Chapter 48 Revenge

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  There were flowers on the bed, a head hot and cold with sweat, face flushed, lips cracked and white. Eyes tightly closed, yet seemed to be in a state of half-dreaming and half-waking, occasionally turning her head and changing hands, every movement emitting pain.

  This beating is to kill the chicken and scare the monkey, beat the dog and train the master, resist foreign enemies, and cater to all parties' intentions. It will not be lightened naturally. Or it can be said that being able to keep one's life is already a lucky fortune.

  Bang Bang - Tap Tap

  A string of sleepless, more awake and annoying sounds, struggling to open my eyes, seeing the person sitting on the table, I suddenly felt a surge of energy, "Strange, you can still come see me?"

  "Right, I'm not here to see you." The man brought a plate of something in front of Hua and then sat back down, poking at it with his chopsticks.

  So fragrant! The whole body is numb and the tongue won't be numb either. With a flower, you can only complete the action of swallowing saliva by rolling your eyes back.

  "This is my revenge on you." The man was Lang Sheng, who had no conscience, and the thing was a temporarily preserved crab that had gone through hardships. He agreed to Ning's request, not eating leftover food, but was told that reheated drunken crab would cause illness, just asking to be used as a prop once.

  There were flowers that reminded me of the time I gnawed on a chicken leg in front of Lan's sickbed, and suddenly I couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time. "Good... such a strong desire for revenge. You're so capable, yet you let me get beaten? It was painful for me, but humiliating for you, so remember to take revenge."

  "It hurts you, but it insults my mother. And you're on loan to me, if Xiang'er got hit, I'd remember." She's been labeled as a useless and harmless product in this household, with the attribute of being "useless". Thanks to her powerful mother, her subtle counterattack was mistaken for a spoiled miss's temper, making people itch.

  Although he said it loudly, everyone just knew that they wanted to suppress Madam Mei's prestige. Lan Sheng smiled in his heart.

  "I'm taking the beating for you." The flames that were originally burning on his body had all moved to his heart with Lan Sheng's arrival.

  "Why?" Want to say "for what", afraid of translation.

  "Your sister splashed water on your mother's face, if you are a filial daughter, you would teach her a lesson." There is only one place where the flowers are not blooming, and that is the place where Mrs. Mei has no maternal love.

  "You know I'm here and you still dare to lay a hand on me, yet you say you're doing it for my sake. Don't make excuses, you treat my mother like your own, with an even more spoiled temper than mine. You hit her to satisfy yourself, to invite suffering upon yourself, to indulge in self-pity. Having been beaten like this, I think it's not unjust at all, so just take it well." The crab was placed on the table, and Lan stood up to leave.

  "...". The flower was left speechless.

  "By the way, where did you hit my sister? I looked far and near, up and down, left and right, spent a whole day and night waiting for bruises to appear, even lifted her collar, but couldn't find any injury at all." Lan Sheng asked, turning his head.

  "...I...wanted to slap her in the face." Hua stammered.

  "Uh-huh." Waiting for the next sentence.

  "Let Nan Yuejin's maid behind grab his hand, that maid will definitely be skilled!" Without even touching the fingertips, he was beaten badly and couldn't speak, extremely embarrassed.

  "Where is your poisonous needle?" Seeing her move and shine the needle tip, Lan Sheng had been expecting it for a long time.

  All talk and no action, "nonsense."

  "You're not wronged if I hit you, but you're really asking for it." Lan Sheng couldn't help but laugh at the provocative words, "You even dare to stab my most beloved little rascal."

  "Flower glared at him with both eyes open, 'You have the ability to bring her eight characters, one strand of hair would be even better if it had her blood.'"

  "Wait." With a flick of his sleeve, he walked away with an air of elegance and interest, looking rather mischievous.

  Lan Sheng walked out, Wu Guo came in, looked at the plates on the table, and sat down with a creak. He picked up a crab claw and savored it with relish.

  "It smells bad and is not allowed to be eaten in front of me." How refreshing!

  Don't listen to her, he came to take care of her because of their childhood friendship. "Miss is worried about you." Clang clang clang.

  "Are you going deaf? She's here to take revenge on me." He watched him eat so deliciously, with a flower clenched between his teeth.

  No fruit was left behind, "I'm also quite curious."

  "What?" Grinding teeth.

  "What is the mood of gnawing chicken legs in front of a girl's bed?" I'm curious about this.

  Huā wrinkles her nose, "She looks like she's out of breath, I'm feeling great, thinking that she won't be a burden to her husband anymore." She lies, but what can you do? In her heart, she has a strong desire to compete with Lán in front of the mistress to be a good daughter. She also knows it's a foolish dream, but can't help it.

  "You're going." Wu Guo shook his head and took the plate out. A tense person who would eat excessively, if he didn't admit it, there was nothing he could do.

  There are flowers with a deep fragrance that intoxicates, the quilt is pulled over the head with a backhand motion, making "yi yi ya ya" sounds, it's unclear whether it's annoyance or craving.

  Under the eaves of the building, Xiang'er walked alongside her, quietly following with a lantern in hand. This young girl was very well-behaved and obedient. However, she wasn't being groomed as a confidante, not because she was bought by her mother, but rather because she hoped to have such a young maid by her side, diligently working and keeping her heart pure. Turning a corner, they came face to face with her mother, who was holding tea cups and a chessboard.

  Wu Mei also saw Lan Sheng and said calmly, "I heard that the North House can't accommodate people, so I won't go for now. If you think it's inconvenient too, I'll tell my two sisters, and we can temporarily stay with Ping'er or Sha'er until the North House is repaired."

  "Don't worry, I'm living quite well. Only I don't know when Director Xiao will find someone to start work? The workers are coming and going, can I avoid them? Going out during the day and returning at night, or finding an inn to stay temporarily is also fine." Lan Sheng was also calm.

  "You don't mind, others do. Wu Mei couldn't understand Lan Sheng? Obviously taking the opportunity to run outside. "You're uncomfortable living with your sister, I understand too. If you don't complain about working slowly, I'll tell Xiao Zongguan to let the workers only work half a day and rush to finish the important places."

  "Half a day is enough to spend, going out for a stroll and the scenery will pass. No fish, shrimp is also good."

  Wu Mei smiled, "Just thinking of going out. Unfortunately, this is the Imperial Capital, not Yao Town, and in this mansion, it's not up to me to decide. Your father has already agreed with me that from tomorrow on, you will study etiquette for half a day and learn the Book of Changes for half a day. Zhong Shi and Yu Rui have both agreed. Now, there is no main mistress in the mansion, and Li Shi and Zhong Shi are not ordinary concubines, their families are all high-ranking officials in the imperial court. Don't openly clash with them again."

  Lan Sheng raised an eyebrow but nodded in agreement.

  "I also knew that I had been too restrictive on you, and you might have made a scene, so I spent some effort to finally get your father to agree. Every three days of study, I'll give you one day off, and I won't care what you do." Wu Mei's relationship with Lan Sheng was complex, sometimes like a master, sometimes like friends, and sometimes like opponents. Without examining what was lacking, she just did her own thing.

  Three days off one day is fine. Lan Sheng let him go aside.

  Wu Mei walked over and knocked on the door a short distance away. The door opened, Nan Yueya appeared, stretched out her hand to support her. Both of them smiled, warmly entering the house together.

  Lan Sheng stood still for a while, listening for a moment, before turning around and leaving.

  Maybe it's just an orphan's fate, alone in this life and the last.