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Yang Yongqing also sat down on the ground with a sad face, and pulled the quilt that had fallen to the ground to cover him.

"What's there to say? I've already slept, can I still go back?"

"You kid, talk to me, why did you sleep together? Did you force Hei Feng to do it?" Yang Huaming asked.

He was most interested in interrogating Hei Feng, so he took the power of interrogation directly from Yang Huazhong and Yang Huazhou.

"I forced her? Fourth uncle, are you not mistaken? After all, I have experienced two wives. Regardless of whether it is Yu Jingui or Mo's family, which one is not more beautiful than Heifeng? As for me!"

Faced with Yang Yongqing's confidence and disdain, Liu was happy, and once again said: "At this moment, there are some things that can't be said for sure. You have to know how long you have been holding back this old bachelor, let alone a black man.

Damn it, maybe even a sow looks pretty in your eyes?"

Yang Yongqing spat at Mrs. Liu: "A sow is even prettier than you, Fourth Aunt!"

"Oh, what are you talking about, you little bastard? If you have the guts, try saying something again. Let me see if I don't skin you!"

Beijing.

In a wing of the Feng family in Beijing.

Feng Meiyu met Ximei.

Ximei was wearing thick cloth and looked a little tired. There were thick dark circles under her eyes. She looked much thinner than before.

"Is someone trying to sow discord?" Feng Meiyu asked first.

Ximei knew what Feng Meiyu meant. He was asking him why she hadn't seen him for a long time and whether someone was instigating her to resent him.

"Master, no one is provoking it, slave, slave..." Ximei didn't know how to continue her sentence.

"Master, Ximei doesn't dare to say it. Let me say it for her," said the maid Meizhi standing aside.

"Okay, you speak for her, don't hide anything, tell everything you know." Feng Meiyu's face became colder.

Although he is not smart enough, he is at least an ordinary person and not a fool.

With Ximei's expression, one can imagine that she must have suffered an injustice.

"Ximei, she is in the laundry room, and she does all the dirty and hard work. Anyone can bully her, especially Aunt Yi in the laundry room. She is so cruel. She makes Ximei rub her with cold water in the middle of winter.

Clothes..." Mei Zhi said everything she knew in one breath.

She had attended a private school, knew Chinese characters, was eloquent and could talk. Now she vividly told some of Ximei's experiences as if she had seen them with her own eyes.

After listening, Feng Meiyu's face turned livid.

He shouted: "Ximei, stretch out your hand."

After coming in and seeing Ximei, Ximei had always kept her hands in her sleeves instead of taking them out.

Originally, he didn't pay attention to such small details, but after hearing Mei Zhi's story, he realized that the facts might be different from what he expected.

Ximei hesitated and hesitated: "Master, it's not anyone else's fault..."

"What are you worried about? I am the young master and the master in the house, why do you have to worry about me? Now, listen to me and show your hand, otherwise the young master will go to the laundry room to find someone in person!" Feng Meiyu said coldly.

Ximei had no choice but to stretch her hands out of her cuffs.

Feng Meiyu glanced at it, and her pupils suddenly shrank.

Are Ximei’s hands still human hands?

The hands were like dry branches, swollen and cracked everywhere, and bloody mouths were exposed on them.

"Who did this? Didn't I say before that I could see you less, but I would arrange a light job for you?" Feng Meiyu said loudly.

"Young master, please keep your voice down, so as not to be overheard," Mei Zhi said in a low voice.

"I'm not afraid...Ximei, please be brave and tell me who asked you to do it in the first place?" Feng Meiyu was most afraid that the answer had something to do with his mother. If that was the case, he didn't know what to do, but

He still wants a real answer.

"It's that Aunt Yi..." Ximei lowered her head and said.

"Okay, Aunt Yi, I'm going to go out and kill her right now." Feng Meiyu moved her legs and wanted to walk out, but as soon as he took two steps, he was blocked by Mei Zhi.

"Young master can't go out. Aunt Yi, she has someone to support her..." Mei Zhi said urgently in a low voice.

"Backer? How can a nanny have a backer?" Feng Meiyu asked doubtfully.

After all, he is still young and knows little about many things in the house, relying on the favor of his ancestors.

But the favor of the elders is not unlimited, nor will it allow him to be lawless.

"Aunt Yi, she is from the third room, and the third room is close to the main line." Mei Zhi whispered.

"I understand, it's Feng Qingyan again!"

The Feng family in Beijing is now divided into five families because the ancestors had five sons. Feng Meiyu's father was the second eldest, that is, the second family member, and the third family member was his third uncle.

Sanfang's status in the house is still relatively high, because the children of Sanfang's family have also followed the path of studying, and they have done quite well. Now they have been awarded the title of scholar, and they are heading towards the imperial examination.

In order to let his children take a further step, it is a very realistic choice to get closer to Feng Qingyan's line.

"It seems that it is impossible not to deal with Feng Qingyan."

Feng Meiyu discovered that the hatred between him and Feng Qingyan was not just a personal feud at the beginning, but also involved many aspects.

"The third room doesn't have any hatred towards me, right? Why do they instigate Nanny Yi to bully Ximei?"

"Third room, Master Yu, has fallen in love with Ximei, but Ximei is unwilling to follow him..." Mei Zhi lowered her head and said.

"Feng Yu is still a scholar, but his morals are so corrupt..." Feng Meiyu said angrily.

In the mansion, I often hear people privately praising Feng Yu for being young and promising, and that he is a pillar of talent. He will be admitted to the imperial examination, Jinshi, and become a high official in the future, which will make the Feng family continue to grow.

Most of the evaluations of him are that he has no future and behaves recklessly relying on the favor of his elders.

At first, Feng Meiyu heard it and was still very worried and annoyed. Now it seems that his nonsense is far worse than Feng Yu's bad intentions.

It turns out that Feng Yu secretly forced the maid. If he hadn't known this now, over time, Ximei would have been forced to commit suicide by Feng Yu.

There are not many maids and servants in the house who have died like this.

"Meizhi, please make arrangements for Ximei first. You can't let her go back to the laundry room. I'll figure out the rest." Feng Meiyu thought for a while and calmed down her anger.

"Okay, Master, this servant can handle this matter, but if Master Yu thinks about it and calls for people to come, I'm afraid I won't be able to withdraw." Mei Zhi said with a frown.

As a relatively high-status maid in the mansion, it is still possible to arrange for someone, but the premise is that this person cannot be missed by the master.

If her master knew about it, no matter which master he was, she would not have the strength to resist.

"I'll do the rest, Mei Zhi. You take Ximei away first. You can't stay here for a long time. I'm going somewhere." Feng Meiyu gritted her teeth and said.
Chapter completed!