MTL - After Giving Way To My Husband’s Sweetheart-Chapter 8 Life is my family, death is my family's ghost

Chapter 8 Life is my family, death is my family’s ghost

The three masters and servants were busy doing embroidery here. The door was suddenly pushed open, and a cool breeze rushed into the room.

Sima Chao stood at the door with a livid face. His eyes were red and he stared at Love closely, as if he wanted to eat someone.

 “Get out!” After a long time, he shouted at the two little girls and drove them out without any explanation.

 Since she has firmed up her belief, Love is not afraid of him.

 She looked at Sima Chao and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Sima Chao strode up to Luo Fu. He was a military general and already had a formidable momentum. Now that he was angry, people were even more frightened.

Luo Fu was subconsciously forced to take two steps back. Sima Chao put his arms around her waist and pulled her to him with moderate force. Like an evil beast, he stared at her and asked: " What do you mean?"

 He was angry that she did not accept his affection and kept rejecting him.

Love met Sima Chao's gaze and replied calmly: "I will explain to you on the wedding day that I regret being your concubine."

After Sima Chao heard this, veins popped out on his forehead, and his big hands holding her waist became harder and harder. Love could endure it at first, but after a while, she couldn't stand it anymore, and the pain was uncontrollable. He began to sob, and his eyes gradually filled with tears.

Sima Chao then let her go, and Love collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

Sima Chao looked at Love condescendingly, and he gritted his teeth and replied: "Okay! Even if you regret it, I have already said it before. Now that you have entered the door of my Sima family, you will be a member of my Sima family in life, even in death. Yes, he is also a ghost of my Sima family."

 After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

That night, there was a commotion in Wangchun Hall, and the steward sent all the servants and women serving in the yard out.

 Early on the next morning, Lantian and Yunuan went to the stove, and when they returned they only brought back a few cold steamed buns and a small plate of pickles.

Love glanced at the deserted yard and then at the shabby breakfast. She said to the two little girls: "Let's eat first. Only after eating will we have the strength to work."

Lan Tian put down his breakfast and said worriedly: "The people in Sima's house are all worshiping their masters and despising their subordinates. I am afraid that they will get worse when they see that the eldest master has abandoned you."

Yu Nuan said with a tearful tone: "The eldest son has always been in love with you, but now he has a little temper because of you. He is so cruel. It is really too much."

 He ​​has always been a ruthless person, but now he is still young and somewhat spirited. Love spent so many years with him in his previous life, and he knows that the full-fledged Sima Chao is even more ruthless and ruthless.

 The three of them finished their breakfast, then picked up their needles and thread and started busy doing embroidery.

It is early spring now, and it is suddenly warm and cold. After the charcoal fire in the stove weakens, the room becomes extremely cold.

Yu Nuan put down her needle and thread, picked up the charcoal basket and said, "Madam, I'm always afraid of the cold. I'll go get some charcoal fire first."

Lan Tian and Yu Nuan are the eldest girls around Luo Fu. They are only responsible for her close service. In the past, it was naturally not their turn to do these menial tasks, but now the maids in Wangchun Hall have been driven away. It's up to them to do it themselves.

Lan Tian immersed himself in doing embroidery and asked: "Bring more at a time. It's very cold at night and we need more charcoal. Also, we are not as good as in the past. You go out to do errands with more smiling faces."

Yu Nuan went out as promised, but within a short time she returned empty-handed with a sullen face.

Lantian asked: "What's going on? Where's the charcoal fire?" Yu Nuan sniffed and replied: "These slaves said that the weather is getting warm now, and we don't need to burn charcoal in Wangchun Hall."

When Lan Tian heard this, he put down his work and cursed angrily: "What nonsense is this? There is a rule in the house that the charcoal fire will not be stopped until the weather warms up in March. There is still one month left, how can we just stop it?" Stopped."

Yunuan flattened her mouth and cried aggrievedly: "I argued with them the same way, but they said it was the eldest son's fate."

When Love heard this, she paused with her hand, and the sharp embroidery needle accidentally stuck into her fingertips.

 It hurts!

Upon seeing this, Lan Tian quickly held Love's injured hand, dipped it in his mouth and sucked on it distressedly.

Yunuan could no longer care about her grievance and stepped forward to persuade her: "Madam, you have been working hard for a while. Please take a break. Lantian and I will do the work."

Love was born into an official family, and she had been well-dressed and well-fed since she was a child. How could she have ever been so wronged? Lantian Yunuan felt extremely distressed, but Love replied calmly: "I'm fine, I have to finish all these things today. "

Since Sima Chao was so cruel, she had to find a way out for herself.

 For several days, there was no charcoal fire available in Wangchun Hall.

If the day is sunny and the sun is shining, it is not cold in the house. The most difficult thing is at night, when the room is cold and cold. They have to rush to do embroidery. Their hands are frozen and stiff, and they have to stop after a while. I had to come down and rub my hands vigorously before I could continue.

 At night, several people folded quilts and covered themselves with each other, and the three of them huddled together to keep each other warm before falling asleep.

At around noon that day, Yu Nuan went out to get lunch and came back. She quietly said to Lan Tian, ​​"I heard that the eldest master took another concubine yesterday."

Lantian was surprised: "But are you serious?"

Yu Nuan replied: "When I went to the kitchen to wait for the meal, I heard from Mother Wang who was boiling water. I heard that this concubine was given to our eldest son by the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion. She is a thin horse, good at playing the piano and dancing, and is quite popular. The eldest son likes her very much. He wants her to be with him every day these days, and I heard that he has made her his concubine."

For a lowly singer and dancer, being the aunt of Sima's house was already an honor, but Sima Chao actually promoted her to become a concubine. This was undoubtedly a real move.

The two little girls murmured for a while, and when they saw Love coming out of the inner room, they closed their mouths in tacit agreement.

Yu Nuan smiled and said, "Madam, today's food is hot. Come and use it."

There were still angry tears in Lantian's eyes. She turned her head and wiped her face quickly, then put on a smile and came over to support Love, saying: "Madam has been doing embroidery all morning, she must be hungry. broken."

Love sat at the table and glanced at the small half bowl of brown rice and the small plate of boiled vegetables. She shook her head helplessly and said to the two little girls: "You go get two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks. This meal Although it’s a small amount, let’s spread it out evenly and barely fill our stomachs.”

Lantian said hurriedly: "You'd better eat it. My stomach has been very bloated these days. I have no appetite and can't eat. I'll wait until dinner."

Yu Nuan also waved her hand and said: "My slave just went to the kitchen to get the meal. Mother Li on the stove gave me a large pancake. I know that you and Lantian don't like to eat pasta, so I ate it all alone while it was hot on the way back. I’ve eaten, and now I’m very full, I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat at night.”

 (End of this chapter)