a pine and cypress for a long time.

As a mother, she shouldn't be so irresponsible and let her children leave silently, revenge has become the biggest driving force to support her to regain her courage.

Different from the melons that women gave birth in October, they were ripe and natural, and they were forcibly induced to induce labor with drugs, and the pain experienced during this period was more painful and unbearable like an endless torture, a bowl of bitter medicinal soup mixed with how many drugs were mixed into the stomach, Tong Jia's lower abdomen was already aching faintly, and it was like being beaten dozens of punches like a labor pain, like a big hand reaching into her internal organs from under her body, and she was just cheering up, and the sweat on her face gushed out like a flood that opened the floodgates.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

Although Tong Jiashi had tried his best to endure and was unwilling to waste a little bit of strength, he still couldn't control his moans/ Yin, Mama Huo held Tong Jia's cold little hand that was white because of the strength of the joints, tears were falling, this is the child she raised since she was a child, even if there is no blood involved, but she also has a sincere relationship like a mother and daughter, she is reluctant to suffer like Tong Jia's crime, if Tong Jia's is a safe birth, this hard torture is always rewarded, but now Tong Jia's is suffering for a child who is impossible to survive, how can she not be sentimental......

"Good child, bear with me, wait for Wen Po to tell you to work hard, and you will give birth to the little brother again......" But her heart is like a knife now, but she has to cheer up to cheer Tong Jia's spirit.

Breathing in the air filled with the smell of blood in the room, listening to Tong Jia's muffled hum, Erfu, who was standing next to her as a background board, pressed her chest position a little uncomfortably, walked out of the inner room that concealed the blue gauze cupboard, turned around and returned to the outer hall to sit down, she couldn't think about how deviant her previous words were, and hurriedly beckoned Shilan to bring hot tea, suppressed the stuffiness in her chest, and let out a long breath of turbidity.

After a while, Erfu, who had barely calmed down, whispered, "Tong Jia's family should be fine." ”

"It's been a lot of hard work. The fourth master said lightly, and he had a calm face like a black contractor, and he had been holding the big hand of the armrest of the Taishi chair, but he held Erfu's slightly cool little hand, and he still couldn't ignore Erfu's sadness.

In this regard, Erfu just indifferently threw a smile that was not sweet to the fourth master.

"Since Tong Jia's side is fine, you big guys are also three each, just one point, don't send the palace maids and daughters-in-law around you to walk around the lotus pond in the back garden, so as not to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings, it will not be good!" The fourth master sat for a while, listening to the movement in the room getting lower and lower, raised his eyes and looked around at the women in the hall, and commanded lightly.

He really didn't want these women to look at him with lustful eyes.

With the orders of the fourth master, the women in each courtyard and room just wanted to stay in the east courtyard and wait for the result, and it was not good to stay longer, these women with their own calculations got up and looked at the fourth master and Erfu who were sitting hand in hand, and after bowing reluctantly, they withdrew from the east courtyard one after another.

Of course, they didn't forget to restrain the palace servants around them and avoid the sensitive place in the back garden.

Once it comes to the bloodline of the imperial heir, there is no one who does not know how to be careful, just like Erfu's first reaction is to arrange for Aunt Yuxiu to lead people to guard the poolside, and at the same time explain that Yujie guards the door of the main courtyard, these women do not dare to come forward at this time, unless it is a certain crossing girl with great delusions.

Miss Mengdie, this is definitely a concubine who exists like a little transparent in the house.

If it weren't for the fact that she often drilled out to brush her sense of existence in front of other ladies in the Fourth Master's Mansion, maybe Lian Erfu, who is also a crossing girl, would ignore her existence, because she was so unpleasant, and completely provoked the disgust of the fourth master, and even when arranging the sleeping order according to the rank, the fourth master specially excluded her from the women, so that no matter how hard she tried, she did not get pregnant with a man and a half woman as she wished, and her rank was still the lowest concubine, like the maid of the Han family.

And this time, Tong Jiafang, who also lives in the East Courtyard, has a small birth, and she thinks that the opportunity has come.

Although Mengdie is nominally the fourth master's woman, she lives in the back cover room with the palace maid in the east courtyard, she secretly stands by the outer wall of the ear room, looking at the women who are dressed up in fancy clothes, but do not conform to the aesthetics of modern people, walk away, look at the palace maid guarding the door under the porch, and turn around and walk to the small kitchen in the backyard.

If it is a weekday, the kitchen of this east courtyard is definitely a very sensitive place, and concubines like Mengdie can't even touch the edges, but this is different from the past, there are slave servants and servants with heads and faces in this east courtyard, except for a few who have errands and are still walking outside, everyone else has shrunk into their own room, and the small kitchen is no exception, leaving only two stoves to boil hot water for the upper room, and the chef and the maid cook who should have been busy preparing meals have gone back to their own rooms, and Mengdie can run to the small kitchen to blow the whirlwind。

She squinted at the black-faced maid who was squatting in front of the stove to burn the fire, carried the copper kettle on the stove, stroked the silk flowers on the sideburns, and went to the upper room with the large copper kettle full of hot water.

