??Chapter 95: Chapter 096 Unqualified to Take You as a Servant_1
Chapter 95: Chapter 096 Unqualified to Take You as a Servant_1
Hong Luo was dazed by the sudden slap. In the households of the highborn, ladies fought with scheming and tactics—since when did anyone so crudely resort to violence at the slightest provocation?
Mrs. Ji screeched, “You’re not letting
in, is that it? Call Qiao Muniang out for ! I really want to see how she disciplines her servants. If the mistress turns a blind eye to her elders, the servants are just the sa!”
Hong Luo tried to intercede, but Mrs. Ji, disregarding everything, stord towards the house and hollered, “Qiao Muniang, co out here! Your servants are getting out of line, assuming the airs of their masters and even daring to block my way!”
As she spoke, Mrs. Ji gave Hong Luo a provocative glance, as if to let her know how dearly she would pay for her recent actions.
The children, who had always feared Mrs. Ji, scattered at the sound of her temper flaring. Mrs. Fang hurriedly embraced the children, her gaze anxiously fixed on Hong Luo. She was extrely worried; having provoked soone who ignored right and wrong, Mrs. Ji’s baseless accusations could lead Lady to believe them, and the consequences would be too dreadful to witness.
Mrs. Fang had always been fond of Hong Luo and naturally did not want to see her suffer. She silently cursed the girl for being too stubborn, thinking that if she had just backed down and moved aside earlier, none of this would have happened.
But Hong Luo, as if blind to Mrs. Fang’s look, stood rigidly in place, letting Mrs. Ji vent her anger.
Muniang, hearing the commotion in the courtyard, imdiately dropped her work and rushed out. Seeing Mrs. Ji’s angry face, she asked sharply, “What are you doing here?!”
“Hey, is that how you speak to your elder? I deserve so respect!” Mrs. Ji retorted, pointing at Hong Luo, “I advise you to deal with this little bitch sooner rather than later. She dares to act high and mighty in front of , blocking my way, making others think she’s taken over as the woman of the house! Why can’t I enter the room of my own niece?”
Muniang narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the silently bowing Hong Luo, then at the sharp-tongued Mrs. Ji, and said in a deep voice, “How I deal with my servants is none of your business. Are you looking to stir up more trouble in the village because there hasn’t been enough lately? It seems Uncle’s affair of stealing silver from ho to support a mistress wasn’t scandal enough for you!”
Upon hearing this, Mrs. Ji’s face suddenly turned the color of liver, and she was almost hopping with anger, “What are you talking about? Since when can the younger generation discuss their elders’ affairs? Don’t you have any respect for your superiors?” The matter involving Qiao Yuanshan was a thorn in Mrs. Ji’s side, hurting her every ti it was touched, and her bad temper these days was definitely related to this.
Muniang’s lips curved into a slight sneer, “Madam Uncle already knows I have no respect for my elders in my eyes, and yet you’re here seeking dissatisfaction. I’d say you’d be better off spending your ti figuring out how to keep Uncle’s heart rather than arguing with
here. Even if you can’t keep him, at least don’t make a fool of yourself and beco the laughingstock of the entire village. If I were the one making a public spectacle of myself, I’d be too ashad to even step outside with a cloth covering my face.”
Mrs. Ji was so furious her lungs were about to explode, and she pointed tremblingly at Muniang, her lips quivering, “You wretched little bitch, you dare to mock !”
She then glanced coldly at Hong Luo standing nearby and snorted with disdain, “I want to see how much longer you can flaunt yourself. Keeping such a charming maidservant at ho, I’ll be waiting for the day she climbs into your husband’s bed. Will you still be as composed as you are now? She has the face of a bitch, playing the part of a lady. Isn’t she just hoping to beco the mistress herself? Nothing but lowly scum from a brothel!”
Hong Luo’s eyes widened, unable to comprehend how the accusations could be turned against her for things that were completely irrelevant. Yet, in Mrs. Ji’s mouth, they seed to make sense!
Hong Luo fell to her knees with a “thump,” pleading repeatedly, “This servant wouldn’t dare! I was only following Lady’s instructions to wait for the maids to announce before entering. I have never harbored any improper thoughts. Please, Lady, see the truth!”
She had kept silent at first only because she believed in Muniang’s discernnt; she was astute, not soone who easily believed what others said. But now, Mrs. Ji had brazenly brought this matter up, and Hong Luo felt anything but calm. Such a grave taboo—if even a hint of it were to stick to her, if she were to plant even a seed of doubt in Lady’s heart, her days to co would surely be more than difficult.
Mrs. Fang also beca anxious and quickly knelt down as well, “Lady, Hong Luo has always been modest and compliant, never daring to harbor any other wild thoughts. She often tells this old servant how grateful she is for Lady’s kindness, wanting to serve Lady and the Old Lady for a lifeti as repaynt!”
Mrs. Ji spoke in a sour tone, “Oh, declaring loyalty so soon, feeling scared, are you? Don’t think for a mont that your little sches are invisible to others. Muniang, the aunt is only looking out for you. After all, we are family, and of course, I am on your side. As for this lowly creature, it’s best to deal with her early on, to avoid future threats. Otherwise, if there’s another incident like Niu Qingfang, you’ll have much to endure.”
Mrs. Ji’s tone shifted, beginning to cozy up to Muniang, because she was still focused on her goal for this visit. This girl was a money tree; it would be foolish not to take advantage of that. Seizing this chance to “help” her, she could not only deal with that arrogant servant but also smooth over her relationship with Muniang. Surely, she would get a share of the Embroidery House in the future.
However, all of this was rely Mrs. Ji’s own wishful thinking.
Muniang’s lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes began to sharpen—a clear sign that she was about to beco angry. As for whom—
“Hong Luo, who slapped you across the face?”
At the sound of her own na, Hong Luo’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly responded, “It was, it was—”
Before she could finish, Mrs. Ji interrupted with smug satisfaction, “I did it, teaching your servant a lesson on your behalf. This bitch has been far too disrespectful; she needed to be put in her place before her tail starts wagging in the sky.”
Muniang’s face darkened, and her voice was frighteningly cold, “She is my servant; it’s not your place to discipline her! Hong Luo!”
“Yes.”
“Rember who your master is. No one else in Tupo Village has the right to treat you like a servant!”
Hong Luo’s heart instantly filled with clarity, and she loudly responded, “Yes!”
“If soone else hits you, you hit back. Otherwise, you’ll be disgracing !” Muniang stated, word for word, while Mrs. Ji’s complexion whitened bit by bit.
“Hey, you little bitch, how can you be so ungrateful? I’m your aunt, and you dare to turn against
for the sake of a servant—”
Before Mrs. Ji could finish, Muniang’s hand swiftly struck her face, and she said coldly, “This slap today, I repay it for you. Don’t make a fool of yourself next ti.”
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