Chapter 25 Breaking down the door

The moonlight shines through the bluestone eaves and casts mottled moonlight on the lanterns hanging high in the corridor.

The weak candlelight reflected on the hollow wall of the corridor, and the passing shadows reflected on the gray wall under the corridor, carrying the cool night breeze.

It actually gave life a thin layer of chill.

After entering the main room, Qiu Yun took the fire folding piece placed on the black yellow rosewood round table and lit the oil lamps in the room one by one.

Song Jinyue leaned tiredly on the soft couch and motioned for Qin Wan and the other nuns to sit down.

When the room was completely lit up like daylight, Qiu Yun came to serve the young lady.

Song Jinyue whispered: "Bring me five taels of silver, and each nun will be rewarded with one tael of silver."

Several women looked at each other, stood up and bowed, and each of them smiled and refused: "Second Miss, this is what old slaves should do, there is no need to be like this..."

Song Jinyue straightened her body, lowered her eyes and waved her hand, "These are the gifts I gave to the nuns. Please accept them with peace of mind, so that I can feel at ease."

With one sentence, several nuns smiled and praised "Second Miss is generous and kind", and then they bowed again and each took a tael of silver from Qiu Yun's hand.

The nuns usually only have a monthly income of 500 yuan a month, and this tael is the monthly income of several of them for two months. Now they have received this unexpected fortune.

I couldn't help but feel secretly happy in my heart. The broken silver in my arms was like a hand stove used to warm my hands in winter. This warmth went straight into my heart.

After thanking him again, he said goodbye and left.

Song Jinyue only felt her eyelids being pulled down heavily, her bare hands covering her lips, and she yawned several times in a row.

But she did not forget to tell Qiu Yun: "Qiu Yun, please take Miss Qin down to rest first."

Qiu Yun originally wanted to wait for the young lady to rest and then take Miss Qin back. Now that the young lady has spoken, she had no choice but to reply: "My maid will take Miss Qin down to rest now."

Qin Wan also knew that Song Jinyue was really tired today, so she bowed and followed Qiu Yun out of the main room.

Song Jinyue's eyelids were drooped down, her head turned to the soft support behind her, her consciousness gradually blurred.

In her narrow peripheral vision, she caught a glimpse of the menacing cold at the door, which made her shiver involuntarily, and her whole body suddenly became energetic.

"Second Miss, you are so powerful today!" As soon as Shen entered the door, she sneered coldly, with a strange tone in her voice.

Song Jinyue stood up slowly, straightened her skirt slowly, and when she lowered her hands, she bowed respectfully to Mrs. Shen, "Why did mother come here so late at night?"

Mrs. Shen let out a "hum" and took Aunt Zhao's hand to sit on the main seat.

Song Jinyue slowly turned around, lowered her eyes and sat down where Shen was.

"Snapped"!

Mrs. Shen took the blue and white porcelain tea cup on the table and smashed it towards the ground.

Song Jinyue raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the broken blue and white porcelain pieces scattered on the floor. The tea cups in her room were all made by craftsmen in the palace and were not widely circulated in the capital city.

My aunt once said that since she was born in the Duke's mansion with gold and jade pillows, her expenses would naturally be different from others.

In fact, she understood her aunt's intention, she just didn't want outsiders to know her preference.

She lost her mother when she was young, and there was no stepmother in the house at that time, nor could she take care of the affairs of the back house, so her aunt was worried that she would be instigated by others.

I learned the stories in the story books, but they were just young ladies raised in boudoir who were deceived by sweet words and exchanged private opinions with others.

But in the end it was the young lady who suffered.

It was inconvenient for my aunt to say these words clearly, but everything she did for her was to nip problems in the bud. She didn't understand it before, but after more experiences, she suddenly realized it.

My aunt really had good intentions for her.

"Mother, this blue and white porcelain is a gift from the Queen." Song Jinyue took out a plain handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped her white jade hands without even raising her eyelids.

She just lowered her head and looked at the hem of her skirt, but there was a hint of chill in her tone.

Mrs. Shen's heart dropped, she coughed twice, but didn't answer, because her eldest daughter had just made a fuss in her room, and she heard that the little bitch was back.

Then she came looking for him angrily, feeling fully confident.

But when they arrived at Mingzhuxuan, they saw two maids, Chunchan and Yunxing, kneeling on the ground. When they raised their eyes and looked up, they saw the black wooden door broken into three or five pieces on the ground.

The blood in Shen's heart rushed straight to the top of her head. The huanghuali wood in Mingzhuxuan was nearly a century old! When Zhang gave birth to this daughter, the Duke's family was very happy.

The Duke of Guo specially found this rare 100-year-old huanghuali tree from outside, and there was only one in total!

In the end, it was all spent on Mingzhuxuan. Now that the door is broken, without her asking, the Duke of Guo naturally ordered someone to replace it with a new one.

But with today's market conditions, this nearly century-old huanghuali wood is priceless and extremely rare!

Now that Mrs. Shen is the mistress of the Duke's mansion, even though the money she spends is from the Duke's expense, in Mrs. Shen's eyes, it all belongs to her, especially her Xi'er!

Now that such a large amount of expenditure is being added, how can it not make Mr. Shen feel dizzy for a moment?

"My mother was also angry, so she accidentally lost her hand. Yue'er doesn't have to worry about these worldly things with her mother." Mrs. Shen's eyebrows were light.

There was no mention of the queen in the words, but every word was mentioned about Song Jinyue.

She made it clear that if Song Jinyue cared about this matter, she would not take her aunt in the eyes. Shen was the one who smashed the things, but in the end, according to Shen's wishes, Song Jinyue was asked to endure this inexplicable anger.

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Song Jinyue had a smile on her lips, but the cold light in her eyes was like the thick snow in the middle of winter.

Tell her to endure it?

joke!

"Mother, everything in my house was registered in my aunt's palace. Now it's missing. It's missing, so I have to return it to the palace."

Shen's back molars were chattering in anger. Why is this little bitch so difficult to handle now?

"What? Do you hope that your mother will go to the palace to plead guilty?" Mrs. Shen's tone was also a bit colder, and there was a cold light in her eyes.

Song Jinyue raised her head slightly, looked at Mrs. Shen, shook her head with a smile, and said slowly: "How dare my daughter... But the things I bought outside will inevitably make my daughter a little unhappy..."

Shen's eyelids twitched. Did she mean to ask for money from herself?

Shen didn't say anything, but looked at her and motioned for her to continue.

"I heard that there is a bottle of high-quality white jade Guanyin in my mother's house. Can I give it to my daughter?" Song Jinyue's apricot eyes were as curved as crescent moons, and there was no disrespect in her face.

Mrs. Shen just listened to the first half of what she said, and the smile that appeared on her face cooled down little by little.

The idea was actually the white jade Guanyin bottle!

"No!" Shen blurted out, the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Song Jinyue leaned over, her fair and slender arms looming in the blue sleeves of the lake. She gently raised her green jade fingers, picked up a piece of broken porcelain from her feet, and played with it between her slender fingers.

All eyes also fell on it, and there was a trace of sadness in the eyes.

"It doesn't matter if my aunt sees this broken porcelain cup, but if she finds out about my eldest sister..."

Song Jinyue suddenly raised her head and looked at Mrs. Shen on the main seat, "Mother, you said..."

(End of chapter)

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