The fire girl has a humble identity, even if she thinks that Mengdie's behavior is inappropriate, she doesn't dare to stop it.

Mengdie carried a big copper kettle as she wished, and came to the outside of the upper room leisurely, Su Peisheng, who had been waiting at the door of the room, was not familiar with the palace maids and servants who served in the East Courtyard, even if she felt that Mengdie's dress was a little out of line, but she didn't notice anything wrong, just as she was the big palace maid with a face in front of Tong Jia's family, she happily lifted the bamboo curtain hanging at the door to shade the sun.

"The slave is here to renew the tea for the master and the master Fujin. Entering the door, Mengdie made a nondescript blessing and said respectfully.

Erfu glanced at the big copper kettle that Mengdie was carrying, blinked her eyes, and pulled back her hand that was being held by the fourth master.

She already recognized the origin of Dream Butterfly, this is really not that her memory is better than others, but it is really that Dream Butterfly's origin and origin are the same as her, so that she unconsciously engraved the appearance of Dream Butterfly in the depths of her mind, so she only remembered who the somewhat familiar woman in front of her was.

As for why did she withdraw her hand?

Hehe, the big copper kettle that Mengdie is carrying is full of more than half a bucket of water, looking at Mengdie's swaying appearance, if she doesn't hide away, what if it gets hot!

The palace maid next to her came in to refill the tea, they were all carrying a big blue and white teapot, or a purple sand teapot, but Mengdie was carrying a big copper kettle abruptly, even if the fourth master didn't recognize who Mengdie was, but he could find something wrong, coupled with Mengdie's dress of being a non-master and non-servant, the talented and intelligent fourth master quickly realized the purpose of coming, but he didn't quickly think of the identity of Mengdie's concubine, just a palace maid who had the idea of climbing the bed, and saw that Erfu seemed to withdraw his hand angrily, and stood up and scolded coldly:" Where did you come from such a slave who doesn't understand the rules, why don't you get out of here!"

With that, he turned around and walked to the side of the west, pulling Erf, who was still struggling, in his hand.

Mengdie, who was scolded by the fourth master, couldn't carry the big copper kettle in her hand anymore, she still wanted to distinguish two sentences, Su Peisheng, who was listening to the movement outside, was busy coming in, this Su Peisheng rarely reacted so quickly, pulled out the spare handkerchief in the sleeve tube and put it on Mengdie's mouth, and pulled Mengdie out with both arms, but Su Peisheng didn't want to easily offend the woman in the backyard, even if it was an ordinary palace maid, so as soon as he went out, he let go of Mengdie, who was struggling again and again, and persuaded with a pleasant face:" You girl doesn't have any eyebrows and eyes, your master has such a thing, the master is in a bad mood at this time, don't go in to scold, the masters will greet us if they have orders, you should be busy with whatever you want!"

"I just want to refill a cup of tea for the masters, don't you see that there is not even a person in the room who is waiting!" Mengdie said with a stalk around her neck, she refused to admit that she was there to please the fourth master, she is a crossing girl with the halo of the protagonist, don't look at her now that the tiger is falling in Pingyang, but sooner or later she can soar into the sky and become the lover of the fourth master with his heart, and want her to admit her mistakes in front of a slave like Su Peisheng, it is just as whimsical as a fool's dream.

I have to say that those crossings with the fourth master as the male protagonist make Mengdie have inexplicable self-confidence.

Su Peisheng is reluctant to be too deeply involved with the women in the backyard, and he will not offend all the women in the backyard, because today's humble palace maid, Ming'er may become the fourth master's pillow person, even if he is blinded by lard, he will not bury the root of his own trouble if he is not careful, so he didn't even think about Mengdie's hard mouth and completely marginal excuses, so he nodded with a smile and said:" The girl is kind, our family understands, but the master is in a hurry, why should you rush to find trouble, instead of doing some trivial things to serve tea and water, you might as well go to the small kitchen to give the master a few side dishes!

You should also know that something happened to this Tong Jiafang Fujin, and our master didn't even eat breakfast!" After speaking, Su Peisheng picked up the copper kettle that had fallen beside him again, and dragged Mengdie, who still wanted to say something, all the way to the small kitchen.

To say that this is also a coincidence, Su Peisheng is carrying a copper kettle in one hand and dragging Mengdie in the other, the person who knows the inside story is Su Peisheng is afraid that Mengdie does not understand the rules, angers the fourth master, and makes trouble for himself, people who don't know still think that Su Peisheng has the intention to lift Mengdie, and the chef Fushou father-in-law in the small kitchen of the East Courtyard thinks so, originally just wanted to come to the kitchen to take a look, take advantage of this time, prepare a few snacks to prepare, lest when you go to the room, the kitchen is not prepared, as soon as you go out, you just happened to meet Su Peisheng pulling Mengdie over, so he thought too smartly。