My Empress is My Bad Girl

Jin Lan glanced at her with drunken eyes, and said calmly, "It's okay, you go out and close the door."

His eyes and tone were very cold.

Fang Ximei was stabbed in her heart and turned away silently.

As soon as she walked out of the yard, she ran into Crescent Moon, a maid beside Jin Lan.

Xinyue frowned when she saw her and said, "Auntie Fang, this is not where you came. Don't you understand the rules of the house?"

Fang Ximei didn't care much about the attitude of the servants in the house, she just asked, "I just saw the master drunk, did something happen?"

"What can happen?" Xinyue was impatient, "I said Aunt Fang, are you looking forward to something wrong in the house?"

"Xinyue, how can you say that? I'm the Jin family, so how can I hope that my family is not good? I saw the master drinking alcohol alone and felt sorry for him, so I asked you about it."

"If you feel sorry for the master, you shouldn't come back!" Xinyue said fiercely. "The master and the wife are a match made in heaven. For so many years, if it weren't for you, they wouldn't be so distracted. Now we are seeing the relationship between the master and the wife. It's better, you are back to stir up the wind and the rain, making the house uneasy! Are you asking me?"

Fang Ximei was stunned: "You mean, Master and Wei Hongluan are not really reconciled?"

"What's the matter? I'm just living in a mansion now. The master never stays with Madam at night. It must be because Madam minds your existence!"

But Fang Ximei didn't hear the words behind in her ears.

She only heard that Hong Luan did not marry Jin Lan again.

"That said, the master's frustration in drinking is all because of her." Fang Ximei murmured to herself.

"Go back, don't run around, and cause trouble again, it is the good fortune of our slaves!" Xinyue bypassed Fang Ximei in disgust, and left with tea and snacks.

Fang Ximei looked back at Jin Lan's study, thought for a while, and came to Dongkua Yard.

There was pitch blackness and silence in the eastern courtyard.

Obviously he has fallen asleep.

For some reason, Fang Ximei felt a sense of injustice in her heart, and she couldn't help but pat the door.

"Open the door, open the door!"

Her chill was very abrupt in the silent night.

The lady guarding the door opened the door and saw that she was furious: "Auntie Fang, what are you doing here without going to bed in the middle of the night? Don’t you know that Madam is not in good health, do you want to rest? If the master knows..."

Fang Ximei said angrily: "Master is sad and drunk, and her Wei Hongluan is sleeping peacefully! I want to see her!"

"Madam, you can see if you want, do you have any rules?"

"Which kind of wife is she? She has already reconciled with the master! If you say the mistress, there is only me in this house!"

"Auntie Fang, don't forget your identity, you are just a concubine!"

"So what, I'm just right, what is her Wei Hongluan?"

Fang Ximei had a quarrel with her mother-in-law at the door, and she soon awakened Hongluan.

Hong Luan came out wearing his clothes, frowning: "What are you clamoring for?"

"You are finally willing to come out!" Fang Ximei pushed her mother-in-law away, stepped forward aggressively, glared at her, and said angrily, "Wei Hongluan, do you have any heart? The master is sad for you at this time, but you Sleep well?"

Hongluan frowned: "What are you talking about."

"Come with me!" Sister Fang Xi grabbed her wrist and pulled her out, "Master is drinking in the study, go and see what he looks like! For so many years, he has tortured himself for you, yours Is it true that the heart is made of stone and will never be warmed up?"